CHAPTER XIII--THE MEAL MOB

After the close of the American war, I had, for various reasons of a

private nature, a wish to sequestrate myself for a time, from any very

ostensible part in public affairs. Still, however, desiring to retain a

mean of resuming my station, and of maintaining my influence in the

council, I bespoke Mr Keg to act in my place as deputy for My Lord, who

was regularly every year at this time chosen into the provostry.

This Mr Keg was a man who had made a competency by the Isle-of-Man trade,

and had come in from the laighlands, where he had been apparently in the

farming line, to live among us; but for many a day, on account of

something that happened when he was concerned in the smuggling, he kept

himself cannily aloof from all sort of town matters; deporting himself

with a most creditable sobriety; in so much, that there was at one time a

sough that Mr Pittle, the minister, our friend, had put him on the leet

for an elder. That post, however, if it was offered to him, he certainly

never accepted; but I jealouse that he took the rumour o't for a sign

that his character had ripened into an estimation among us, for he

thenceforth began to kithe more in public, and was just a patron to every

manifestation of loyalty, putting more lights in his windows in the

rejoicing nights of victory than any other body, Mr M'Creesh, the

candlemaker, and Collector Cocket, not excepted. Thus, in the fulness of

time, he was taken into the council, and no man in the whole corporation

could be said to be more zealous than he was. In respect, therefore, to

him, I had nothing to fear, so far as the interests, and, over and above

all, the loyalty of the corporation, were concerned; but something like a

quailing came over my heart, when, after the breaking up of the council

on the day of election, he seemed to shy away from me, who had been

instrumental to his advancement. However, I trow he had soon reason to

repent of that ingratitude, as I may well call it; for when the troubles

of the meal mob came upon him, I showed him that I could keep my distance

as well as my neighbours.

It was on the Friday, our market-day, that the hobleshow began, and in

the afternoon, when the farmers who had brought in their victual for sale

were loading their carts to take it home again, the price not having come

up to their expectation. All the forenoon, as the wives that went to the

meal-market, came back railing with toom pocks and basins, it might have

been foretold that the farmers would have to abate their extortion, or

that something would come o't before night. My new house and shop being

forenent the market, I had noted this, and said to Mrs Pawkie, my wife,

what I thought would be the upshot, especially when, towards the

afternoon, I observed the commonality gathering in the market-place, and

no sparing in their tongues to the farmers; so, upon her advice, I

directed Thomas Snakers to put on the shutters.

Some of the farmers were loading their carts to go home, when the schools

skailed, and all the weans came shouting to the market. Still nothing

happened, till tinkler Jean, a randy that had been with the army at the

siege of Gibraltar, and, for aught I ken, in the Americas, if no in the

Indies likewise;--she came with her meal-basin in her hand, swearing,

like a trooper, that if she didna get it filled with meal at

fifteen-pence a peck, (the farmers demanded sixteen), she would have the

fu' o't of their heart's blood; and the mob of thoughtless weans and idle

fellows, with shouts and yells, encouraged Jean, and egged her on to a

catastrophe. The corruption of the farmers was thus raised, and a young

rash lad, the son of James Dyke o' the Mount, whom Jean was blackguarding

at a dreadful rate, and upbraiding on account of some ploy he had had

with the Dalmailing session anent a bairn, in an unguarded moment lifted

his hand, and shook his neive in Jean's face, and even, as she said,

struck her. He himself swore an affidavit that he gave her only a ding

out of his way; but be this as it may, at him rushed Jean with open

mouth, and broke her timbermeal-basin on his head, as it had been an egg-

shell. Heaven only knows what next ensued; but in a jiffy the whole

market-place was as white with scattered meal as if it had been covered

with snow, and the farmers were seen flying helter skelter out at the

townhead, pursued by the mob, in a hail and whirlwind of stones and

glaur. Then the drums were heard beating to arms, and the soldiers were

seen flying to their rendezvous. I stood composedly at the dining-room

window, and was very thankful that I wasna provost in such a hurricane,

when I saw poor Mr Keg, as pale as a dish clout, running to and fro

bareheaded, with the town-officers and their halberts at his heels,

exhorting and crying till he was as hoarse as a crow, to the angry

multitude, that was raging and tossing like a sea in the market-place.

