St. Ronans Well

St. Ronan's Well, by Sir Walter
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Author: Sir Walter Scott
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Standard Edition

St. Ronan's Well
By
Sir Walter Scott, Bart.
[Illustration]
With Introductory Essay and Notes
by Andrew Lang
Illustrated
Dana Estes and Company Publishers ... Boston
The Standard Edition
of the Novels and Poems of Sir Walter Scott. Limited to one thousand
numbered and registered sets, of which this is
No. 835
Copyright, 1894. BY ESTES AND LAURIAT

LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS
ST. RONAN'S WELL
VOLUME I.
PAGE Meg Dods (p. 13) Frontispiece The Meeting in the Wood 137
Preparing for the Duel 198
* * * * *
VOLUME II.

Reappearance of Tyrrel 127 Clara entering Tyrrel's Room 307

EDITOR'S INTRODUCTION
TO
ST. RONAN'S WELL.
"'St. Ronan's Well' is not so much my favourite as certain of its
predecessors," Lady Louisa Stuart wrote to Scott on March 26, 1824.
"Yet still I see the author's hand in it, et c'est tout dire. Meg Dods, the
meeting" (vol. i. chap. ix.), "and the last scene between Clara and her
brother, are marked with the true stamp, not to be matched or mistaken.
Is the Siege of Ptolemais really on the anvil?" she goes on, speaking of
the projected Crusading Tales, and obviously anxious to part company
with "St. Ronan's Well." All judgments have not agreed with Lady
Louisa's. There is a literary legend or fable according to which a
number of distinguished men, all admirers of Scott, wrote down
separately the name of their favourite Waverley novel, and all, when
the papers were compared, had written "St. Ronan's." Sydney Smith,
writing to Constable on Dec. 28, 1823, described the new story as "far
the best that has appeared for some time. Every now and then there is
some mistaken or overcharged humour--but much excellent delineation
of character, the story very well told, and the whole very interesting.
Lady Binks, the old landlady, and Touchwood are all very good. Mrs.
Blower particularly so. So are MacTurk and Lady Penelope. I wish he
would give his people better names; Sir Bingo Binks is quite
ridiculous.... The curtain should have dropped on finding Clara's glove.
Some of the serious scenes with Clara and her brother are very fine: the
knife scene masterly. In her light and gay moments Clara is very vulgar;
but Sir Walter always fails in well-bred men and women, and yet who
has seen more of both? and who, in the ordinary intercourse of society,
is better bred? Upon the whole, I call this a very successful exhibition."
We have seldom found Sydney Smith giving higher praise, and nobody
can deny the justice of the censure with which it is qualified. Scott

himself explains, in his Introduction, how, in his quest of novelty, he
invaded modern life, and the domain of Miss Austen. Unhappily he
proved by example the truth of his own opinion that he could do "the
big bow-wow strain" very well, but that it was not his celebrare
domestica facta. Unlike George Sand, Sir Walter had humour
abundantly, but, as the French writer said of herself, he was wholly
destitute of esprit.
We need not linger over definition of these qualities; but we must
recognise, in Scott, the absence of lightness of touch, of delicacy in the
small sword-play of conversation. In fencing, all should be done, the
masters tell us, with the fingers. Scott works not even with the wrist,
but with the whole arm. The two-handed sword, the old claymore, are
his weapons, not the rapier. This was plain enough in the word-combats
of Queen Mary and her lady gaoler in Loch Leven. Much more
conspicuous is the "swashing blow" in the repartee of "St. Ronan's."
The insults lavished on Lady Binks are violent and cruel; even Clara
Mowbray taunts her. Now Lady Binks is in the same parlous case as
the postmistress who dreed penance "for ante-nup," as Meg Dods says
in an interrupted harangue, and we know that, to the author's mind,
Clara Mowbray had no right to throw stones. All these jeers are
offensive to generous feeling, and in the mouth of Clara are intolerable.
Lockhart remarked in Scott a singular bluntness of the sense of smell
and