CHAPTER XX.--ADVENTURES IN THE SPORTING LINE.

A fig for them by law protected,

Liberty's a glorious feast;

Courts for cowards were erected,

Churches built to please the priest.

_Jolly Beggars_.

Wi' cauk and keel I'll win your bread,

And spindles and whorles for them wha need,

Whilk is a gentle trade indeed,

To carry the Gaberlunzie on.

I'll bow my leg and crook my knee,

And draw a black clout owre my ee,

A cripple or blind they will ca' me,

While we shall be merry and sing.

KING JAMES V.

The situation of me and my family at this time affords an example of the

truth of the old proverb, that "ae evil never comes its lane;" being no

sooner quit of our dread concerning the burning, than we were doomed by

Providence to undergo the disaster of the rookery of our hen-house. I

believe I have mentioned the number of our stock--to wit, a cock and

seven hens, eight in all; but I neglected, on account of their size, or

somehow overlooked, the two bantams, than which two more neat or

curiouser-looking creatures were not to be seen in the whole

country-side. The hennie was quite a conceit of a thing, and laid an egg

not muckle bigger than my thimble; while, for its size, the bit he-ane

was, for spirit in the fechting line, a perfect wee deevil incarnate.

Most fortunately for my family in this matter, it so happened that, by

paying in half-a-crown a-year, I was a regular member of a society for

prosecuting all whom it might concern, that dabbled with foul fingers in

the sinful and lawless trade of thievery, breaking the eighth commandment

at no allowance, and drawing on their heads not only the passing

punishments of this world, by way of banishment to Botany Bay, or hanging

at the Luckenbooths, but the threatened vengeance of one that will last

for ever and ever.

Accordingly, putting on my hat about nine o'clock, or thereabouts, when

the breakfast things were removing from the bit table, I poppit out, in

the first and foremost instance, to take a vizzy of the depredation the

flames had made in our neighbourhood. Losh keep us all, what a spectacle

of wreck and ruination! The roof was clean off and away, as if a

thunderbolt from heaven had knocked it down through the two floors,

carrying every thing before it like a perfect whirlwind. Nought were

standing but black, bare walls, a perfect picture of desolation; some

with the bit pictures on nails still hanging up where the rooms were

like; and others with old coats hanging on pins; and empty bottles in

boles, and so on. Indeed, Jacob Glowr, who was standing by my side with

his specs on, could see as plain as a pikestaff, a tea-kettle still on

the fire, in the hearth-place of one of the gable garrets, where Miss

Jenny Withershins lived, but happened luckily, at the era of the

conflagration, to be away to Prestonpans, on a visit to some of her far-

away cousins, providentially for her safety, grievously, at that very

time, smitten with the sciatics.

Having satisfied my eyes with a daylight view of the terrible

devastation, I went away leisurely up the street with my hands in my

breeches-pockets, comparing the scene in my mind with the downfall of

Babylon the Great, and Sodom and Gomorrah, and Tyre and Sidon, and

Jerusalem, and all the lave of the great towns that had fallen to decay,

according to the foretelling of the sacred prophets, until I came to the

door of Donald Gleig, the head of the Thief Society, to whom I related,

from beginning to end, the whole business of the hen-stealing. 'Od he

was a mettle bodie of a creature; far north, Aberdeen-awa like, and

looking at two sides of a halfpenny; but, to give the devil his due, in

this instance he behaved to me like a gentleman. Not only did Donald

send through the drum in the course of half an hour, offering a reward

for the apprehension of the offenders of three guineas, names concealed,

but he got a warrant granted to Francie Deep, the sherry-officer, to make

search in the houses of several suspicious persons.

The reward offered by tuck of drum failed, nobody making application to

the crier; but the search succeeded; as, after turning every thing topsy-

turvy, the feathers were found in a bag, in the house of an old woman of

vile character, who contrived to make out a way of living by hiring beds

at twopence a-night to Eirish travellers--South-country packmen--sturdy

beggars, men and women, and weans of them--Yetholm tinklers--wooden-legged

sailors without Chelsea pensions--dumb spaewomen--keepers of wild-beast

shows--dancing-dog folk--spunk-makers, and suchlike pickpockets. The

thing was as plain as the loof of my hand; for, besides great suspicion,

what was more, was the finding the head of the muffed hen, to which I

could have sworn, lying in a bye-corner; the body itself not being so

kenspeckle in its disjasket state--as it hung twirling in a string by its

legs before the fire, all buttered over with swine's seam, and half

roasted.

