The Black Dwarf

Chapter 18

"MY DEAREST CHILD, The malice of a persecuting government will compel

me, for my own safety, to retreat abroad, and to remain for some time

in foreign parts. I do not ask you to accompany, or follow me; you will

attend to my interest and your own more effectually by remaining where

you are. It is unnecessary to enter into a minute detail concerning the

causes of the strange events which yesterday took place. I think I have

reason to complain of the usage I have received from Sir Edward Mauley,

who is your nearest kinsman by the mother's side; but as he has declared

you his heir, and is to put you in immediate possession of a large part

of his fortune, I account it a full atonement. I am aware he has never

forgiven the preference which your mother gave to my addresses, instead

of complying with the terms of a sort of family compact, which absurdly

and tyrannically destined her to wed her deformed relative. The shock

was even sufficient to unsettle his wits (which, indeed, were never

over-well arranged), and I had, as the husband of his nearest kinswoman

and heir, the delicate task of taking care of his person and property,

until he was reinstated in the management of the latter by those who, no

doubt, thought they were doing him justice; although, if some parts of

his subsequent conduct be examined, it will appear that he ought,

for his own sake, to have been left under the influence of a mild and

salutary restraint.

"In one particular, however, he showed a sense of the ties of blood,

as well as of his own frailty; for while he sequestered himself closely

from the world, under various names and disguises, and insisted on

spreading a report of his own death (in which to gratify him I willingly

acquiesced), he left at my disposal the rents of a great proportion of

his estates, and especially all those, which, having belonged to your

mother, reverted to him as a male fief. In this he may have thought

that he was acting with extreme generosity, while, in the opinion of all

impartial men, he will only be considered as having fulfilled a natural

obligation, seeing that, in justice, if not in strict law, you must

be considered as the heir of your mother, and I as your legal

administrator. Instead, therefore, of considering myself as loaded

with obligations to Sir Edward on this account, I think I had reason

to complain that these remittances were only doled out to me at the

pleasure of Mr. Ratcliffe, who, moreover, exacted from me mortgages

over my paternal estate of Ellieslaw for any sums which I required as an

extra advance; and thus may be said to have insinuated himself into the

absolute management and control of my property. Or, if all this seeming

friendship was employed by Sir Edward for the purpose of obtaining a

complete command of my affairs, and acquiring the power of ruining me

at his pleasure, I feel myself, I must repeat, still less bound by the

alleged obligation.

"About the autumn of last year, as I understand, either his own crazed

imagination, or the accomplishment of some such scheme as I have hinted,

brought him down to this country. His alleged motive, it seems, was a

desire of seeing a monument which he had directed to be raised in the

chapel over the tomb of your mother. Mr. Ratcliffe, who at this time

had done me the honour to make my house his own, had the complaisance to

introduce him secretly into the chapel. The consequence, as he informs

me, was a frenzy of several hours, during which he fled into the

neighbouring moors, in one of the wildest spots of which he chose, when

he was somewhat recovered, to fix his mansion, and set up for a sort of

country empiric, a character which, even in his best days, he was fond

of assuming. It is remarkable, that, instead of informing me of these

circumstances, that I might have had the relative of my late wife taken

such care of as his calamitous condition required, Mr. Ratcliffe seems

to have had such culpable indulgence for his irregular plans as to

promise and even swear secrecy concerning them. He visited Sir Edward

often, and assisted in the fantastic task he had taken upon him of

constructing a hermitage. Nothing they appear to have dreaded more than

a discovery of their intercourse.

"The ground was open in every direction around, and a small subterranean

cave, probably sepulchral, which their researches had detected near

the great granite pillar, served to conceal Ratcliffe, when any one

approached his master. I think you will be of opinion, my love, that

this secrecy must have had some strong motive. It is also remarkable,

that while I thought my unhappy friend was residing among the Monks of

La Trappe, he should have been actually living, for many months, in this

bizarre disguise, within five miles of my house, and obtaining regular

information of my most private movements, either by Ratcliffe, or

through Westburnflat or others, whom he had the means to bribe to any

extent. He makes it a crime against me that I endeavoured to establish

your marriage with Sir Frederick. I acted for the best; but if Sir

Edward Mauley thought otherwise, why did he not step manfully forward,

express his own purpose of becoming a party to the settlements, and take

that interest which he is entitled to claim in you as heir to his great

property?

