Contributions to Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine

Contributions to Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine: Volume 2, 1829-1835

Edited by Thomas C. Richardson
Copyright Date: 2012
Pages: 568
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    Contributions to Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine
    Book Description:

    Hogg played a significant role in the success and notoriety of Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, which was founded in 1817 by the Edinburgh publisher and bookseller, William Blackwood. Hogg's relationships with Blackwood, the magazine, and the major contributors were central to both his literary and personal life. From 1817 until his death in 1835 he published more than one hundred works in 'Maga', as the magazine came to be known among the contributors, and wrote perhaps another forty for the magazine that were not published there. His contributions showcase the diversity of his talent and his achievement as a writer; his published works include a great variety of songs and lyric poetry, narrative and dramatic poetry, sketches of rural and farming life, review essays, ballads, short stories, satirical pieces, and even a 'screed' on politics.This edition for the first time collects Hogg's 'Maga' publications, as well as provides a comprehensive introduction to Hogg's connection with Blackwood's and full explanatory and textual notes to the works. The volume also includes works Hogg intended for Blackwood's and which have now been edited from extant manuscripts.

    eISBN: 978-0-7486-3051-6
    Subjects: Language & Literature

Table of Contents

  1. Front Matter
    (pp. i-viii)
  2. Table of Contents
    (pp. ix-x)
  3. Introduction
    (pp. xi-lviii)

    The correspondence between James Hogg and William Blackwood in the early weeks of 1829 finds Hogg unhappy with Blackwood for the failure to publish his works in Blackwood’s Edinburgh Magazine, as well as with the continued delay in publishing the two-volume collection of tales and anecdotes, The Shepherd’s Calendar. Hogg sent Blackwood ‘Wat the Prophet’ for the magazine on 9 February 1829, and in the accompanying letter informed Blackwood that because he was ‘so dilatory in publishing from sheer fullness’ Hogg had sent several works of prose and poetry to London, ‘there being a great demand on me there’.¹ He...

  4. January–December 1829 (Volumes 25–26)
    • Nancy Chisholm
      (pp. 1-13)

      John Chisholm, farmer of Moorlaggan, was, in the early part of his life, a wealthy and highly respectable man, and associated with the best gentlemen of the country; and in those days he was accounted to be not only reasonable, but mild and benevolent in his disposition. A continued train of unfortunate speculations, however, at last reduced his circumstances so much, that, though at the time when this tale commences, he still continued solvent, it was well enough known to all the country that he was on the brink of ruin; and, by an unfortunate fatality, too inherent in human...

    • Mary Melrose
      (pp. 13-28)
      the Ettrick Shepherd

      In the vicinity of the ancient village of Kilmeran, and about equidistant from each other, there stood, first the laird’s stately old mansion, with its narrow avenue formed of lofty beeches; then the parsonage, or Manse, as it is called in our country, with its diminutive set of offices, and neat modest approach; and, last, there was the farmhouse of Mains, which is now a gay mansion, but was then what we call, descriptively enough, a confused rabble of houses. The minister and farmer were brothers, and the laird was just the laird.

      Well, it so happened that the young...

    • Sound Morality
      (pp. 28-40)
      the Ettrick Shepherd

      “It is a grand thing, true and genuine morality! If I were a minister, I wad never preach up onything but just pure morality,” said Cuddy Cauldrife to his neighbour shepherd, Michael Moody, one morning as they sat on the top of Lochfell, and cast their eyes over the fair dales of the West Border.

      “An’ what for wad ye no be preachin’ ought but morality, Cuddy? We hae muckle need o’ hearing some other sort o’ doctrine than cauld morality, an’ to hae some other thing to put our trust in, too, beside that.”

      “Quite wrong, my good fellow,...

    • A Tale of the Martyrs
      (pp. 40-46)
      the Ettrick Shepherd

      Red Tam Harkness came into the farm-house of Garrick, in the parish of Closeburn, one day, and began to look about for some place to hide in, when the goodwife, whose name was Jane Kilpatrick, said to him in great alarm, “What’s the matter, what’s the matter, Tam Harkness?”

      “Hide me, or else I’m a dead man: that’s the present matter, goodwife,” said he. “But yet, when I have time, if ever I hae mair time, I have heavy news for you. For Christ’s sake, hide me, Jane, for the killers are hard at hand.”

      Jane Kilpatrick sprung to her...

