Some account of John Duke of Argyll and his family

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binger. As the ladies consulted together about their
packages, on a rumour of the Queen's going i-aidilenly
to Windsor, " Well ! for my part," said Jenny, " I
shan't trouble myself — must not the Scavenger take care
of us maids of honour ? "
This was her situation, when John Duke of Argyll
arrived from the Continent with all his blushing honours
thick upon him, and a military reputation inferior to
Marlborough's alone. Trained under King William, who
gave him a Dutch regiment before he was seventeen, he
had passed his life either in the field or in transacting
the public business of Scotland, and mingled with
London society rarely, only in the intervals between
his campaigns. By this means he was a sight, an object
of curiosity, to many of the company at a crowded draw-
ing-room on the Queen's birthday, where he made his
appearance newly invested with the garter, the admired
hero of the hour. Lady Mary Wortley says that women
see men with their ears. He might have gained by
being so seen ; but he had likewise everything to
attract and charm the eye — personal beauty, an expres-
sive countenance, a commanding air, and the most easy,
engaging gracefulness of manner. My mother, who was
unborn at the time, and could not have known him till
five-and-twenty years after it, described him as, even
then, one of the finest-looking men she ever beheld, as
well as the most pleasing ; and Lady Betty Mackenzie
used to affirm that my brother Charles (of whose beauty
you have heard the fame) was his very picture.
Thus much premised, you will not wonder that he