"A man then descended from the rocks, and desired us to follow him,

which we did, with some reluctance, more especially as we were compelled

to leave our horses below.

"'Never mind the cattle; they will be taken good care of,' said our

conductor, laying especial emphasis on the word 'good.'

"I must confess I did not feel by any means comfortable. But what was to

be done? Starvation stared us in the face, and the danger of perishing

by cold, or by falling into some of the deep ravines that lay about us,

was but too probable; so I mustered up all my courage, and followed my

unknown guide, who led me, by a very precipitous and dangerous path, to

a large cavity in the centre of the rock. My servant came last; and,

when we reached the place of our destination, we beheld a vast pile of

faggots lighted up in the middle of a prodigious vacuity. The warmth, as

you may readily suppose, was very grateful to two travellers benumbed by

cold; and, while we were standing by the fire, the guide suddenly

disappeared, but returned, some few minutes afterwards, from some

concealed part of the subterranean habitation, with above fifty armed

men.

"At such a very unexpected, not to say disagreeable, spectacle, in

circumstances otherwise sufficiently alarming, both myself and servant

felt no small degree of fear. Our trepidation was observed; and one of

the number, who seemed to have the command of the rest of the band,

addressed me to the following purport:--

"'You can be at no loss to conjecture who we are, and what our ordinary

occupation is; but you have nothing to fear; for, though we live by what

is called violence, we are not destitute of humanity. Our depredations

are never marked by cruelty, and seldom by blood; and those whom

necessity has thrown on our care have never either been treated with

barbarity or suffered to want. We extort only a little from those who

are able to spare it, and rather augment than diminish the property of

the poor. We know, alas! too well what the consequences would be were we

to fall into the hands of the rich and powerful; but we are resigned to

our fate. We can only die once, and our enemies can inflict no greater

vengeance upon us. Miserable we may be; but we have a fellow-feeling for

sufferers, and never take advantage of distress: in truth, it is from no

sordid love of gain, nor is it to pander to vicious habits or immoral

purposes, that we live in this manner. It is because we have no other

mode of support; for, after the cruelties that have been perpetrated

upon their disarmed opponents, it were in vain to expect assistance or

relief at the hands of our Hanoverian oppressors.

"'You see our quarters, and shall have every accommodation they can

afford you: and, if you can trust us, who have neither inclination nor

reason to deceive you, we give you a hearty welcome to these adamantine

abodes, and that with the most perfect sincerity. Our fare is homely but

wholesome; and our beds, though coarse, are clean. Nor be under any

concern for your horses; they too shall share our protection and

hospitality. We have no hay; but they shall not want. Stables we have

none; but can shelter them, for one night at least, from the inclemency

of the weather.'

"This address revived our courage, which was not a little augmented upon

being handed a bicker of whisky--mountain dew of the most delicious

description; at least I thought so then, and have never changed my

opinion since. Talk of the wines of Spain, or of France, or the Rhine, I

never felt from them half the delight I experienced in quaffing the

nectar of the Gael. When we had finished, a supper was laid before us

which might have provoked the appetite of an English alderman, and that

is saying a good deal. We had blackcock and ptarmigan broiled, or, as it

is called in Scotland, brandered; fine black-faced Highland mutton done

to a turn in the live ashes; and a stew of snipes and wild duck, the

aroma of which was perfectly ambrosial. I did ample justice to the good

cheer, and ate with as much coolness and self-possession as if I had

been seated in Dolly's chop-house, in place of an apparently

interminable cave surrounded by caterans; for so the Highland banditti

are termed.

"After having satisfied my craving appetite, in which example I had a

worthy imitator in the person of my servant, rest was the next thing of

which both of us stood in need. My generous host then led me to an inner

apartment in the cave, which seemed at once to be the treasury and the

magazine. There two sackfuls of heather were, by his orders, brought in

and put on end, with the flower uppermost. Then a rope was fastened

about the whole to keep it together, and on the top of each was placed a

double blanket. On this simple contrivance, which formed an exquisitely

soft and delicious couch, we laid ourselves down.

