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Crockett, S. R. (Samuel Rutherford), 1860-1914

"The Black Douglas"

As they came near to the Canongate Port,
they saw a gallant band gaily dressed coming forth to meet them, and
the Earl's eye brightened as it caught in the midst the glint of
ladies' attiring.
"See, Sholto," he cried, "and repent! Yonder is not a single lance
shining, and you cannot turn your grumbling head but you will see nigh
two score, with a stout Douglas heart bumping under each."
"Ah," said Sholto, without joy or conviction, "but we are neither in
nor yet out of this weary town of Edinburgh!"
As the cavalcade approached, there came a boy on a pony at speed
towards them. He carried a switch in his hand, and with it he urged
his little beast to still greater endeavours.
"The King!" cried David, cheerfully. "I heard he was a sturdy brat
enough!"
And in another moment the two young men of the dominant house were
taking off their bonnets to the boy who, in name at least, was their
sovereign and overlord.
"Hurrah!" cried the lad, as he circled about them, reckless and
irresponsible as a sea-gull, "I am so glad, so very glad you have
come.


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