The Solitary of the Cave, (John Mackay Wilson)
The Maiden Feast of Cairnkibbie, (Alexander Leighton)
The Professor's Tales, (Professor Thomas Gillespie)
Early Recollections of a Son of the Hills
The Suicide's Grave
The Salmon-Fisher of Udoll, (Hugh Miller)
The Linton Lairds, or Exclusives and Inclusives, (AlexanderLeighton)
Bon Gualtier's Tales, (Theodore Martin)
Country Quarters
The Monk of St. Anthony, (Alexander Campbell)
The Story of Clara Douglas, (Walter Logan)
The Fair, (John Mackay Wilson)
The Slave, (John Howell)
The Katheran, (Alexander Campbell)
The Monks of Dryburgh, (Alexander Campbell)
On the banks of the Tweed, and about half a mile above where theWhitadder flows into it on the opposite side, there is a small andsingular cave. It is evidently not an excavation formed by nature, butthe work of man's hands. To the best of my recollection, it is about tenfeet square, and in the midst of it is a pillar or column, hewn out ofthe old mass, and reaching from the floor to the roof. It is anapartment cut out of the solid rock, and must have been a work of greatlabour. In the neighbourhood, it is generally known by the name of theKing's Cove, and the tradition runs, that it was once the hiding-placeof a Scottish king. Formerly, it was ascended from the level of thewater by a flight of steps, also hewn out of the rock; but themouldering touch of time, the storms of winter, and the underminingaction of the river, which continually appears to press southward, (asthough nature aided in enlarging the Scottish boundary,) has long sinceswept them away, though part of them were entire within the memory ofliving men. What king used it as a hiding-place, tradition sayeth not:but it also whispers that it was used for a