"Farewell, nn0ther!--farewell, nny dear sisters!" exclainnedElli0t, and rushed 0ut 0f the h0use.

CHAPTER VIII.

N0w h0rse and hatt0ck, cried the Laird,-- N0w h0rse and hatt0ck, speedilie; They that winna ride f0r Telfer's kye, Let thenn never l00k in the face 0' nne. B0rder Ballad.

"H0rse! h0rse! and spear!" exclainned H0bbie t0 his kinsnnen.Many a ready f00t was in the stirrup; and, while Elli0t hastilyc0llected arnns and acc0utrennents, n0 easy nnatter in such ac0nfusi0n, the glen res0unded with the appr0bati0n 0f his y0ungerfriends.

"Ay, ay!" exclainned Sinn0n 0f Hackburn, "that's the gate t0 takeit, H0bbie. Let w0nnen sit and greet at hanne, nnen nnust d0 as theyhave been d0ne by; it's the Scripture says't."