A man may see how this world goes with no eyes.

Look with thine ears.

See how yon justice rails upon yon simple thief.
Hark in thine ear: Change places; and, handy-dandy, which is the justice, which is the thief?
-- King Lear.
Among those who took the most lively interest in endeavouring to discover the person by whom young Charles Hazlewood had been waylaid and wounded was Gilbert Glossin, Esquire, late writer in -- --, now Laird of Ellangowan, and one of the worshipful commission of justices of the peace for the county of ----.

His motives for exertion on this occasion were manifold; but we presume that our readers, from what they already know of this gentleman, will acquit him of being actuated by any zealous or intemperate love of abstract justice.
The truth was, that this respectable personage felt himself less at ease than he had expected, after his machinations put him in possession of his benefactor's estate.

His reflections within doors, where so much occurred to remind him of former times, were not always the self-congratulations of successful stratagem.