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tire of men being massacred in cold blood, after victory had declared for the army commanded by the Duke of Cumberland. He could not allow himself to think that a general could be so barbarous.

When they came within two miles of M'Kinnon's house, Malcolm asked if he chose to see the laird. "No," said he, "by no means. I know M'Kinnon to be as good and as honest a man as any in the world, but he is not fit for my purpose at present. You must conduct me to some other house; but let it be a gentleman's house." Malcolm then determined that they should go to the house of his brotherin-law, Mr. John M'Kinnon, and from thence be conveyed to the main land of Scotland, and claim the assistance of Macdonald of Scothouse. The wanderer at first objected to this, because Scothouse was cousin to a person of whom he had suspicions. But he acquiesced in Malcolm's opinion.

When they were near to Mr. John M'Kimion's house, they met a man of the name of Ross, who had been a private soldier in the Highland army. He fixed his eyes steadily on the wanderer in his disguise, and having at once recognized him, he clapped his hands, and exclaimed, "Alas! is this the case?" Finding that there was now a discovery, Malcolm asked, "What's to be done?" "Swear him to secrecy," answered Prince Charles. Upon which Malcolm .drew his dirk, and on the naked blade made him take a solemn oath, that he would say nothing of his having seen the wanderer, till his escape should be made public.

Malcolm's sister, whose house they reached pretty early in the morning, asked him who the person was that was along with him. He said it was one Lewis Caw, from Crieff, who, being a fugitive like himself, for the same reason, he had engaged him as his servant, but that he had fallen Bick. "Poor man!" said she, "I pity him. At the same time my heart warms to a man of his appearance." Her husband was gone a little way from home; but was expected every minute to return. She set down to her brother a plentiful Highland breakfast. Prince Charles acted the servant very well, sitting at a respectful distance, with his bonnet off. Malcolm then said to him, " Mr. Caw, you have as much need of this as I have; there is enough for us both: you had better draw nearer and share with me." Upon which he rose, made a profound bow, sat down at table with his supposed master, and eat very heartily. After this there came in an old woman, who, after the modo of ancient hospitality, brought warm water and washed Malcolm's feet. He desired her to wash the feet of the poor man who attended him. She at first seemed averse to this, from pride, as thinking him beneath her, and in the periphrastic language of the Highlanders and the Irish, said warmly, "Though I wash your father's son's feet, why should I wash his father's son's feet r" She was, however, persuaded to do it.

They then went to bed, and slept for some time; and when Malcolm awaked, he was told that Mr. John M'Kinnon, his brother-in-law, was in sight. He sprang out to talk to him before he should see Prince Charles. After saluting him, Malcolm, pointing to the sea, said, "What, John, if the prince should be prisoner on board one of those tenders?" "God forbid!" replied John. "What if we had him here?" said Malcolm. "I wish we had," answered John; "we should take care of him." "Well, John," said Malcolm, " he is in your house." John, in a transport of joy, wanted to run directly in, and pay his obeisance; but Malcolm stopped him, saying, "Now is your time to behave well, and do nothing that can discover him." John composed himself, and having sent away all his servants upon different errands, he was introduced into the presence of his guest, and was then desired to go and get ready a boat lying near his house, which, though but a small leaky one, they resolved to take, rather than go to the Laird of M'Kinnon. John M'Kinnon, however, thought otherwise; and upon his return told them, that his chief and Lady M'Kinnon were coming in the laird's boat. Prince Charles said to his trusty Malcolm, "I am sorry for this, but must make the best of it." M'Kinnon then walked up from the shore, and did homage to the wanderer. His lady waited in a cave, to which they all repaired, and were entertained with cold meat and wine. Mr. Malcolm Macleod being now superseded by the Laird of M'Kinnon, desired leave to return, which was granted him, and Prince Charles wrote a short note, which he subscribed James Thompson, inform

ing his friends that he had got away from Sky, and thanking them for their kindness: and desired this might be speedily conveyed to vouug Easay aud Dr. Maclepd, that they might not wait longer in expectation of seeing him again. He bade a cordial adien to Malcolm, and insisted on his accepting of a silver stock-buckle, and ten guineas from his purse, though, as Malcolm told me, it did not appear to contain above forty. Malcolm at first begged to be excused, saying, that he had a few guineas at his service; but Prince Charles answered, "You will have need of money: I shall get enough when I come upon the main land."

The Laird of M'Kinnou then conveyed him to the opposite coast of Knoidart. Old Rasay, to whom intelligence had been sent, was crossing at the same time to Sky; but as they did not know of each other, aud each had apprehensions, the two boats kept aloof.

These are the particulars which I have collected concerning the extraordinary concealment and escapes of Prince Charles in the Hebrides. He was often in imminent danger. The troops traced him from the Long Island, across Sky, to Portree, but there lost him.

Here I stop,—having received no farther authentic information of his fatigues and. perils before he escaped to France. Kings and subjects may both take a lesson of moderation from the melancholy fate of the house of Stuart; that kings may not suffer degradation and exile, and subjects may not be harassed by the evils of a disputed succession.

Let me close the scene on that unfortunate house with the elegant and pathetic reflections of Voltaire, in his Hisioire Generale.