After some little ado, and having called in two men that were passing to

help us to take them prisoners, in case of their being refractory, we

carried them by the lug and the horn before a justice of peace.

Except the fact of the stolen goods being found in their possession, it

so chanced, ye observe, that we had no other sort of evidence whatsoever;

but we took care to examine them one at a time, the one not hearing what

the other said; so, by dint of cross-questioning by one who well knew how

to bring fire out of flint, we soon made the guilty convict themselves,

and brought the transaction home to two wauf-looking fellows that we had

got smoking in a corner. From the speerings that were put to them during

their examination, it was found that they tried to make a way of doing by

swindling folks at fairs by the game of the garter. Indeed, it was

stupid of me not to recognise their faces at first sight, having observed

both of them loitering about our back bounds the afternoon before; and

one of them, the tall one with the red head and fustian jacket, having

been in my shop in the fore part of the night, about the gloaming like,

asking me as a favour for a yard or two of spare runds, or selvages.

I have aye heard that seeing is believing; and that youth might take a

warning from the punishment that sooner or later is ever tacked to the

tail of crime, I took Benjie and Mungo to hear the trial; and two more

rueful faces than they put on, when they looked at the culprits, were

never seen since Adam was a boy. It was far different with the two

Eirishers, who showed themselves so hardened by a long course of sin and

misery, that, instead of abasing themselves in the face of a magistrate,

they scarcely almost gave a civil answer to a single question which was

speered at them. Howsoever, they paid for that at a heavy ransom, as ye

shall hear by and by.

Having been kept all night in the cold tolbooth on bread and water,

without either coal or candle to warm their toes, or let them see what

they were doing, they were harled out amid an immense crowd of young and

old, more especially wives and weans, at eleven o'clock on the next

forenoon, to the endurance of a punishment which ought to have afflicted

them almost as muckle as that of death itself.

When the key of the jail door was thrawn, and the two loons brought out,

there was a bumming of wonder, and maybe sorrow, among the terrible

crowd, to see fellow-creatures so left alone to themselves as to have

robbed an honest man's hen-house at the dead hour of night, when a fire

was bleezing next door, and the howl of desolation soughing over the town

like a visible judgment. One of them, as I said before, had a red pow

and a foraging cap, with a black napkin roppined round his weasand; a

jean jacket with six pockets, and square tails; a velveteen waistcoat

with plated buttons; corduroy breeches buttoned at the knees; rig-and-fur

stockings; and heavy, clanking wooden clogs. The other, who was little

and round-shouldered, with a bull neck and bushy black whiskers, just

like a shoebrush stuck to each cheek of his head, as if he had been a

travelling agent for Macassar, had on a low-crowned, plated beaver hat,

with the end of a peacock's feather stuck in the band; a long-tailed old

black coat, as brown as a berry, and as bare as my loof, to say nothing

of being out at both elbows. His trowsers, I dare say, had once been

nankeen; but as they did not appear to have seen the washing-tub for a

season or two, it would be rash to give any decided opinion on that head.

In short, they were two awful-like raggamuffins.

Women, however, are aye sympathizing and merciful; so, as I was standing

among the crowd, as they came down the tolbooth stair, chained together

by the cuffs of the coat, one said, "Wae's me! what a weel-faur'd fellow,

wi' the red head, to be found guilty of stealing folk's hen-houses."--And

another one said, "Hech, sirs! what a bonny blackaviced man that little

ane is, to be paraded through the strees for a warld's wonder!" But I

said nothing, knowing the thing was just, and a wholesome example;

holding Benjie on my shoulder to see the poukit hens tied about their

necks like keeking-glasses. But, puh! the fellows did not give one pinch

of snuff; so off they set, and in this manner were drummed through the

bounds of the parish, a constable walking at each side of them with

Lochaber axes, and the town-drummer row-de-dowing the thief's march at

their backs. It was a humbling sight.

