CHAPTER XIX

John Knox, among all the ministers who remained at Perth after the

Congregation of the Reformed had dispersed, was the only one, my

grandfather has been heard to say, that expressed no joy nor exultation

at the assurances of the Queen Regent. "We shall see, we shall see," was

all he said to those among them who gloried in the victory; adding, "But

if there is truth in the Word of God, it is not in the nature of the

Beast to do otherwise than evil," and his words of discernment and of

wisdom were soon verified.

Erskine of Dun, while he remained at Stirling, had his eyes and ears

open; and in their porches he placed for sentinels, Distrust and

Suspicion. He knew the fluctuating nature of woman; how every succeeding

wave of feeling washes away the deepest traces that are traced on the

quicksands of her unstable humours; and the danger having passed, he

jealoused that the Queen Regent would forget her terrors, and give

herself up to the headlong councils of the adversaries, whom, from her

known adherence to the Romish ritual, he justly feared she was inclined

to favour. Nor was he left long in doubt.

On the evening before the day which had been appointed for the trial, no

proclamation or other token was promulged to appease the anxiety of the

cited preachers. He, therefore, thought it needful to be prepared for

the worst; so, accordingly, he ordered his two serving-men to have his

horses in readiness forth the town in the morning, and there to abide

his orders.

Without giving any other about him the slightest inkling of what he had

conceited, he went up betimes to the castle, having learnt that the

Queen Regent was that day to hold a council. And being a man held in

great veneration by all parties, and well known to the household of the

court, he obtained access to the ante-chamber after the council was met;

and standing there, he was soon surprised by her Highness coming out,

leaning on the arm of the Lord Wintoun, and seemingly much disturbed. On

seeing him she was startled, and paused for a moment, but soon

collecting all her pride, she dropped the Lord Wintoun's arm, and walked

straight through the apartment without noticing any one, and holding

herself aloft with an air of resolute dignity.

Dun augured no good from this; but following till the Lord Wintoun had

attended her to the end of the long painted gallery, where she stopped

at the door that opened to her private apartments, he there awaited that

nobleman's return, and inquired of him if the process against the

protestant ministers had been rescinded.

"No," said Wintoun, peevishly; "the summons have been called over, and

they have not appeared, either in person or by agents."

"Say you so, my Lord?" cried Dun; "and what is the result?"

"Outlawry, for non-appearance, is pronounced against them," replied

Wintoun, haughtily, and went straight back into the council-chamber.

Dun thought it unnecessary to inquire farther; so, without making more

ado, he instanter left the castle, and, going down the town, went to the

spot where his horses stood ready, and, mounting, rode off with the

tidings to Perth, grieving sorely at the gross perfidy and sad deceit

which the Queen Regent had been so practised on, by the heads of the

papist faction, to commit.

It happened on the same day, that John Knox, who remained at Perth, a

wakeful warder on a post of peril, was moved by the Spirit of God to

preach a sermon, in which he exposed the idolatry of the mass and the

depravity of image-worship. My grandfather was present, and he often

said that preaching was an era and epoch worthy to be held in

everlasting remembrance. It took place in the Greyfriars church. There

was an understanding among the people that it was to be there; but many

fearing the monks might attempt to prevent it, a vast concourse, chiefly

men, assembled at the ordinary mass hour, and remained in the church

till the Reformer came, so that, had the friars tried to keep him out,

they could not have shut the doors.

A lane was made through the midst of the crowd to admit the preacher to

the pulpit; and when he was seen advancing, aged and feeble, and leaning

on his staff, many were moved with compassion, and doubted if it could

be the wonderful man of whom every tongue spoke. But when he had

ascended and began, he seemed to undergo a great transfiguration. His

abject mien and his sickly visage became majestic and glorious. His eyes

lightened; his countenance shone as with the radiance of a spirit that

blazed within; and his voice dirled to the heart like vehement thunder.

Sometimes he spoke to the understandings of those who heard him, of that

insane doctrine which represented the mission of the Redeemer to consist

of believing, in despite of sight, and smell, and touch, and taste, that

wafers and wine were actually the flesh and blood of a man that was

crucified, with nails driven through his feet and hands, many hundred

years ago. Then, rising into the contemplation of the divinity of the

Saviour, he trampled under the feet of his eloquence a belief so

contrary to the instincts and senses with which Infinite Wisdom has

gifted his creatures; and bursting into ecstasy at the thought of this

idolatrous invention, he called on the people to look at the images and

the effigies in the building around them, and believe, if they could,

that such things, the handy-works of carpenters and masons, were endowed

with miraculous energies far above the faculties of man. Kindling into a

still higher mood, he preached to those very images, and demanded of

them, and those they represented, to show any proof that they were

entitled to reverence. "God forgive my idolatry!" he exclaimed. "I

forget myself--these things are but stocks and stones."

Not one of all who heard him that day ever gave ear again to papistry.

When he had made an end, and retired from the church, many still

lingered, discoursing of his marvellous lecture, and among others, my

grandfather.

An imprudent priest belonging to the convent, little aware of the great

conversion which had been wrought, began to prepare for the celebration

of the mass, and a callan who was standing near, encouraged by the

contempt which some of those around expressed at this folly, jibed the

priest, and he drove him away. The boy, however, returned, and levelling

a stone at a crucifix on the altar, shattered it to pieces. In an

instant, as if caught by a whirlwind, the whole papistical trumpery was

torn down and dashed into fragments. The cry of "Down with the idols!"

became universal: hundreds on hundreds came rushing to the spot. The

magistrates and the ministers came flying to beseech order and to soothe

the multitude; but a Divine ire was upon the people, who heard no voice

but only the cry of "Down with the idols!" and their answer was, "Burn,

burn, and destroy!"

The monasteries of the Black and the Grey Friars were sacked and

rendered desolate, and the gorgeous edifice of the Carthusian monks

levelled to the ground.

So dreadful a tumult had never before been heard of within the realm.

Many of the best of the Reformed deplored the handle it would give to

the blasphemies of their foes. Even my grandfather was smitten with

consternation and grief; for he could not but think that such a temporal

outrage would be followed by a terrible temporal revenge as ruthless and

complete. Sober minds shuddered at the sudden and sacrilegious

overthrow of such venerable structures; and many that stood on the

threshold of the house of papistical bondage, and were on the point of

leaving it, retired in again, and barred the doors against the light,

and hugged their errors as blameless compared with such enormities. To

no one did the event give pleasure but to John Knox. "The work," said

he, "has been done, it is true, by the rascal multitude; but when the

nests are destroyed the rooks will fly away."

The thing, however, most considered at that time was the panic which

this intemperance would cause to the Queen Regent; and my grandfather,

seeing it had changed the complexion of his mission, resolved to return

the same evening by the Queensferry to the Lord James Stuart at

Edinburgh. For the people no sooner cooled and came to a sense of

reflection, than they discerned that they had committed a heinous

offence against the laws, and, apprehending punishment, prepared to

defend themselves.

Thus, by the irresolute and promise-breaking policy of the Queen was the

people maddened into grievous excesses, and many of those who submitted

quietly in the faith of her assurances, and had returned to their

respective homes, considered the trumpet as sounded, and began to gird

themselves for battle.

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