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* "The Greek wants an ablative, the Italians a dative, I a nominative." "Famous capital!" cried the gentleman in spectacles; and then, touching Colonel Cleland, added, "what does it exactly mean?" "Ignoramus!" said Cleland, disdainfully, "every schoolboy knows Virgil!"
There was however a large minority; and, from among the members of this minority, the Earl of Angus was able to raise a body of infantry, which is still, after the lapse of more than a hundred and sixty years, known by the name of the Cameronian Regiment. The first Lieutenant Colonel was Cleland, that implacable avenger of blood who had driven Dundee from the Convention.
"Burley is said to be with them for certain," answered Lord Evandale, "and also Hackston of Rathillet, Paton of Meadowhead, Cleland, and some other men of military skill." "I judged as much," said Claverhouse, "from the style in which these detached horsemen leapt their horses over the ditch, as they returned to their position.
Their bullets were soon spent; but some of the men were employed in cutting lead from the roof of the Marquess's house and shaping it into slugs. Meanwhile all the neighbouring houses were crowded from top to bottom with Highlanders, who kept up a galling fire from the windows. Cleland, while encouraging his men, was shot dead. The command devolved on Major Henderson.
"Colonel Cleland must produce other witnesses to prove his claim to the authorship of the 'Spectator: the women, we well know, are prejudiced in his favour."
Tarleton, who was sufficiently well educated to pretend to the character of a man of letters, hereupon thought it necessary to lay aside the "Flying Post," and to introduce me to my literary neighbour. "Pray," said Colonel Cleland, taking snuff and swinging himself to and fro with an air of fashionable grace, "has any one seen the new paper?"
"Pooh!" said Cleland, imperiously, "pooh! it is neither the one nor the other; I, gentlemen, am in the secret but you take me, eh? One must not speak well of one's self; mum is the word." "Then," asked Steele, quietly, "we are to suppose that you, Colonel, are the writer?" "I never said so, Dicky; but the women will have it that I am," and the colonel smoothed down his cravat. "Pray, Mr.
"All the world knows, Colonel Cleland, that you are a wit, and therefore we take your fine sayings as we take change from an honest tradesman, rest perfectly satisfied with the coin we get, without paying any attention to it." "Zounds, Cleland, you got the worst of it there," cried a gentleman in a flaxen wig. And Steele slid into a seat near my own.
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