CHAPTER XXIX--CAPTAIN ARMOUR

In the course of these notandums, I have, here and there, touched on

divers matters that did not actually pertain to my own magisterial life,

further than as showing the temper and spirit in which different things

were brought to a bearing; and, in the same way, I will now again step

aside from the regular course of public affairs, to record an occurrence

which, at the time, excited no small wonderment and sympathy, and in

which it was confessed by many that I performed a very judicious part.

The event here spoken of, was the quartering in the town, after the

removal of that well-behaved regiment, the Argyle fencibles, the main

part of another, the name and number of which I do not now recollect; but

it was an English corps, and, like the other troops of that nation, was

not then brought into the sobriety of discipline to which the whole

British army has since been reduced, by the paternal perseverance of his

Royal Highness the Duke of York; so that, after the douce and respectful

Highlanders, we sorely felt the consequences of the outstropolous and

galravitching Englishers, who thought it no disgrace to fill themselves

as fou as pipers, and fight in the streets, and march to the church on

the Lord's day with their band of music. However, after the first

Sunday, upon a remonstrance on the immorality of such irreligious

bravery, Colonel Cavendish, the commandant, silenced the musicians.

Among the officers, there was one Captain Armour, an extraordinar well

demeaned, handsome man, who was very shy of accepting any civility from

the town gentry, and kept himself aloof from all our ploys and

entertainments, in such a manner, that the rest of the officers talked of

him, marvelling at the cause, for it was not his wont in other places.

One Sabbath, during the remembering prayer, Mr Pittle put up a few words

for criminals under sentence of death, there being two at the time in the

Ayr jail, at the which petition I happened to look at Captain Armour,

who, with the lave of the officers, were within the magistrates' loft,

and I thought he had, at the moment, a likeness to poor Jeanie Gaisling,

that was executed for the murder of her bastard bairn.

This notion at the time disturbed me very much, and one thought after

another so came into my head, that I could pay no attention to Mr Pittle,

who certainly was but a cauldrife preacher, and never more so than on

that day. In short, I was haunted with the fancy, that Captain Armour

was no other than the misfortunate lassie's poor brother, who had in so

pathetical a manner attended her and the magistrates to the scaffold;

and, what was very strange, I was not the only one in the kirk who

thought the same thing; for the resemblance, while Mr Pittle was praying,

had been observed by many; and it was the subject of discourse in my shop

on the Monday following, when the whole history of that most sorrowful

concern was again brought to mind. But, without dwelling at large on the

particularities, I need only mention, that it began to be publicly

jealoused that he was indeed the identical lad, which moved every body;

for he was a very good and gallant officer, having risen by his own

merits, and was likewise much beloved in the regiment. Nevertheless,

though his sister's sin was no fault of his, and could not impair the

worth of his well-earned character, yet some of the thoughtless young

ensigns began to draw off from him, and he was visited, in a manner, with

the disgrace of an excommunication.

Being, however, a sensible man, he bore it for a while patiently, may be

hoping that the suspicion would wear away; but my lord, with all his

retinue, coming from London to the castle for the summer, invited the

officers one day to dine with him and the countess, when the fact was

established by a very simple accident.

Captain Armour, in going up the stairs, and along the crooked old

passages of the castle, happened to notice that the colonel, who was in

the van, turned to the wrong hand, and called to him to take the other

way, which circumstance convinced all present that he was domestically

familiar with the labyrinths of the building; and the consequence was,

that, during dinner, not one of the officers spoke to him, some from

embarrassment and others from pride.

The earl perceiving their demeanour, enquired of the colonel, when they

had returned from the table to the drawing-room, as to the cause of such

a visible alienation, and Colonel Cavendish, who was much of the

gentleman, explaining it, expressing his grief that so unpleasant a

discovery had been made to the prejudice of so worthy a man, my lord was

observed to stand some time in a thoughtful posture, after which he went

and spoke in a whisper to the countess, who advised him, as her ladyship

in the sequel told me herself, to send for me, as a wary and prudent man.

Accordingly a servant was secretly dispatched express to the town on that

errand; my lord and my lady insisting on the officers staying to spend

the evening with them, which was an unusual civility at the _pro forma_

dinners at the castle.

When I arrived, the earl took me into his private library, and we had

some serious conversation about the captain's sister; and, when I had

related the circumstantialities of her end to him, he sent for the

captain, and with great tenderness, and a manner most kind and gracious,

told him what he had noticed in the conduct of the officers, offering his

mediation to appease any difference, if it was a thing that could be

done.

While my lord was speaking, the captain preserved a steady and unmoved

countenance: no one could have imagined that he was listening to any

thing but some grave generality of discourse; but when the earl offered

to mediate, his breast swelled, and his face grew like his coat, and I

saw his eyes fill with water as he turned round, to hide the grief that

could not be stifled. The passion of shame, however, lasted but for a

moment. In less time than I am in writing these heads, he was again

himself, and with a modest fortitude that was exceedingly comely, he

acknowledged who he was, adding, that he feared his blameless disgrace

entailed effects which he could not hope to remove, and therefore it was

his intention to resign his commission. The earl, however, requested

that he would do nothing rashly, and that he should first allow him to

try what could be done to convince his brother officers that it was

unworthy of them to act towards him in the way they did. His lordship

then led us to the drawing-room, on entering which, he said aloud to the

countess in a manner that could not be misunderstood, "In Captain Armour

I have discovered an old acquaintance, who by his own merits, and under

circumstances that would have sunk any man less conscious of his own

purity and worth, has raised himself, from having once been my servant,

to a rank that makes me happy to receive him as my guest."

I need not add, that this benevolence of his lordship was followed with a

most bountiful alteration towards the captain from all present, in so

much that, before the regiment was removed from the town, we had the

satisfaction of seeing him at divers of the town-ploys, where he received

every civility.

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