TALE I.
THE
BLACK DWARF.
CHAPTER I.
Preliminary.
Hast any philosophy in thee, Shepherd?
As You Like it.
It was a fine April morning (excepting that it had snowed hard the night before, and the ground remained covered with a dazzling mantle of six inches in depth) when two horsemen rode up to the Wallace Inn. The first was a strong, tall, powerful man, in a grey riding-coat, ha-