"I had some bank-notes about me, and above twenty guineas in gold,

besides a very handsome gold watch, and other trinkets of no

inconsiderable value; but, as I had given them up for lost, I made no

attempt to secrete any of them. My host, apparently divining my

suspicions, insisted upon mounting guard over us--a proposal which I

strenuously opposed; but he told me plainly that, unless he kept by me,

he would not answer for the conduct of his companions. Against this

there was no appeal; and he remained beside us, on the bare rock, all

the night.

"In the morning, we found ourselves alone with this singular being.

Everything remained as it had been the preceding evening, with this, to

us, very pleasant exception, that the band of caterans was nowhere to be

seen. Another fire of wood was speedily kindled; and, as our host told

us that, before we could reach any place of refreshment, we had to go

twenty miles and a bittick--which, being interpreted, means somewhere

about five miles more--we took the precaution to lay in a good stock of

cakes, butter, and cheese, which we washed down with a moderate quantity

of the nectar of the night preceding.

"Our repast over, we descended the circuitous path which led from the

cavern, and which one, uninitiated, might have searched for in vain;

and, at the bottom, found a lad or gilly holding our horses, which had

been well fed, and were in fine spirits. Our host then declared his

intention of putting us upon the right track, otherwise, he said, we

were sure of losing our way. I desired my servant to dismount and follow

us on foot; but this the stranger refused to allow, assigning as a

reason, that he preferred walking, and could, without the slightest

difficulty, keep up with the horses. In this way, therefore, we

proceeded nearly three miles: and, it was evident that, but for his

friendly assistance, the chances of getting out of our difficulties

would have been very problematical. At last he stopped, and said--

"'Pursue that path for half-a-mile farther, and you will enter upon the

great road, after which you can have no difficulty in journeying to the

place of your destination.

"I was quite overpowered with this kindness, and felt reluctant to part

with my new friend, without, at least, showing how much I appreciated

his services.

"'Sir,' said I, 'I am deeply affected by the whole of your conduct

towards me and my servant. I can only hope that, some day or other, I

may have it in my power to serve you. I have been treated like a prince,

when I expected, if not to have my throat cut--which I once thought was

inevitable--at least to have been robbed of everything about me. At

present I can only offer you this small remuneration, which I trust you

will accept. I am only sorry that it is not more.' As I said this, I

drew forth my purse, with the intention of giving him all the gold I had

about me, but he stayed my hand.

"'Sir!' exclaimed the unknown, 'you have seen the way in which I and my

companions live, and you may easily guess that to us gold can be no

object. I thank you for the free and liberal way in which it was

proffered; but I most respectfully beg to decline accepting it. In

serving you I merely followed a precept which I ever--though a

cateran--keep in view--to do to others as I would be done by myself. You

were in distress, and I relieved you;--there was no merit in doing what

I knew was merely my duty; and Ranald More will take no reward for

having done that which his heart told him it was right to do.'

"'Heavens!' I cried, 'are you Ranald More?'

"'I am!'

"'Why,' I rejoined; 'your name is a terror to all the country round.'

"'I know it; but what care I? Let the bloodhounds take me if they can.'

"'Are you aware that a reward is offered for your apprehension?'

"'Perfectly.'

"'Why, then, should you trust yourself alone with two armed men?'

"To show that he was perfectly regardless of fear, he merely pointed to

his claymore, and I must confess that I should not have been anxious for

a single combat, and even with the assistance of my servant, I am not

quite sure that we might not have come off second best.

"'But,' continued the cateran, 'you are a gentleman and a man of honour.

My secret is safe with you. Bid your servant ride on a few paces.' I

gave the necessary order; and when we were alone, the cateran proceeded

to narrate to me the following particulars of his life:--

"'I was born in the higher ranks of society; but circumstances, which I

need not recapitulate, reduced me to the humble condition of a peasant.

