THE FLO WER O F GALA WATER . N ovel fl . M S AME L V R . I A E BAR R , ’ “ ” “ A u th o r o Girls o a Feath er T/ze Beads o f f , f ” “ ” Tasmer Frien d O livia etc , , . B WI TH I L L U S T A T I ON S B Y o . K EN DR I CK . Q/ N EW YO R K BE B E ’ S S O N S R O R T O N N R , P U BL I SHERS . m N N O . 1 10 “8 0 5 0 MO NTHLY. S U MORI PTIO N P R I CZ S I ! DO LL RS P K G N U AL OHO IO! OK R I I O , A A ‘ ’ N "l. “A7YI R . ( 74 75 0 5 0 AT I Hl N EW YO RK N . Y . FOOT O 'P IC! AO S ECO D O L O. Al J A NUA RY 1 , , , A The Flower of ala Water G . T CHAP ER I . FL W O F G L W THE O ER A A ATER. W an water fro m th e B o rder h ills ear v o ce fro th e o ld ears D i m y , Th d stant m usic lu lls and st lls y i i , And o ves t o u et tears m q i . A mist o f m em o ry bro o ds and flo ats Th e B o rder W ate rs flo w ; air i ullo f ballad n o t Th e s f es, ” o f lo n a B o rn o ut g go . 6 6 HAVE a friend . Her name is Katherine ” J an farie . In these words Jessy T elfair usually an sw e re d any remark about the solitude of her [ 7 ] " 8 Tk e Flo wer of Gala Wafer. o an o u fo r home . It was nly apparent s lit de , ’ Jessy knew the laird s fine house w as just o ver th e w t the nearest hill , and that there s eetes — maid o f Tweedside dwelt her friend , Katherine Jan farie She was talking this morning to a stranger w h o was w aiting to see her father . But many strangers called upon the minister of Kirtle o hope , for he was a famous angler , and the l nely manse among the hills by Gala Water w as well kn o wn t o the bro thers of the ro d and reel . c o o f Su h visitors , h wever , had usually been o middle age , dressed for their intentions in r ugh - gray tweed and well greased boots , with a long , light waterproof and creel slung acro ss their w as sh o ulders . But this caller fashionably clad o in the nattiest of travelling suits more ver , he was o -b y ung , and had the air of a high red and tho roughly assured gentleman . n Standing by the wi dow of the manse parlor, he loo ked up the winding valley that led t o the sources of the river in the heart of the hills . 7718 lo w er o Gala Water . F f . 9 Th e slopes were co vered with sheep and lambs — hundreds o f hidden hollo ws were full o f them—and their bleating and the murmur of G W ala ater, hurrying down through archipel ago e s of bowlders and flashing over tiny water d falls , were all the soun s that broke the still t o ness o f the lonely place . So he turned Jessy then , and made some remark about the solitude , and she answered him i s I have a friend . Her name Katherine ” J an farie . T here was a childlike abruptness and co n fi f o dence , a sense of su ficiency in this asserti n , which was very attractive . It was evident also e n that sh wished to be entertaini g , and that she co uld think of no subject more delightful than o her friend . Yet far as the eyes c uld see in every direction , the hills and valleys were set to o so ng and story . Names that lilt thr ugh the — noblest ballads in the wo rld that sanctify the m o st desperate struggles fo r religio us liberty that are fo rem o st in th e ch ro nicles o f valo r and Wafer 1 0 7726 Flo w er of Gala . scien c e are its familiar names . But Jessy thought of none of them she said only , when the stranger spoke of the loneliness of the famous “ land I hav e a friend . Her name is Kath ” erine J an farie . Then he looked into the pleasant fac e o f the speaker . He had been expecting to hear of the — Douglas and Bu c c le u gh o f the Elliots and Armstrongs C rac k sp e ar and Out -with - the Sword ; or , at least , of the Covenanters and c Erskine and Chalmers , prea hing on the heath v v c o n ery heights to ast , unbonneted , re erent gre gatio n s but Miss T elfair did not mention of any these heroes . Her heart was with her friend , and she smiled as her lips made the c o f h musi her name . Per aps if she had c o nsid ered the matter she could not have been more n entertaining , for the you g man waiting for the minister knew all about the roman c e of the past ; it w as the ro man c e o f the present he desired ; “ ” an d Katherine Jan farie fell upon his ears like the preluding of music . Ti mFlawer o Gala PValar‘ f . 1 1 Is your friend pretty enough to deserv e her P” pretty name he asked . Pretty ? Katherine is beautiful Katherine is the Flow er of Gala Water !’ On all Tweed ’ ” side there is none like her . T v t o hen I hope she li es near you . v c an She lives just o er the hill . I sit h ere an d w atch her come into sight . If she does not th e see me , when she gets to the little burn by t o I garden gate she begins sing , and then run t o meet her . — So me o n e is coming o v er the hill now but an fari it is n o t Miss J e . m Jessy lo o ked up and s iled . T R ab h im hat is the minister Hays is with . ’ o n e Rab is of the duke s men , and is worth the e knowing . Rab went out with the Fr e k i rk e rs , and when father asked him what the ’ d duke would say to that , he answered Indee , ’ I ; I 0 minister , dinna ken but must think the ’ Th e w illn a Day 0 Judgment . duke answer for ’ th e ste o me o n that day . If Rab sees mini r g ing 1 2 ‘ ’ to t o d the hills , he is sure aunder up the water N o w o to meet him . I must go and welc me 1 father h o me . He would think it strange if did not . Th e minister entered the fro nt d o or as Jessy stepped into the hall . He called to her cheer fully , and patting his creel , said Th e burns are a perfect Piccadilly w ith an le rs o fe w g , Jessy , but I have g tten a fine fel ” o l ws . T o . hen Jessy peeped int his creel , and an sw e re d “ T o o here are a d zen fine fell ws , at least , ” father . so o h fo r w Maybe ; but , lassie , the days hen o a man could fish d wn stream , and yet fill his c reel and h is cap and his p o uches with speckled ” tro ut l T here is a gentleman in the parlor . He i s t o o u waiting see y . Here is the card with h is o n name printed it . I never heard o f the man ” befo re . /z a W fer I T e Flo w er of Gal a . 3 Th e w minister anted his dinner , and he did n o t want to see strangers at that hour . He took c . the ard reluctantly , read and then reread it T . here is a kind of familiarity , he muttered W Richard Mowbray , Mowbray Hall , estmore T o . land . His br ws went together hen his To face brightened . be sure , Jessy , he said , M o wbray ! I kn o w the man We w ere at ” Edinburgh College together . o w n o t o This Mr . M bray is very much lder ” th an I am . ’ “ so n Then it is Reginald Mowbray s . Dear ! o me How the days go by Lo k to the dinner, Jessy the young man will eat it w ith us . I will o u . give y half an hour , my dear Jessy was glad of the interv al . She carried t o t the tro ut to the kitchen be broiled , and hen ran t o her room to change the gray winsey she wo re fo r something pretty in silk and plush .