    • O, Love’s a Bitter Thing to Bide
      (pp. 46-47)
    • A Letter about Men and Women
      (pp. 47-55)
      the Ettrick Shepherd

      Pope says, the proper study of mankind is man; and perhaps he is right: but I wish he had told us in what point of view he was to be studied; for really the diversities of body, mind, and character, among the human race, are so prodigious, and so far beyond classification, that to study him thoroughly is impracticable. I could easily write a grand article on him in this manner:—Man, though enveloped in a form of clay, is nevertheless the peculiar emanation of the divinity! For, does he not exhibit proofs of his high origin in the admirable...

    • Let Them Cant about Adam and Eve
      (pp. 56-56)
    • The P and the Q [Manuscript Version]
      (pp. 56-61)
    • The p and the q; or, The Adventures of Jock M‘Pherson [BEM Version]
      (pp. 61-65)
      the Ettrick Shepherd
    • A Singular Letter from Southern Africa
      (pp. 65-76)
      Mr Hogg and Wm. Mitchell

      In my last I related to you all the circumstances of our settlement here, and the prospect that we had of a peaceful and pleasant habitation. In truth, it is a fine country, and inhabited by a fine race of people, for the Kousies, as far as I have seen of them, are a simple and ingenuous race, and Captain Johnstone having ensured the friendship and protection of their chief, we lived in the most perfect harmony with them, trafficking with them for oxen, for which we gave them iron and copper in exchange, the former being held in high...

  5. January–December 1830 (Volumes 27–28)
    • Strange Letter of a Lunatic To C. North Esq
      (pp. 77-86)

      As you appear to have been born for the purpose of collecting all the singular and romantic stories in the country I have taken the fancy of sending you an account of rather a distressing and unaccountable one that happened to myself, and at the same time leave you at liberty to make what use of it you please.

      Having been in Edinr last summer I attended a grand procession there, and likewise got a ticket to a splendid dinner. But that going all topsy-turvy by the time that I begin to enjoy company most I proposed to those around...

    • The First Sermon
      (pp. 86-89)
      the Ettrick Shepherd
    • Some Remarkable Passages in the Remarkable Life of the Baron St Gio
      (pp. 90-112)
      the Ettrick Shepherd

      I have often wondered if it was possible that a person could exist without a conscience. I think not, if he be a reasonable being. Yet there certainly are many of whom you would judge by their actions that they had none; or, if they have, that conscience is not a mirror to be trusted. In such cases we may suppose that conscience exists in the soul of such a man as well as others, but that it is an erroneous one, not being rightly informed of what sin is, and consequently unable to judge fairly of his actions, by...

    • Story of Adam Scott
      (pp. 112-121)
      the Ettrick Shepherd

      On a fine summer evening, about the beginning of July, on a year which must have been about the latter end of the reign of Queen Anne, or some years subsequent to that, as Adam Scott, farmer of Kildouglas, was sitting in a small public-house on North Tyne, refreshing himself on brown bread and English beer, and his hungry horse tearing up the grass about the kail-yard dike, he was accosted by a tall ungainly fellow, who entered the hut, and in the broadest Northumberland tongue, enquired if he was bound for Scotland. “What gars ye speer that, an it...

    • A Real Vision
      (pp. 121-125)
      the Ettrick Shepherd
    • The Dominie
      (pp. 125-127)
    • When Bawdrons, wi’ her Mousin Paw
      (pp. 127-128)
    • The Cuttin’ o’ my Hair
      (pp. 129-130)
    • Maga at No. 45
      (pp. 130-132)
    • A Horrible Instance of the Effects of Clanship
      (pp. 132-144)
      the Ettrick Shepherd

      It was during the time of Cromwell’s usurpation that the chiefs and chieftainships of the Highlands were most disputed, and held in the highest estimation. The efficiency of the clans had then been fairly proved; and every proprietor was valued according to the number of the vassals that called him lord, and rose at his command; and in proportion with these was his interest with the rulers of the realm.

      It was at that time, however, that the following extraordinary circumstance occurred in a great northern family, now decayed; and therefore, for the sake of its numerous descendants and relatives,...

    • The Raid of the Kers
      (pp. 144-154)
      the Ettrick Shepherd
    • The Mysterious Bride
      (pp. 155-167)
      the Ettrick Shepherd

      A great number of people now-a-days are beginning broadly to insinuate that there are no such things as ghosts, or spiritual beings visible to mortal sight. Even Sir Walter Scott is turned renegade, and, with his stories made up of half-and-half, like Nathaniel Gow’s toddy, is trying to throw cold water on the most certain, though most impalpable, phenomena of human nature. The bodies are daft. Heaven mend their wits! Before they had ventured to assert such things, I wish they had been where I have often been; or, in particular, where the Laird of Birkendelly was on St Lawrence’s...

