complied, sent what was little better than the dregs of their inkhorns. Of these
refusals, that of Sir Walter Scott especially incensed him; and in an angry
letter which he wrote to the great minstrel on the occasion, he changed the
prefatory "`dear sir" into "damned sir," and ended with "yours with disgust,
&c." A quarrel of some weeks' standing was the consequence between the
reckless, hot-headed, but warm-hearted shepherd, and equally warm-hearted
but wiser friend and patron. At length, finding that he could not obtain
materials, or at least such as were fitted for his purpose, he resolved to create
them. With great glee he accordingly set to work to produce such an imita-
tion of each distinguished poet as might be mistaken for an original, and fro-
licked through this arduous task as if it had been capital fun. The whole
series of imitations, except a very small proportion, was written in three weeks ;
and when completed, the volume was published under the title of " The Poetic
Mirror, or Living Bards of Britain." It was so successful that the first edition
was sold in six weeks. Still, it must be owned, that it never attained the
same universal popularity as the "Rejected Addresses," notwithstanding its
superior poetical merit to the latter production. The imitation was, in most
cases, too exaggerated to pass current, so that the public lost the luxury of
being cheated. Of this he was himself partly conscious, and says, " I was led
to think that, had the imitations of Wordsworth been less a caricature, the
work might have passed, for a season at least, as the genuine productions of the
authors themselves, whose names were prefixed to the several poems."
On the year after the appearance of the "Poetic Mirror," Hogg published two volumes under the title of " Dramatic Tales." Among fcis poetical aspirations had been that of producing something for the stage ; but, in common with most candidates for such honour, he had been repelled by the difficulties of access to the green-room, so that "'sdeath I'll print it!" the only alternative of a disappointed dramatic poet, was adopted by the Shepherd. But the drama was not his forte, notwithstanding his own opinion to the contrary; and the cold reception of his plays by the reading public so incensed him, that, with the exception of an occasional idle song to beguile a leisure hour, he resolved to write poetry no more. Still, write he must, for his necessities required it, and therefore he turned to prose. Like Sir Walter Scott, he would become a novelist, and perhaps succeed as well as Sir Walter had done. He accordingly produced "The Brownie of Bodsbeck and other Tales," which was published in two volumes. Unfortunately for the "Brownie," the ground which it entered was so fully occupied by "Old Mortality," that there was little chance of its obtaining fair play, even had its merits been greater than they were; and although it advocated the cause of the aspersed Covenanters, it was regarded after all as a humble and unsuccessful imitation of the "Great Unknown," who was then in the ascendency. Hogg, in his own vindication, has told us that the "Brownie of Bodsbeck" was written considerably prior to the publication of "Old Mortality," and might have appeared a year before the latter, but for the obstinacy of the publisher, whose taste it did not happen to suit.
The next attempt of Hogg was to collect the "Jacobite Relics of Scotland" for publication, a measure which had been proposed to the Highland Society of London, by its noble chairman, the Duke of Sussex. Of his quest on this new tract, Sir Walter Scott thus writes in one of his letters: "Hogg is here, busy with his Jacobite songs. I wish he may get handsomely through, for he is profoundly ignorant of history, and it is an awkward thing to read, in order that