"Even now, though your rash and eccentric relation is somewhat tardy in

announcing his purpose, I am far from opposing my authority against

his wishes, although the person he desires you to regard as your future

husband be young Earnscliff; the very last whom I should have thought

likely to be acceptable to him, considering a certain fatal event. But I

give my free and hearty consent, providing the settlements are drawn in

such an irrevocable form as may secure my child from suffering by

that state of dependence, and that sudden and causeless revocation of

allowances, of which I have so much reason to complain. Of Sir Frederick

Langley, I augur, you will hear no more. He is not likely to claim the

hand of a dowerless maiden. I therefore commit you, my dear Isabella, to

the wisdom of Providence and to your own prudence, begging you to lose

no time in securing those advantages, which the fickleness of your

kinsman has withdrawn from me to shower upon you.

"Mr. Ratcliffe mentioned Sir Edward's intention to settle a considerable

sum upon me yearly, for my maintenance in foreign parts; but this my

heart is too proud to accept from him. I told him I had a dear child,

who, while in affluence herself, would never suffer me to be in poverty.

I thought it right to intimate this to him pretty roundly, that whatever

increase be settled upon you, it may be calculated so as to cover this

necessary and natural encumbrance. I shall willingly settle upon you

the castle and manor of Ellieslaw, to show my parental affection and

disinterested zeal for promoting your settlement in life. The annual

interest of debts charged on the estate somewhat exceeds the income,

even after a reasonable rent has been put upon the mansion and mains.

But as all the debts are in the person of Mr. Ratcliffe, as your

kinsman's trustee, he will not be a troublesome creditor. And here I

must make you aware, that though I have to complain of Mr. Ratcliffe's

conduct to me personally, I, nevertheless, believe him a just and

upright man, with whom you may safely consult on your affairs, not to

mention that to cherish his good opinion will be the best way to retain

that of your kinsman. Remember me to Marchie--I hope he will not be

troubled on account of late matters. I will write more fully from the

Continent. Meanwhile, I rest your loving father, RICHARD VERE."

The above letter throws the only additional light which we have been

able to procure upon the earlier part of our story. It was Hobbie's

opinion, and may be that of most of our readers, that the Recluse

of Mucklestane-Moor had but a kind of a gleaming, or twilight

understanding; and that he had neither very clear views as to what he

himself wanted, nor was apt to pursue his ends by the clearest and most

direct means; so that to seek the clew of his conduct, was likened, by

Hobbie, to looking for a straight path through a common, over which are

a hundred devious tracks, but not one distinct line of road.

When Isabella had perused the letter, her first enquiry was after her

father. He had left the castle, she was informed, early in the morning,

after a long interview with Mr. Ratcliffe, and was already far on his

way to the next port, where he might expect to find shipping for the

Continent.

"Where was Sir Edward Mauley?"

No one had seen the Dwarf since the eventful scene of the preceding

evening.

"Odd, if onything has befa'en puir Elshie," said Hobbie Elliot, "I wad

rather I were harried ower again."

He immediately rode to his dwelling, and the remaining she-goat came

bleating to meet him, for her milking time was long past. The Solitary

was nowhere to be seen; his door, contrary to wont, was open, his fire

extinguished, and the whole hut was left in the state which it exhibited

on Isabella's visit to him. It was pretty clear that the means of

conveyance which had brought the Dwarf to Ellieslaw on the preceding

evening, had removed him from it to some other place of abode. Hobbie

returned disconsolate to the castle.

"I am doubting we hae lost Canny Elshie for gude an' a'."

"You have indeed," said Ratcliffe, producing a paper, which he put into

Hobbie's hands; "but read that, and you will perceive you have been no

loser by having known him."

It was a short deed of gift, by which "Sir Edward Mauley, otherwise

called Elshender the Recluse, endowed Halbert or Hobbie Elliot, and

Grace Armstrong, in full property, with a considerable sum borrowed by

Elliot from him."

Hobbie's joy was mingled with feelings which brought tears down his

rough cheeks.

"It's a queer thing," he said; "but I canna joy in the gear, unless I

kend the puir body was happy that gave it me."

"Next to enjoying happiness ourselves," said Ratcliffe, "is the

consciousness of having bestowed it on others. Had all my master's

benefits been conferred like the present, what a different return would

they have produced! But the indiscriminate profusion that would glut

avarice, or supply prodigality, neither does good, nor is rewarded by

gratitude. It is sowing the wind to reap the whirlwind."

"And that wad be a light har'st," said Hobbie; "but, wi' my young

leddie's leave, I wad fain take down Eishie's skeps o' bees, and set

them in Grace's bit flower yard at the Heugh-foot--they shall ne'er be

smeekit by ony o' huz. And the puir goat, she would be negleckit about a

great toun like this; and she could feed bonnily on our lily lea by the

burn side, and the hounds wad ken her in a day's time, and never fash

her, and Grace wad milk her ilka morning wi' her ain hand, for Elshie's

sake; for though he was thrawn and cankered in his converse, he likeit

dumb creatures weel."

