A DISCOVERY--WAVERLEY BECOMES DOMESTICATED AT TULLY-VEOLAN The next day Edward arose betimes, and in a morning walk around the house and its vicinity came suddenly upon a small court in front of the dog-kennel, where his friend Davie was employed about his four-footed charge.

One quick glance of his eye recognised Waverley, when, instantly turning his back, as if he had not observed him, he began to sing part of an old ballad:-- Young men will love thee more fair and more fast; Heard ye so merry the little bird sing?
Old men's love the longest will last, And the throstle-cock's head is under his wing.
The young man's wrath is like light straw on fire; Heard ye so merry the little bird sing?
But like red-hot steel is the old man's ire, And the throstle-cock's head is under his wing.
The young man will brawl at the evening board; Heard ye so merry the little bird sing?
But the old man will draw at the dawning the sword, And the throstle-cock's head is under his wing.
Waverley could not avoid observing that Davie laid something like a satirical emphasis on these lines.

He therefore approached, and endeavoured, by sundry queries, to elicit from him what the innuendo might mean; but Davie had no mind to explain, and had wit enough to make his folly cloak his knavery.

Edward could collect nothing from him, excepting that the Laird of Balmawhapple had gone home yesterday morning 'wi' his boots fu' o' bluid.' In the garden, however, he met the old butler, who no longer attempted to conceal that, having been bred in the nursery line with Sumack and Co.

of Newcastle, he sometimes wrought a turn in the flower-borders to oblige the Laird and Miss Rose.