erest； so soon as their talk ceased to be of bullocks。 Robin Oig； indeed； spoke the English language rather imperfectly upon any other topics but stots and kyloes； and Harry Wakefield could never bring his broad Yorkshire tongue to utter a single word of Gaelic。 It was in vain Robin spent a whole morning； during a walk over Minch Moor； in attempting to teach his companion to utter； with true precision； the shibboleth LLHU； which is the Gaelic for a calf。 From Traquair to Murder Cairn； the hill rung with the discordant attempts of the Saxon upon the unmanageable monosyllable； and the heartfelt laugh which followed every failure。 They had； however； better modes of awakening the echoes； for Wakefield could sing many a ditty to the praise of Moll； Susan； and Cicely； and Robin Oig had a particular gift at whistling interminable pibrochs through all their involutions； and what was more agreeable to his companion's southern ear； knew many of the northern airs； both lively and pathetic； to which Wakefield learned to pipe a bass。 Thus； though Robin could hardly have comprehended his companion's stories about horse…racing； and cock…fighting； or fox…hunting； and although his own legends of clan…fights and CREAGHS； varied with talk of Highland goblins and fairy folk； would have been caviare to his companion； they contrived； nevertheless to find a degree of pleasure in each other's company； which had for three years back induced them to join company and travel together； when the direction of their journey permitted。 Each； indeed； found his advantage in this companionship； for where could the Englishman have found a guide through the Western Highlands like Robin Oig M'Combich？ and when they were on what Harry called the RIGHT side of the Border； his patronage； which was extensive； and his purse； which was heavy； were at all times at the service of his Highland friend； and on many occasions his liberality did him genuine yeoman's service。
CHAPTER II。
Were ever two such loving friends！ How could they disagree？ Oh； thus it was； he loved him dear； And thought how to requite him； And having no friend left but he； He did resolve to fight him。 DUKE UPON DUKE。
The pair of friends had traversed with their usual cordiality the grassy wilds of Liddesdale； and crossed the opposite part of Cumberland； emphatically called The Waste。 In these solitary regions the cattle under the charge of our drovers derived their subsistence chiefly by picking their food as they went along the drove…road； or sometimes by the tempting opportunity of a START AND OWERLOUP； or invasion of the neighbouring pasture； where an occasion presented itself。 But now the scene changed before them。 They were descending towards a fertile and enclosed country； where no such liberties could be taken with impunity； or without a previous arrangement and bargain with the possessors of the ground。 This was more especially the case； as a great northern fair was upon the eve of taking place； where both the Scotch and English drover expected to dispose of a part of their cattle； which it was desirable to produce in the market rested and in good order。 Fields were therefore difficult to be obtained； and only upon high terms。 This necessity occasioned a temporary separation betwixt the two friends； who went to bargain； each as he could； for the separate accommodation of his herd。 Unhappily it chanced that both of them； unknown to each other； thought of bargaining for the ground they wanted on the property of a country gentleman of some fortune； whose estate lay in the neighbourhood。 The English drover applied to the bailiff on the property； who was known to him。 It chanced that the Cumbrian Squire； who had entertained some suspicions of his manager's honesty； was taking occasional measures to ascertain how far they were well founded； and had desired that any enquiries about his enclosures； with a view to occupy them for a temporary purpose； should be referred to himself。 As however； Mr。 Ireby had gone the day before upon a journey of some miles distance to the northward； the bailiff chose to consider the check upon his full powers as for the time removed； and concluded that he should best consult his master's interest； and perhaps his own； in making an agreement with Harry Wakefield。 Meanwhile； ignorant of what his comrade was doing； Robin Oig； on his side； chanced to be overtaken by a good…looking smart little man upon a pony； most knowingly hogged and cropped； as was then the fashion； the rider wearing tight leather breeches； and long…necked bright spurs。 This cavalier asked one or two pertinent questions about markets and the price of stock。 So Robin； seeing him a well… judging civil gentleman； took the freedom to ask him whether he could let him know if there was any grass…land to be let in that neighbourhood； for the temporary accommodation of his drove。 He could not have put the question to more willing ears。 The gentleman of the buckskins was the proprietor； with whose bailiff Harry Wakefield had dealt； or was in the act of dealing。