Early misfortunes compelled me to conceal my name and family, and I

enlisted as a private soldier. My conduct in the army attracted the

attention of my superiors; but I had no interest to rise higher than a

halbert, and was discharged with the regiment in which I served. When

Prince Charles landed on his native shores, I refused to join him, as I

considered myself in a manner bound, by my former services, to his

opponent. I took, therefore, no further interest in this civil broil

than to give my humble assistance to many of those persecuted men whom

the bloody mandates of the Duke of Cumberland had marked out for

destruction. In this way I have gradually collected around me a band of

gallant fellows, who are ready to follow me on any enterprise, however

desperate. It was not choice but necessity that compelled me to my

present way of life. Some day or other I shall, in all human

probability, be taken, and made an example of, to deter others from

following the like courses. I only ask, when you hear of my death--in

whatever way that may happen--that you will not forget you owed your

life to him who never took one but in the cause of his country, when he

fought for his king, and exposed his own. Farewell.'

"Then pressing my proffered hand in his, he turned away; and in a few

minutes the Highland cateran was out of sight."

"Did you never see him again, father?" inquired Edmund.

"I did; but in circumstances extremely painful; although to the last

interview I had with him I owe that portion of happiness with which

Providence was graciously pleased to bless me."

"Indeed! O father, do continue your story!"

"Well, Edmund, have patience, and you shall hear all. Time hurried on

imperceptibly; and, in a couple of years afterwards, I found myself

raised to the rank of a captain. The regiment had been ordered to

Ireland, where it remained for about a year; but the Highlands of

Scotland not being in a very settled state, it was ordered to that

kingdom; and, in the month of January, 1748, I found myself once more in

my old quarters; a circumstance far from displeasing, as I had many

friends there anxious to make me comfortable.

"The severity of Government had by this time considerably relaxed; and

as all fears of any new rebellion were at an end, an anxious endeavour

was made to reduce the restless Highlanders to some sort of order, and

put down the straggling bands of caterans that disturbed the

tranquillity of the country, and kept the proprietors in a perpetual

state of anxiety, by lifting, as it was called, their cattle, and other

predatory acts.

"Upon inquiring after my old friend, Ranald, I was told he had not been

heard of for a long time, and that it was generally supposed he had been

killed in some of his marauding expeditions.

"One individual seemed to be peculiarly obnoxious to these worthies, and

his cattle had not only been repeatedly carried off, but his granaries

had been despoiled. He had bought some of the forfeited estates at

small value, and having the misfortune--for so it was reckoned amongst

the proud Highlanders, whose pedigrees were generally as long as their

purses were short--to be a _parvenu_, his father having been a grocer in

the Luckenbooths of Edinburgh, he experienced no mercy from the

caterans, and little sympathy from the gentry in his vicinity, who

laughed at his misfortunes. To crown all, he had been a commissary in

the army of the Duke of Cumberland; and, though neither a bad man nor a

hard landlord, still his original connection with the bloody duke was a

sin not to be forgiven, and hence the reason of his peculiar

persecution.

"Irritated by a series of provoking outrages, Peter Penny, Esq., of

Glenbodle, appealed to our commander, and, as he volunteered to guide a

small detachment to the place where he had good reason to believe his

tormentors were concealed, his appeal was listened to; and, under the

charge of one of our lieutenants, a party of some twenty or thirty

soldiers proceeded to capture the caterans. As resistance was

anticipated, they were well armed, and every precaution was adopted to

prevent surprise by ambush.

"Of all this I thought nothing. Such occurrences were common; and,

usually, the objects were accomplished with no very great difficulty. In

this case, the result was different; and, although the detachment was

successful, it was only so at a great expenditure of life; for the

caterans gave battle, and were eventually subdued, after killing five of

the king's troops, and severely wounding the commander. The laird

himself escaped free; for, holding the truth of the adage, that the

better part of valour is discretion, he prudently kept in the rear, and

thus ran no other risk than a chance shot. Poor fellow, he assured

me--and I believe he spoke with perfect sincerity--that, had he imagined

so much blood was to be shed on his account, he had much rather the

caterans had stolen every animal on his estate, and carried off its

entire produce.

"The defence had been well ordered; and it required little observation

to see that the chief of the caterans was skilled in military tactics.

He fought with infinite bravery, and it was not until a great proportion

of his band was either killed or wounded that his capture was effected;

and even this would have been doubtful, had he not been weakened by loss

of blood. He was, however, brought to Inverness, with one or two of his

confederates, who had also been severely wounded. The rest retreated

safely to the fastnesses of the mountains.