My heart was sorrowful, notwithstanding the ills they had done me and

mine, by the nefarious pillaging of our hen-house, to see two human

creatures, of the same flesh and blood as myself, undergoing the

righteous sentence of the law, in a manner so degrading to themselves,

and so pitiful to all that beheld them. But, nevertheless, considering

what they had done, they neither deserved, nor did they seem to care for

commiseration, holding up their brazen faces as if they had been taking a

pleasure walk for the benefit of their health, and the poukit hens, that

dangled before them, ornaments of their bravery. The whole crowd, young

and old, followed them from one end of the town to the other, liking to

ding one another over, so anxious were they to get a sight of what was

going on; but when they came to the gate-end, they stopped and gave the

ne'er-do-weels three cheers. What think you did the ne'er-do-weels do in

return? Fie shame! they took off their old scrapers and gave a huzza

too; clapping their hands behind them, in a manner as deplorable to

relate as it was shocking to behold.

Their chains--the things, ye know, that held their cuffs together--were

by this time taken off, along with the poukit hens, which I fancy the

town-offishers took home and cooked for their dinner; so they shook hands

with the drummer, wishing him a good-day and a pleasant walk home,

brushing away on the road to Edinburgh, where their wives and weans, who

had no doubt made a good supper on the spuilzie of the hens, had gone

away before, maybe to have something comfortable for their arrival, their

walk being likely to give them an appetite.

Had they taken away all the rest of the hens, and only left the bantams,

on which they must have found but desperate little eating, and the muffed

one, I would have cared less; it being from several circumstances a pet

one in the family, having been brought in a blackbird's cage by the

carrier from Lauder, from my wife's mother, in a present to Benjie on his

birth-day. The creature almost grat himself blind, when he heard of our

having seen it roasting in a string by the legs before the fire, and

found its bonny muffed head in a corner.

But let alone likings, the callant was otherwise a loser in its death,

she having regularly laid a caller egg to him every morning, which he got

along with his tea and bread, to the no small benefit of his health,

being, as I have taken occasion to remark before, far from being

robusteous in the constitution. I am sure I know one thing, and that is,

that I would have willingly given the louns a crown-piece to have

preserved it alive, hen though it was of my own; but no--the bloody deed

was over and done, before we were aware that the poor thing's life was

sacrificed.

The names of the two Eirishers were John Dochart and Dennis Flint, both,

according to their own deponement, from the county of Tipperary; and weel-

a-wat the place has no great credit in producing two such bairns. Often,

after that, did I look through that part of the Advertizer newspapers,

that has a list of all the accidents, and so on, just above the births,

marriages, and deaths, which I liked to read regularly. Howsoever, it

was two years before I discovered their names again, having it seems,

during a great part of that period, lived under the forged name of Alias;

and I saw that they were both shipped off at Leith, for transportation to

some country called the Hulks, for being habit and repute thieves, and

for having made a practice of coining bad silver. The thing, however,

that condemned them, was for having knocked down a drunk man, in a

beastly state of intoxication, on the King's highway in broad daylight;

and having robbed him of his hat, wig, and neckcloth, an upper and under

vest, a coat and great-coat, a pair of Hessian boots which he had on his

legs, a silver watch with four brass seals and a key, besides a snuff-box

made of box-wood, with an invisible hinge, one of the Lawrencekirk breed,

a pair of specs, some odd halfpennies, and a Camperdown pocket-napkin.

But of all months of the year--or maybe, indeed, of my blessed

lifetime--this one was the most adventurous. It seemed, indeed, as if

some especial curse of Providence hung over the canny town of Dalkeith;

and that, like the great cities of the plain, we were at long and last to

be burnt up from the face of the earth with a shower of fire and

brimstone.

