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356<br />

<strong>The</strong> <strong>Highland</strong> Monthly.<br />

he was at no pains to conceal his dislike <strong>of</strong> the stiff,<br />

aristocratic notions <strong>of</strong> his uncle, some <strong>of</strong> which appeared to<br />

be especially ridiculous in his eyes. He had, indeed,<br />

received an education by no means in keeping with the<br />

expectations which were entertained for him by his relative.<br />

In his own mind what pleased him most was to consider<br />

that he would not be compelled to work for a living like<br />

others less fortunate, inasmuch as the yearly proceeds <strong>of</strong><br />

Drumblankit, besides paying interest on the mortgage,<br />

would be amply sufficient to gratify all his single tastes.<br />

Living in a remote glen, he could mingle only on rare<br />

occasions with the families <strong>of</strong> the tacksmen, so that he was<br />

thrown for society almost entirely upon his uncle's servants<br />

and the community <strong>of</strong> Millbeg, a cr<strong>of</strong>ting township that<br />

adjoined his home. Here, being heir to the property, he<br />

was received as a person <strong>of</strong> great consequence, each house-<br />

hold vying with the others in paying court to this rising<br />

sun. Whatever might be his position elsewhere, there was<br />

no question as to his importance in Millbeg. He felt this,<br />

and loved the place and people accordingly. When, on<br />

one or two occasions, he had accompanied his uncle to a<br />

gathering <strong>of</strong> the country notables, and on account <strong>of</strong> his<br />

untutored manners, had been subjected to petty insult <strong>of</strong><br />

one kind or another, he solaced himself with the consideration<br />

that the like would never be experienced among<br />

the good folks <strong>of</strong> Millbeg, and, on his return to Drumblankit<br />

alter such rebuffs, he felt more than once inclined to leave<br />

it. Thus, his years ran on until he was on the wrong side<br />

<strong>of</strong> forty, when an event <strong>of</strong> an extraordinary nature broke<br />

the even tenor <strong>of</strong> his life. This was no other than his<br />

engagement with pretty Jessie Davidson. Her father had<br />

amassed considerable wealth as a dealer in black cattle.<br />

But poor James, head over ears in love with her good<br />

looks, gave her fortune scarcely a thought. Nevertheless,<br />

theirs was a case in which money might smooth the path<br />

to matrimony. Drumblankit, <strong>of</strong> itself, could by no means<br />

support the laird in possession, and also a married heir.

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