Chapter 29 BLUEBELL'S DEBUT IN THE OLD COUNTRY.

Says "Be content my lovely May,

For" thou shalt be my bride.

With her yellow hair, that glittered fair,

She dried the trickling tear,

And sighed the name of Branxholm's heir,

The youth that she loved dear.

Scott.

Next morning Bluebell rose early, and wrote out an advertisement, in which she described herself, more truthfully, t