Just three days after the drumming of the two Eirish ne'er-do-weels, a

deaf and dumb woman came in prophesying at our back door, offering to

spae fortunes. She was tall and thin, an unco witch-looking creature,

with a runkled brow, sunburnt haffits, and two sharp piercing eyes, like

a hawk's, whose glance went through ye like the cut and thrust of a two-

edged sword. On her head she had a tawdry brownish black bonnet, that

had not improved from two three years' tholing of sun and wind; a thin

rag of a grey duffle mantle was thrown over her shoulders, below which

was a checked shortgown of gingham stripe, and a green glazed manco

petticoat. Her shoon were terrible bauchles, and her grey worsted

stockings, to hide the holes in them, were all dragooned down about her

heels. On the whole, she was rather, I must confess, an out-of-the-way

creature; and though I had not muckle faith in these bodies that pretend

to see further through a millstone than their neighbours, I somehow or

other, taking pity on her miserable condition, being still a

fellow-creature, though plain in the lugs, had not the heart to huff her

out; more by token, as Nanse, Benjie, and the new prentice Mungo, had by

this time got round me, all dying to know what grand fortunes waited them

in the years of their after pilgrimage. Sinful creatures that we are!

not content with the insight into its ways that Providence affords us,

but diving beyond our deeps, only to flounder into the whirlpools of

error. Is it not clear, that had it been for our good, all things would

have been revealed to us; and is it not as clear, that not a wink of

sound sleep would we ever have got, had all the ills that have crossed

our paths been ranged up before our een, like great black towering

mountains of darkness? How could we have found contentment in our goods

and gear, if we saw them melting from us next year like snow from a dyke;

how could we sit down on the elbow-chair of ease, could we see the

misfortunes that may make next week a black one; or how could we look a

kind friend in the face without tears, could we see him, ere a month

maybe was gone, lying streiked beneath his winding-sheet, his eyes closed

for evermore, and his mirth hushed to an awful silence! No, no, let us

rest content that Heaven decrees what is best for us: let us do our duty

as men and Christians, and every thing, both here and hereafter, will

work together for our good.

Having taken a piece of chalk out of her big, greasy, leather pouch, she

wrote down on the table, "Your wife, your son, and your prentice." This

was rather curious, and every one of them, a wee thunderstruck like,

cried out as they held up their hands, "Losh me! did onybody ever see or

hear tell of the like o' that? She's no canny!"--It was gey droll, I

thought; and I was aware from the Witch of Endor, and sundry mentions in

the Old Testament, that things out of the course of nature have more than

once been permitted to happen; so I reckoned it but right to give the

poor woman a fair hearing, as she deserved.

"Oh!" said Nanse to me, "ye ken our Benjie's eight year auld; see if she

kens; ask her how old he is."

I had scarcely written down the question, when she wrote beneath it, "The

bonny laddie, your only son, is eight year old: He'll be an admiral yet."

"An admiral!" said his mother; "that's gey and extraordinar. I never

kenned he had ony inkling for the seafaring line; and I thought, Mansie,

you intended bringing him up to your ain trade. But, howsoever, ye're

wrong ye see. I tell't ye he wad either make a spoon or spoil a horn. I

tell't ye, ower and ower again, that he would be either something or

naething; what think ye o' that noo?--See if she kens that Mungo comes

from the country; and where the Lammermoor hills is."

When I had put down the question, in a jiffie she wrote down beside it,

"That boy comes from the high green hills, and his name is Mungo."

Dog on it! this astonished us more and more, and fairly bamboozled my

understanding; as I thought there surely must be some league and paction

with the Old One; but the further in the deeper. She then pointed to my

wife, writing down, "Your name is Nancy"--and turning to me, as she made

some dumbie signs, she chalked down, "Your name is Mansie Wauch, that

saved the precious life of an old bedridden woman from the fire; and will

soon get a lottery ticket of twenty thousand pounds."

Knowing the truth of the rest of what she had said, I could not help

jumping on the floor with joy, and seeing that she was up to every thing,

as plain as if it had happened in her presence. The good news set us all

a skipping like young lambs, my wife and the laddies clapping their hands

as if they had found a fiddle; so, jealousing they might lose their

discretion in their mirth, I turned round to the three, holding up my

hand, and saying, "In the name o' Gudeness, dinna mention this to ony

leeving sowl; as, mind ye, I havena taken out the ticket yet. The doing

so might not only set them to the sinful envying of our good fortune, as

forbidden in the tenth commandment, but might lead away ourselves to be

gutting our fish before we get them."