〃Thou art in good luck； my canny Scot；〃 said Mr。 Ireby； 〃to have spoken to me； for I see thy cattle have done their day's work； and I have at my disposal the only field within three miles that is to be let in these parts。〃
〃The drove can pe gang two； three； four miles very pratty weel indeed〃said the cautious Highlander； 〃put what would his honour pe axing for the peasts pe the head； if she was to tak the park for twa or three days？〃
〃We won't differ； Sawney； if you let me have six stots for winterers； in the way of reason。〃
〃And which peasts wad your honour pe for having？〃
〃Whylet me seethe two blackthe dun oneyon doddyhim with the twisted hornthe brockitHow much by the head？〃
〃Ah；〃 said Robin； 〃your honour is a shudgea real shudge。 I couldna have set off the pest six peasts petter mysel'me that ken them as if they were my pairns； puir things。〃
〃Well； how much per head； Sawney？〃 continued Mr。 Ireby。
〃It was high markets at Doune and Falkirk；〃 answered Robin。
And thus the conversation proceeded； until they had agreed on the PRIX JUSTE for the bullocks； the Squire throwing in the temporary accommodation of the enclosure for the cattle into the boot； and Robin making； as he thought； a very good bargain； provided the grass was but tolerable。 The Squire walked his pony alongside of the drove； partly to show him the way； and see him put into possession of the field； and partly to learn the latest news of the northern markets。
They arrived at the field； and the pasture seemed excellent。 But what was their surprise when they saw the bailiff quietly inducting the cattle of Harry Wakefield into the grassy Goshen which had just been assigned to those of Robin Oig M'Combich by the proprietor himself！ Squire Ireby set spurs to his horse； dashed up to his servant； and learning what had passed between the parties； briefly informed the English drover that his bailiff had let the ground without his authority； and that he might seek grass for his cattle wherever he would； since he was to get none there。 At the same time he rebuked his servant severely for having transgressed his commands； and ordered him instantly to assist in ejecting the hungry and weary cattle of Harry Wakefield； which were just beginning to enjoy a meal of unusual plenty； and to introduce those of his comrade； whom the English drover now began to consider as a rival。
The feelings which arose in Wakefield's mind would have induced him to resist Mr。 Ireby's decision； but every Englishman has a tolerably accurate sense of law and justice； and John Fleecebumpkin； the bailiff； having acknowledged that he had exceeded his commission； Wakefield saw nothing else for it than to collect his hungry and disappointed charge； and drive them on to seek quarters elsewhere。 Robin Oig saw what had happened with regret； and hastened to offer to his English friend to share with him the disputed possession。 But Wakefield's pride was severely hurt； and he answered disdainfully； 〃Take it all； mantake it all； never make two bites of a cherry。 Thou canst talk over the gentry； and blear a plain man's eye。 Out upon you； man。 I would not kiss any man's dirty latchets for leave to bake in his oven。〃
Robin Oig； sorry but not surprised at his comrade's displeasure； hastened to entreat his friend to wait but an hour till he had gone to the Squire's house to receive payment for the cattle he had sold； and he would come back and help him to drive the cattle into some convenient place of rest； and explain to him the whole mistake they had both of them fallen into。 But the Englishman continued indignant： 〃Thou hast been selling； hast thou？ Ay； ay； thou is a cunning lad for kenning the hours of bargaining。 Go to the devil with thyself； for I will ne'er see thy fause loon's visage againthou should be ashamed to look me in the face。〃
〃I am ashamed to look no man in the face；〃 said Robin Oig； something moved； 〃and； moreover； I will look you in the face this blessed day； if you will bide at the Clachan down yonder。〃
〃Mayhap you had as well keep away；〃 said his comrade； and turning his back on his former friend； he collected his unwilling associates； assisted by the bailiff； who took some real and some affected interest in seeing Wakefield accommodated。
After spending some time in negotiating with more than one of the neighbouring farmers； who could not； or would not； afford the accommodation desired； Henry Wakefield at last； and in his necessity； accomplished his point by means of the landlord of the alehouse at which Robin Oig and he had agreed to pass the night； when they first separated from each other。 Mine host was content to let him turn his cattle on a piece of barren moor； at a price little less than the bailiff had asked for the disputed enclosure； and the wretchedness of the pasture； as well as the price paid for it； were set down as exaggerations of the breach of faith and friendship of his Scottish crony。 This turn of Wakefield's passions was encouraged by the bailiff； （who had his own reasons for being offended against poor Robin； as having been the unwitting cause of his falling into disgrace with his master）； as well as by the innk