Menteith did not recover sufficiently to join Montrose during his brief and glorious career;and when that heroic general disbanded his army and retired from Scotland,Menteith resolved to adopt the life of privacy,which he led till the Restoration.After that happy event,he occupied a situation in the land befitting his rank,lived long,happy alike in public regard and in domestic affection,and died at a good old age.
Our DRAMATIS PERSONAE have been so limited,that,excepting Montrose,whose exploits and fate are the theme of history,we have only to mention Sir Dugald Dalgetty.This gentleman continued,with the most rigorous punctuality,to discharge his duty,and to receive his pay,until he was made prisoner,among others,upon the field of Philiphaugh.He was condemned to share the fate of his fellow-officers upon that occasion,who were doomed to death rather by denunciations from the pulpit,than the sentence either of civil or military tribunal;their blood being considered as a sort of sin-offering to take away the guilt of the land,and the fate imposed upon the Canaanites,under a special dispensation,being impiously and cruelly applied to them.
Several Lowland officers,in the service of the Covenanters,interceded for Dalgetty on this occasion,representing him as a person whose skill would be useful in their army,and who would be readily induced to change his service.But on this point they found Sir Dugald unexpectedly obstinate.He had engaged with the King for a certain term,and,till that was expired,his principles would not permit any shadow of changing.The Covenanters,again,understood no such nice distinction,and he was in the utmost danger of falling a martyr,not to this or that political principle,but merely to his own strict ideas of a military enlistment.Fortunately,his friends discovered,by computation,that there remained but a fortnight to elapse of the engagement he had formed,and to which,though certain it was never to be renewed,no power on earth could make him false.
With some difficulty they procured a reprieve for this short space,after which they found him perfectly willing to come under any engagements they chose to dictate.He entered the service of the Estates accordingly,and wrought himself forward to be Major in Gilbert Ker's corps,commonly called the Kirk's Own Regiment of Horse.Of his farther history we know nothing,until we find him in possession of his paternal estate of Drumthwacket,which he acquired,not by the sword,but by a pacific intermarriage with Hannah Strachan,a matron somewhat stricken in years,the widow of the Aberdeenshire Covenanter.
Sir Dugald is supposed to have survived the Revolution,as traditions of no very distant date represent him as cruising about in that country,very old,very deaf,and very full of interminable stories about the immortal Gustavus Adolphus,the Lion of the North,and the bulwark of the Protestant Faith.
READER!THE TALES OF MY LANDLORD ARE NOW FINALLY CLOSED,closed,and it was my purpose to have addressed thee in the vein of Jedediah Cleishbotham;but,like Horam the son of Asmar,and all other imaginary story-tellers,Jedediah has melted into thin air.
Mr.Cleishbotham bore the same resemblance to Ariel,as he at whose voice he rose doth to the sage Prospero;and yet,so fond are we of the fictions of our own fancy,that I part with him,and all his imaginary localities,with idle reluctance.I am aware this is a feeling in which the reader will little sympathize;but he cannot be more sensible than I am,that sufficient varieties have now been exhibited of the Scottish character,to exhaust one individual's powers of observation,and that to persist would be useless and tedious.I have the vanity to suppose,that the popularity of these Novels has shown my countrymen,and their peculiarities,in lights which were new to the Southern reader;and that many,hitherto indifferent upon the subject,have been induced to read Scottish history,from the allusions to it in these works of fiction.
I retire from the field,conscious that there remains behind not only a large harvest,but labourers capable of gathering it in.
More than one writer has of late displayed talents of this description;and if the present author,himself a phantom,may be permitted to distinguish a brother,or perhaps a sister shadow,he would mention,in particular,the author of the very lively work entitled MARRIAGE.
