Near the end of
Waverly, after Edward and Rose are
married, they agree to “spend a few days at an estate which Colonel Talbot had
been tempted to purchase in Scotland as a very great bargain” (367). It seems
after the old Scottish estates were ransacked by the English, they could acquire
them at a great discount.
Clever
Brits.
It reminds me of the white flight
– slum lord – urban decay - gentrification schemes we have seen (and are
seeing) in the States. Anyway, after Colonel Talbot partially restores Tully-Veolan,
and the Baron of Bradwardine is being shown his former ancestral home, there is
an interesting exchange between Colonel Talbot and the Baron of Bradwardine.
As the Baron surveys the grounds, and sees the
two great bears that previously adorned the gates returned to their rightful
place, he exclaims, “While I acknowledge my obligation to you for the
restoration of these images of bears as being the ancient badge of our family,
I cannot but marvel that you have no where established your own crest, Colone
Talbot, whilk is, I believe, a mastiff, anciently called a talbot” (369).
After a bit of poetry, Talbot assents that his
crest would include a dog, and follows with “if crests were to dispute precedence,
I should be apt to let them, as the proverb says, ‘fight dog, fight bear’”(369).
I found that a bit odd, or hard to make sense
of, and even stranger that our editors didn’t include a footnote to help
explain. While bears are not found in Scotland (at least not in modern times)
there are some family crests that include the rampart bear or the bear’s
head. The dog image for Talbot makes me
think of an English bulldog. The bear
could be symbolic for Scotland in a similar manner, but it isn’t as obvious to
me. That leaves us with the quote” fight
dog, fight bear.” It seems there is an old Scottish proverb “Fight dog, fight
bear; wha wins, deil care.” I think that
means who cares which wins. Deil, I’m
guessing, means the devil. The devil may
care, or nobody cares. In a few pages we
find out that Talbot has been restoring the estate for Waverly, who has purchased
it to restore to the Baron, and who [Waverly] will inherit it as he has married
the Baron’s daughter, Rose. Who
cares? It’s all good. No harm done. All the loose ends are tied up,
and the Baron even has his old drinking vessel in the shape of a bear restored
to him. A toast is made to “The
prosperity of the united houses of Waverly-Honour and Bradwardine” (374), and
likewise the jacobite lays downs with the English. The fight is over, and it seems who won doesn’t
matter. The Devil may care.
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