Then it was that he felt the consequence of his pridefulness towards me;

for, observing me standing in serenity at the window, he came, and in a

vehement manner cried to me for the love of heaven to come to his

assistance, and pacify the people. It would not have been proper in me

to have refused; so out I went in the very nick of time: for when I got

to the door, there was the soldiers in battle array, coming marching with

fife and drum up the gait with Major Blaze at their head, red and furious

in the face, and bent on some bloody business. The first thing I did was

to run to the major, just as he was facing the men for a "charge

bagonets" on the people, crying to him to halt; for the riot act wasna

yet read, and the murder of all that might be slain would lie at his

door; at which to hear he stood aghast, and the men halted. Then I flew

back to the provost, and I cried to him, "Read the riot act!" which some

of the mob hearing, became terrified thereat, none knowing the penalties

or consequences thereof, when backed by soldiers; and in a moment, as if

they had seen the glimpse of a terrible spirit in the air, the whole

multitude dropped the dirt and stones out of their hands, and, turning

their backs, flew into doors and closes, and were skailed before we knew

where we were. It is not to be told the laud and admiration that I got

for my ability in this business; for the major was so well pleased to

have been saved from a battle, that, at my suggestion, he wrote an

account of the whole business to the commander-in-chief, assuring him

that, but for me, and my great weight and authority in the town, nobody

could tell what the issue might have been; so that the Lord Advocate, to

whom the report was shown by the general, wrote me a letter of thanks in

the name of the government; and I, although not provost, was thus seen

and believed to be a person of the foremost note and consideration in the

town.

But although the mob was dispersed, as I have related, the consequences

did not end there; for, the week following, none of the farmers brought

in their victual; and there was a great lamentation and moaning in the

market-place when, on the Friday, not a single cart from the country was

to be seen, but only Simon Laidlaw's, with his timber caps and luggies;

and the talk was, that meal would be half-a-crown the peck. The grief,

however, of the business wasna visible till the Saturday--the wonted day

for the poor to seek their meat--when the swarm of beggars that came

forth was a sight truly calamitous. Many a decent auld woman that had

patiently eiked out the slender thread of a weary life with her wheel, in

privacy, her scant and want known only to her Maker, was seen going from

door to door with the salt tear in her e'e, and looking in the face of

the pitiful, being as yet unacquainted with the language of beggary; but

the worst sight of all was two bonny bairns, dressed in their best, of a

genteel demeanour, going from house to house like the hungry babes in the

wood: nobody kent who they were, nor whar they came from; but as I was

seeing them served myself at our door, I spoke to them, and they told me

that their mother was lying sick and ill at home. They were the orphans

of a broken merchant from Glasgow, and, with their mother, had come out

to our town the week before, without knowing where else to seek their

meat.

Mrs Pawkie, who was a tender-hearted mother herself, took in the bairns

on hearing this, and we made of them, and the same night, among our

acquaintance, we got a small sum raised to assist their mother, who

proved a very well-bred and respectable lady-like creature. When she got

better, she was persuaded to take up a school, which she kept for some

years, with credit to herself and benefit to the community, till she got

a legacy left her by a brother that died in India, the which, being some

thousands, caused her to remove into Edinburgh, for the better education

of her own children; and its seldom that legacies are so well bestowed,

for she never forgot Mrs Pawkie's kindness, and out of the fore-end of

her wealth she sent her a very handsome present. Divers matters of

elegance have come to us from her, year by year, since syne, and

regularly on the anniversary day of that sore Saturday, as the Saturday

following the meal mob was ever after called.

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