"The day following, I was somewhat surprised by an intimation that one

of the captives was desirous of seeing me. I proceeded to the prison,

when I found a man lying on a heap of straw, evidently in a very

exhausted state.

"'This is kind, Captain Jardine, very kind,' he exclaimed. Then, after

pausing a minute, he proceeded, whilst a faint smile passed over his

face--'When we last met, it was in different circumstances.'

"'Gracious Providence!' I answered, 'can it be--do I see Ranald More?'

"'You see all that remains of him--a few short hours, and I shall be

beyond the reach of earthly foes. I had once hoped that better days

would have come; but they came not. I sought pardon, but it was refused;

driven back to my old courses, I am about to pay the penalty of my

sins.'

"I endeavoured to reassure him; for, in truth, I felt a sincere esteem

for him, and, personally, knew his honourable principles, and deeply

regretted that so noble a fellow should have been thrown away. I got the

best medical advice, procured a comfortable bed, and everything that

might tend to alleviate his sufferings during the brief remainder of his

days.

"He was gratified by my attentions. 'One thing consoles me,' he said: 'I

shall not die the death of a felon. You soldiers have spared me that

disgrace.'

"'Do not despond,' I rejoined; 'whilst there is life there is hope,

and----

"Here he interrupted me with--

"'No--no--no. I would not live if I could; I am weary, and need rest in

my grave. Captain,' he continued, 'you have dealt with me kindly and

considerately; would you make me your debtor still farther? I have one

request to make, which, as it does not compromise you in the smallest

degree, you will probably grant. It is to convey this ring to the only

female in this world for whom I feel regard; and tell her, that the

being she cherished when all others neglected him, died blessing her.'

"I assured him I would obey his commands, and that the ring should be

personally delivered.

"Ranald, then, as soon as cessation from pain would allow him, disclosed

his history, which was brief but painful. The son of a gentleman of an

ancient family in Northumberland, proud of his descent and large

possessions, he had formed an attachment to one of the bondagers on his

father's estate; and, in a luckless hour, crossed the Borders, and was

united to her at Lamberton--the Gretna Green of that part of the

country. The result was the ordinary one--he was disinherited, and cast

off by his father; and his wife, not matching with one of her own rank,

could not put up with her husband's ways, or reconcile herself to those

habits of propriety which were essential to her new station in society.

Unhappiness followed--poverty made him fretful and impatient; although

well educated, he would turn his attentions to no useful purpose, and in

a fit of desperation he enlisted. During his banishment from home, he

saw none of his relatives excepting his niece, then a girl of fourteen,

who loved her uncle, and used, by stealth, to bring to his humble

dwelling such articles as she thought he might fancy; and endeavoured,

so far as was in her power, to soften the severity of his situation.

"The uncle's unexpected departure did not prevent the niece showing

similar attentions to the wife; but these were soon terminated by the

demise of the latter, who died with the infant in her accouchment. For

several years after this, nothing was heard of Ranald; but the anger of

his father continued unabated.

"Quitting the army, as I formerly mentioned, he joined the caterans; and

after our interview, determined to make an effort to obtain paternal

forgiveness. He left his retreat; and one evening presented himself

suddenly before his father, who was residing at the family seat. He

threw himself on his knees, and asked pardon.

"'Go,' said his father. 'Degenerate son, disgrace not, by your presence,

the halls of your ancestors. In vain you supplicate--in vain you attempt

to move me from my fixed purposes by your assumed penitence.'

"'Have you no pity for your own offspring--for a being who, but for one

unhappy act, never caused you a moment's pain--who has ever venerated

and obeyed you?'

"No answer was returned.

"'Say you forgive me--I seek no more; and I will leave you never to

return, until my future acts have shown that I am not entirely unworthy

of the proud race from whence I have sprung.'

"The old man was silent.

"'For years a father's malison has embittered my life, and rendered me

reckless of all consequences. Your pardon will restore me to myself; and

can you refuse to grant it?'

"Still no response.

"'If not for one so unworthy as the miserable wretch before you, at

least on her account who gave me birth. Say you forgive me.'

"'Never.'