"Que les hommes privus," says that brilliant writer, spcakinc of Prince Charles, " qui so plaignent de leurs petites infortunes, jcttent les yeux sur ce prince et ses ancetres."'

In another place he thus sums up the sad story of the family in general:—

'Sibcle de Louis XV.. chap, xxv., CEitvres, edit. Beaumarehais. tom, xxii., p. 223.—Editor.

"II n'y a ancun exemple dans 1' histoire d'nne maison si longtems infortunee. Le premier des Rois d'Ecosse, qui eut le nom de Jacques, apres avoir etc dix-huit ans prisonnier en Angleterre, mourut assassine, avec sa femme, pur la main de scs sujets. Jacques II. son fils, fut tue a vingtnenf ans en conibattant centre les Anglais. Jacques III. mis en prison par son peuple, ftit tue ensuite par les revokes, dans une bataille; Jacques IV. peril dans un combat qu'il perdit; Marie Stuart, sa petite fille, chassee de son trone, fugitive en Angleterre, ayant langui dixhuit ans en prison, se vit condamnee a mort par des juges Anglais, et eut la tete tranchee; Charles I. petit fils de Marie, Roi d'Ecosse et d'Angleterre, vendu par les Ecossois, et juge a mort par les Anglais, mourut sur un echaffaud dans la place publique; Jacques, son (Us, scpticme du nom, et deuxieme en Angleterre, fut chasse de ses trois royaumes; et pour comble de malhenr on contesta it son fils jusqn'a sa naissance; ce fils no tenta de remonter sur le trone de ses pcres, que pour faire perir ses amis par des bourreaux; ct nous avons vu le Prince Charles Edouard, reunissant en vain les vertus de ses percs, et le courage du Roi Jean Sobieski, son a'ienl maternel, executor les exploits et essuyer les malhcurs les plus incroyables. Si quelque chose justifie cenx qui croyent une fatalite a laquelle rien ne pent se sous traire, c'est cette suite continuelle de uialheurs qui a persecute la maison de Stuart, pendant plus de trois cent amices." 1

The gallant Malcolm was apprehended in about ten days after they separated, put aboard a ship, and carried prisoner to London. He said, the prisoners in general were very ill

1 Siecle de Louis XIV., chap, xv., GEuvres. tom, xx., p. 415.—Editor.

The foregoing account is liy no means so full, or so curious,.as might have been expected from Mr. Boswell's activity of inquiry, and his moans of information. It relates only to a few days of the Pretender's adventures, which, however, lasted fvp month*. Even of Miss Flora Macdonald it tells less than had been already in print forty years before Mr. Boswell's publication. It does not say u-ho she was, nor wJicn she met the prince, nor why she was selected or induced to interfere, and, in in short, tells as little as possible of her personal share in the events. W« should particularly hare liked to know, from her own report, the particulars of her examination and reception in London. The reader who may be curious to know more of the details of the Pretender's escape, will find them in the Gentleman's Magazine for 1747. pp. 5316.38; in the little volume before referred to. called Ascanius; and in a Journal in the second volume of the Lockhart Papers.—Croker,

treated in their passage; but there were soldiers on board who lived well, and sometimes invited him to share with them: that he had the good fortune not to be thrown into jail, but was confined in the house of a messenger of the name of Dick. To his astonishment, only one witness could be found against him, though he had been so openly engaged; and therefore, for want of sufficient evidence, he was set at liberty. He added, that he thought himself in such danger, that he would gladly have compounded for banishment. Yet, he said, "he should never be so ready for death as he then was." There is philosophical truth in this. A man will meet death much more firmly at one time than another. The enthusiasm even of a mistaken principle warms the mind, and sets it above the fear of death; which in our cooler moments, if we really think of it, cannot but be terrible, or at least very awful.

Miss Flora Macdonald being then also in London,1 under the protection of Lady Primrose, that lady provided a postchaise to convey her to Scotland, and desired that she might choose any friend she pleased to accompany her. She chose Malcolm. "So," said he, with a triumphant air, " I went to London to be hanged, and returned in a post-chaise with Miss Flora Macdonald."

Mr. Macleod of Muiravenside, whom we saw at Rasay, assured us that Prince Charles was in London in 1759,2 and

1 When arrested, which was a few days after parting from the Prince, Flora was conveyed on board the Furnace, Captain Fergussone, and conveyed to Leith. There she was removed on board Commodore Smith's ship, and conveyed to the Nore, whence, on the 6th of December, after being five months on ship-board, she was transferred to the custody of the messenger Dick, in which she remained till July, 1747, when she was discharged, and returned to Edinburgh.—Ascaniut.Croker.

'Dr. King states (see Life, vol. i., p. 218, note), the visit at which he saw the Pretender at Lady Primrose's to have been in 1750, while other authorities (if there were not two visits) place it in 1753. Of this last there can be no doubt.—Hume so stated it (sec his letter to Sir John Pringle in the Gent. Mag. for 1788) on the separate, but concurring authority of Lord Marechal, who saw him at Lady Primrose's, and of Lord Holderness, Secretary of State from 1751 to 1754, who had official knowledge of the fact. I think it unlikely that there were two visits so near together, and I therefore still think that the date 1750 in King's Memoirs is an error for 1753. Hume adds, that he was assured, that fill this occasion the Prince formally renounced the Roman Catholic

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