  6. January–December 1831 (Volumes 29–30)
    • King Willie
      (pp. 168-168)
    • A Story of Good Queen Bess
      (pp. 169-191)
      the Ettrick Shepherd

      It is a fact well known to those versed in the annals of illustrious British families, that, after the death of Mary Queen of Scots, there was still another accomplished young lady, who was an only child, and so nearly related to both the English and Scottish crowns that Elizabeth became restlessly jealous of her, and consulted with the timid James by what means the young lady might be prevented from having a legitimate offspring. James, entering keenly into the same feelings, urged Elizabeth to claim her as a royal ward, and then, having her under her own eye, she...

    • The Miser’s Grave [Manuscript Version]
      (pp. 191-195)
    • The Miser’s Grave [BEM Version]
      (pp. 195-200)
      the Ettrick Shepherd
    • Would You Know What a Whig Is
      (pp. 201-202)
    • An Awfu’ Leein’-Like Story
      (pp. 202-216)
      the Ettrick Shepherd

      “Gude forgi’e us, Mr Sholto, is this you? Sic a fright as I got! What for are ye gaun staumrin’ amang the dead fo’k’s graves, at this time o’ night?”

      “Hark ye, Andrew, you are an honest man.”

      “Thank ye, sir.”

      “I think I can trust you with a hint; for, if I cannot trust you, I know of no other on whom I can depend. I was thinking of opening a grave to-night.”

      “If I war you, I wadna do that, Mr Sholto. Ay, ay! An’ has your desperate fortune driven you to be a doctor, an’ ye’re gaun...

    • Robin Roole
      (pp. 216-229)
      James Hogg

      So natural is the knowledge and belief of the soul’s existence and immortality, that we find traces of it among all nations, even the most barbarous; because its existence is known by consciousness, or conception of our own being; its powers generally continuing permanent amidst the successive changes of our material frame. But, strange as it may appear, though we have made such progress in science, we are yet in deep ignorance as to what the essence or primitive substance of the soul is. The Epicureans considered it to be subtile air composed of atoms or primitive corpuscles. The Cartesians...

    • The Magic Mirror
      (pp. 229-236)
      the Ettrick Shepherd
    • Gilfillan of Leith
      (pp. 236-246)
      the Ettrick Shepherd
    • Lyttil Pynkie
      (pp. 246-256)
      the Ettrick Shepherd
    • The Monitors
      (pp. 256-258)
  7. January 1832–December 1835 (Volumes 31–38)
    • Mora Campbell
      (pp. 259-280)
      the Ettrick Shepherd
    • A Genuine Border Story
      (pp. 280-327)
      the Ettrick Shepherd

      On the third of July 1688 when England was all in utter confusion a party of yeomen were sent toward Scotland with a young sole heiress of the name of Montgomery whose father had been one of the leading Catholic lords of the bigotted and bloody reign which was just then terminating. And he being obliged to fly the country in disguise was obliged to send his infant daughter to her relations in Tweeddale a district of Scotland. The party was led by Captain Seymour a determined catholic and hardy warrior and in passing through the wood of Tarras on...

    • The Painter, the Poet, and the Cuddy
      (pp. 327-329)
      the Ettrick Shepherd

      It is amazing what interest the animated description of a good horse race excites even in one who knows nothing about the science. There are some articles in the Quarterly Review of this description the most spirit stirring that ever were written and which prove Horsemanship a noble excercise. The grand feats of Eclipse of Diamond and Hambletonian are well caricatured by the celebrated Christopher North on his favourite pony Colonsay but as a far better contrast still I shall give you a specimen of my own excellence in that gallant art than which nothing in all my life has...

    • A Screed on Politics
      (pp. 329-342)
      the Ettrick Shepherd

      I have now made up my mind to send you a long screed on politics, and in doing so shall divest myself of all prejudices either on the one side or the other. You know well enough that I’m a Tory, and have been one since ever I can mind, which is now nearly three quarters of a century, but why or wherefore I should have been one is really more than I can tell you. People’s principles seem to be born with them, for, God knows, I never had any interest in being a Tory. But, in these letters,...

  8. Appendix: Chronological Listing
    (pp. 343-356)
  9. Hyphenation List
    (pp. 357-357)
  10. Notes
    (pp. 358-496)
  11. Glossary
    (pp. 497-510)