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"
"
You
that
are
so
wasteful
of
your
buttons
,
"
said
I
,
"
I
can
hardly
think
you
would
be
a
good
judge
of
business
.
"
"
Ah
!
"
says
he
,
falling
again
to
smiling
,
"
I
got
my
wastefulness
from
the
same
man
I
got
the
buttons
from
;
and
that
was
my
poor
father
,
Duncan
Stewart
,
grace
be
to
him
!
He
was
the
prettiest
man
of
his
kindred
;
and
the
best
swordsman
in
the
Hielands
,
David
,
and
that
is
the
same
as
to
say
,
in
all
the
world
,
I
should
ken
,
for
it
was
him
that
taught
me
.
He
was
in
the
Black
Watch
,
when
first
it
was
mustered
;
and
,
like
other
gentlemen
privates
,
had
a
gillie
at
his
back
to
carry
his
firelock
for
him
on
the
march
.
Well
,
the
King
,
it
appears
,
was
wishful
to
see
Hieland
swordsmanship
;
and
my
father
and
three
more
were
chosen
out
and
sent
to
London
town
,
to
let
him
see
it
at
the
best
.
So
they
were
had
into
the
palace
and
showed
the
whole
art
of
the
sword
for
two
hours
at
a
stretch
,
before
King
George
and
Queen
Carline
,
and
the
Butcher
Cumberland
,
and
many
more
of
whom
I
havenae
mind
.
And
when
they
were
through
,
the
King
(
for
all
he
was
a
rank
usurper
)
spoke
them
fair
and
gave
each
man
three
guineas
in
his
hand
.
Now
,
as
they
were
going
out
of
the
palace
,
they
had
a
porter
's
lodge
to
go
by
;
and
it
came
in
on
my
father
,
as
he
was
perhaps
the
first
private
Hieland
gentleman
that
had
ever
gone
by
that
door
,
it
was
right
he
should
give
the
poor
porter
a
proper
notion
of
their
quality
.
So
he
gives
the
King
's
three
guineas
into
the
man
's
hand
,
as
if
it
was
his
common
custom
;
the
three
others
that
came
behind
him
did
the
same
;
and
there
they
were
on
the
street
,
never
a
penny
the
better
for
their
pains
.
Some
say
it
was
one
,
that
was
the
first
to
fee
the
King
's
porter
;
and
some
say
it
was
another
;
but
the
truth
of
it
is
,
that
it
was
Duncan
Stewart
,
as
I
am
willing
to
prove
with
either
sword
or
pistol
.
And
that
was
the
father
that
I
had
,
God
rest
him
!
"
"
I
think
he
was
not
the
man
to
leave
you
rich
,
"
said
I.
"
And
that
's
true
,
"
said
Alan
.
"
He
left
me
my
breeks
to
cover
me
,
and
little
besides
.
And
that
was
how
I
came
to
enlist
,
which
was
a
black
spot
upon
my
character
at
the
best
of
times
,
and
would
still
be
a
sore
job
for
me
if
I
fell
among
the
red-coats
.
"
"
What
,
"
cried
I
,
"
were
you
in
the
English
army
?
"
"
That
was
I
,
"
said
Alan
.
"
But
I
deserted
to
the
right
side
at
Preston
Pans
--
and
that
's
some
comfort
.
"
I
could
scarcely
share
this
view
:
holding
desertion
under
arms
for
an
unpardonable
fault
in
honour
.
But
for
all
I
was
so
young
,
I
was
wiser
than
say
my
thought
.
"
Dear
,
dear
,
"
says
I
,
"
the
punishment
is
death
.
"
"
Ay
"
said
he
,
"
if
they
got
hands
on
me
,
it
would
be
a
short
shrift
and
a
lang
tow
for
Alan
!
But
I
have
the
King
of
France
's
commission
in
my
pocket
,
which
would
aye
be
some
protection
.
"