Hobbie's requests were readily granted, not without some wonder at

the natural delicacy of feeling which pointed out to him this mode of

displaying his gratitude. He was delighted when Ratcliffe informed him

that his benefactor should not remain ignorant of the care which he took

of his favourite.

"And mind be sure and tell him that grannie and the titties, and,

abune a', Grace and mysell, are weel and thriving, and that it's a' his

doing--that canna but please him, ane wad think."

And Elliot and the family at Heugh-foot were, and continued to be, as

fortunate and happy as his undaunted honesty, tenderness, and gallantry

so well merited.

All bar between the marriage of Earnscliff and Isabella was now removed,

and the settlements which Ratcliffe produced on the part of Sir Edward

Mauley, might have satisfied the cupidity of Ellieslaw himself. But Miss

Vere and Ratcliffe thought it unnecessary to mention to Earnscliff that

one great motive of Sir Edward, in thus loading the young pair with

benefits, was to expiate his having, many years before, shed the blood

of his father in a hasty brawl. If it be true, as Ratcliffe asserted,

that the Dwarf's extreme misanthropy seemed to relax somewhat, under

the consciousness of having diffused happiness among so many, the

recollection of this circumstance might probably be one of his chief

motives for refusing obstinately ever to witness their state of

contentment.

Mareschal hunted, shot, and drank claret--tired of the country, went

abroad, served three campaigns, came home, and married Lucy Ilderton.

Years fled over the heads of Earnscliff and his wife, and found and left

them contented and happy. The scheming ambition of Sir Frederick

Langley engaged him in the unfortunate insurrection of 1715. He was made

prisoner at Preston, in Lancashire, with the Earl of Derwentwater,

and others. His defence, and the dying speech which he made at his

execution, may be found in the State Trials. Mr. Vere, supplied by

his daughter with an ample income, continued to reside abroad, engaged

deeply in the affair of Law's bank during the regency of the Duke of

Orleans, and was at one time supposed to be immensely rich. But, on the

bursting of that famous bubble, he was so much chagrined at being

again reduced to a moderate annuity (although he saw thousands of his

companions in misfortune absolutely starving), that vexation of mind

brought on a paralytic stroke, of which he died, after lingering under

its effects a few weeks.

Willie of Westburnflat fled from the wrath of Hobbie Elliot, as his

betters did from the pursuit of the law. His patriotism urged him to

serve his country abroad, while his reluctance to leave his native soil

pressed him rather to remain in the beloved island, and collect purses,

watches, and rings on the highroads at home. Fortunately for him, the

first impulse prevailed, and he joined the army under Marlborough;

obtained a commission to which he was recommended by his services in

collecting cattle for the commissariat; returned home after many

years, with some money (how come by Heaven only knows),--demolished

the peel-house at Westburnflat, and built, in its stead, a high narrow

ONSTEAD, of three stories, with a chimney at each end--drank brandy with

the neighbours, whom, in his younger days, he had plundered--died in his

bed, and is recorded upon his tombstone at Kirkwhistle (still extant),

as having played all the parts of a brave soldier, a discreet neighbour,

and a sincere Christian.

Mr. Ratcliffe resided usually with the family at Ellieslaw, but

regularly every spring and autumn he absented himself for about a month.

On the direction and purpose of his periodical journey he remained

steadily silent; but it was well understood that he was then in

attendance on his unfortunate patron. At length, on his return from

one of these visits, his grave countenance, and deep mourning dress,

announced to the Ellieslaw family that their benefactor was no more. Sir

Edward's death made no addition to their fortune, for he had divested

himself of his property during his lifetime, and chiefly in their

favour. Ratcliffe, his sole confidant, died at a good old age, but

without ever naming the place to which his master had finally retired,

or the manner of his death, or the place of his burial. It was supposed

that on all these particulars his patron had enjoined him strict

secrecy.

The sudden disappearance of Elshie from his extraordinary hermitage

corroborated the reports which the common people had spread concerning

him. Many believed that, having ventured to enter a consecrated

building, contrary to his paction with the Evil One, he had been bodily

carried off while on his return to his cottage; but most are of opinion

that he only disappeared for a season, and continues to be seen from

time to time among the hills. And retaining, according to custom, a

more vivid recollection of his wild and desperate language, than of the

benevolent tendency of most of his actions, he is usually identified

with the malignant demon called the Man of the Moors, whose feats were

quoted by Mrs. Elliot to her grandsons; and, accordingly, is generally

represented as bewitching the sheep, causing the ewes to KEB, that is,

to cast their lambs, or seen loosening the impending wreath of snow

to precipitate its weight on such as take shelter, during the storm,

beneath the bank of a torrent, or under the shelter of a deep glen. In

short, the evils most dreaded and deprecated by the inhabitants of that

pastoral country, are ascribed to the agency of the BLACK DWARF.