"'Father, we meet for the last time; one word would have restored your

son to happiness, and you refuse it. Farewell for ever!'

"At this moment the door opened, and a beautiful girl of twenty rushed

in, and threw herself into the old man's arms.

"'Oh, sir, do not part in anger with your son; you are so good, so kind.

I am sure you will restore him to your favour.'

"He gently disengaged her from his embrace.

"'Emily,' said he, 'you are a good girl; and on any other subject you

might be sure I would listen to your wishes; but on this point I am

immoveable; and as Reginald deliberately dissolved the tie between

father and son, I no longer recognise him as my child.'

"Saying this, he left the room.

"Emily was sadly overcome by this unexpected repulse. She knew her

grandfather's inflexibility, but imagined that the lapse of time would

have softened his resentment. Her father--the heir apparent--was then on

the Continent; and it was doubtful how far even his influence would

produce any change on the unnatural anger of his incensed parent.

"'Dear uncle, you know not how deeply I grieve at this unkind reception.

Often have I thought on you during your tedious absence, and longed to

see you again; and now when my wish is gratified, I have no home here to

offer you; but we must not part--time yet may make all right; and if you

would only take up your abode near us, I would do everything to save

you; and when my father returns, we will unite our entreaties to obtain

your pardon.'

"'Sweet girl!' replied Ranald, 'I duly appreciate your kindness; but it

is vain to contend against fate, and here I cannot--will not stay.'

"The conversation was interrupted by the entrance of a footman, who,

with some confusion and hesitation, intimated that his master wished

the strange gentleman would make his visit as short as possible. Having

delivered this message, he withdrew.

"'Emily, farewell! I have ever loved you; and your kindness in this hour

of trial shows my love was not misplaced.'

"'Do not leave me, uncle; better days will come.'

"'It is vain to urge my stay; my father shall be obeyed. Once more,

farewell!'

"His niece found his resolution immoveable. She entreated him to take

her purse; this he refused. She then placed on his finger a ring: it was

the fatal one--the cause of all his misery. The sight of it overcame

him. He wept bitterly. Clasping his niece to his arms, he said, in

faltering accents--

"'Beloved girl! this fatal testimonial shall part from me only with

death; and, when you see it again, be assured that all my earthly cares

are over.'

"He then quitted the home of his forefathers, never again to return.

After wandering about for months, necessity drove him back upon his old

companions. But he had lost his energy; and it was not until the attack

upon the caterans that he again became the Ranald More of olden times.

"The kindness and affection of his niece made a deep impression on

Ranald's mind; and his chief anxiety now was to make her acquainted with

his fate, and to let her know that he died a repentant man, in the hope

of forgiveness in 'another and a better world.'

"The night before he expired, I sat beside him. Ranald was composed. He

said--

"'Often, very often, kind friend, have I meditated, after my last

repulse, putting an end to my existence; but religion came to my aid,

and I resisted manfully the temptings of the fiend. Resignation to the

divine will, under every disappointment and affliction, is a duty we

all owe to our great Creator, and this precept of my dear mother was too

deeply implanted in my mind ever to be entirely eradicated; forgiveness

of our enemies she also inculcated; and I can say, with perfect

sincerity, that I die in peace with all mankind.'

"'Even your father?' I inquired.

"'Yes; even that cruel parent, through whose obduracy I am now a

degraded felon, is forgiven by me. But no more of this. When you see

Emily, give her my blessing. Tell her that her dying uncle had her

always in his thoughts; and that, in his last moments, he prayed for her

prosperity and happiness.'

"As he was evidently much exhausted, I entreated him not to fatigue

himself by farther conversation. The clergyman arriving, I took my

leave, and returned in the morning. He was still sensible; and the man

who had sat up with him mentioned that he had been very quiet all night,

though he apparently slept very little. When I approached the bedside,

he recognised me; and, with extreme difficulty articulated--

"'Remember!'

"I assured him that his request should be implicitly complied with. His

last words were 'Bless you!' Raising himself, he placed his wife's

marriage-ring on my finger, pressed my hand feebly, and, overcome by the

exertion, fell back on his pillow; a gentle slumber seemed gradually to

come over him, from which he never awoke.

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