"Mind then," said Nanse, "about your promise to me, concerning the silk

gown, and the pair"--

"Wheesht, wheesht, gudewifie," answered I. "There's a braw time coming.

We must not be in ower great a hurry."

I then bade the woman sit down by the ingle cheek, and our wife to give

her a piece of cold beef, and a shave of bread, besides twopence out of

my own pocket. Some, on hearing siccan sums mentioned, would have

immediately struck work, but, even in the height of my grand

expectations, I did not forget the old saying, that "a bird in the hand

is worth two in the bush;" and being thrang with a pair of leggins for

Eben Bowsie, I brushed away ben to the workshop, thinking the woman, or

witch, or whatever she was, would have more freedom and pleasure in

eating by herself.--That she had, I am now bound to say by experience.

Two days after, when we were sitting at our comfortable four-hours, in

came little Benjie, running out of breath--just at the individual moment

of time my wife and me were jeering one another, about how we would

behave when we came to be grand ladies and gentlemen, keeping a flunkie

maybe--to tell us, that when he was playing at the bools, on the

plainstones before the old kirk, he had seen the deaf and dumb spaewife

harled away to the tolbooth, for stealing a pair of trowsers that were

hanging drying on a tow in Juden Elshinder's back close. I could

scarcely credit the callant, though I knew he would not tell a lie for

sixpence; and I said to him, "Now be sure, Benjie, before ye speak. The

tongue is a dangerous weapon, and apt to bring folk into trouble--it

might be another woman."

It was real cleverality in the callant. He said, "Ay, faither, but it

was her; and she contrived to bring herself into trouble without a tongue

at a'."

I could not help laughing at this, it showed Benjie to be such a genius;

so he said,

"Ye needna laugh, faither; for it's as true's death it was her. Do you

think I didna ken in a minute our cheese-toaster, that used to hing

beside the kitchen fire; and that the sherry-offisher took out frae

beneath her grey cloak?"

The smile went off Nanse's cheek like lightning, and she said it could

not be true; but she would go to the kitchen to see. I'fegs it was too

true; for she never came back to tell the contrary.

This was really and truly a terrible business, but the truth for all

that; the cheese-toaster casting up not an hour after, in the hands of

Daniel Search, to whom I gave a dram. The loss of the tin cheese-toaster

would have been a trifle, especially as it was broken in the handle--but

this was an awful blow to the truth of the thieving dumbie's grand

prophecy. Nevertheless, it seemed at the time gey puzzling to me, to

think how a deaf and dumb woman, unless she had some wonderful gift,

could have told us what she did.

On the next day, the Friday, I think, that story was also made as clear

as daylight to us; for being banished out of the town as a common thief

and vagabond, down on the Musselburgh road, by order of a justice of the

peace, it was the bounden duty of Daniel Search and Geordie Sharp to see

her safe past the kennel, the length of Smeaton. They then tried to make

her understand by writing on the wall, that if ever again she was seen or

heard tell of in the town, she would be banished to Botany Bay; but she

had a great fight, it seems, to make out Daniel's bad spelling, he having

been very ill yedicated, and no deacon at the pen.

Howsoever, they got her to understand their meaning, by giving her a

shove forward by the shoulders, and aye pointing down to Inveresk.

Thinking she did not hear them, they then took upon themselves the

liberty of calling her some ill names, and bade her good-day as a bad

one. But she was upsides with them for acting, in that respect, above

their commission; for she wheeled round again to them, and, snapping her

fingers at their noses, gave a curse, and bade them go home for a couple

of dirty Scotch vermin.

The two men were perfectly dumfoundered at hearing the tongue-tied wife

speaking as good English as themselves; and could not help stopping to

look after her for a long way on the road, as every now and then she

stuck one of her arms a-kimbo in her side, and gave a dance round in the

whirling-jig way, louping like daft, and lilting like a grey-lintie. From

her way of speaking, they also saw immediately that she too was an

Eirisher.--They must be a bonny family when they are all at home.

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