NOV. 4.]

It had been customary for the Scottish universities to receive

students who had, through misbehaviour, become fugitives from other

seats of learning; and now, as a natural consequence, it was found

that the native youth at the university of Edinburgh, presuming on

impunity for any improprieties they might commit, or a resource in

case of punishment being attempted, ‘has ta’en and takes the bauldness

to misknow the principal and regents, and to debord in all kind of

uncomely behaviour and insolencies, no wise seemly in the persons

of students and scholars.’ The Privy Council therefore issued a

strict order forbidding the reception of fugitive students into the

universities.--_P. C. R._

The Privy Council was at this time obliged to renew former acts against

_Night-walkers_ of the city of Edinburgh--namely, idle and debauched

persons who went about the streets during the night, in the indulgence

of wild humours, and sometimes committing heinous crimes. If it be

borne in mind that there was at that time no system of lighting for the

streets of the city, but that after twilight all was sunk in Cimmerian

darkness, saving for the occasional light of the moon and stars, the

reader will be the better able to appreciate the state of things

revealed by this public act.

Reference is made to ‘sundry idle and deboshit persons, partly

strangers, who, debording in all kind of excess, riot, and drunkenness

... commit sundry enormities upon his majesty’s peaceable and guid

subjects, not sparing the ordinar officers of the burgh, who are

appointit to watch the streets of the same--of whom lately some has

been cruelly and unmercifully slain, and others left for deid.’ The

Council ordered that no persons of any estate whatsoever presume

hereafter to remain on the streets ‘after the ringing of the ten-hour

bell at night.’ The magistrates were also ordained to appoint some

persons to guard the streets, and apprehend all whom they might find

there after the hour stated.--_P. C. R._

* * * * *

[Sidenote: 1612.]

In this year there happened a strife between the Earl of Caithness on

the one side, and Sir Robert Gordon of Gordonston and Donald Mackay on

the other, highly illustrative of a state of things when law had only

asserted a partial predominancy over barbarism.

[Sidenote: 1612.]

One Arthur Smith, a native of Banff, had been in trouble for coining so

long ago as 1599, when his man actually suffered death for that crime.

He himself contrived to escape justice, by making a lock of peculiarly

fine device, by which he gained favour with the king. Entering into the

service of the Earl of Caithness, he lived for seven or eight years,

working diligently, in a recess called the Gote, under Castle Sinclair,

on the rocky coast of that northern district. If we are to believe Sir

Robert Gordon, the enemy of the Earl of Caithness, there was a secret

passage from his lordship’s bedroom into the Gote, where Smith was

often heard working by night, and at last Caithness, Sutherland, and

Orkney were found full of false coin, both silver and gold. On Sir

Robert’s representation of the case, a commission was given to him by

the Privy Council to apprehend Smith and bring him to Edinburgh.

While the execution of this was pending, one William MacAngus MacRorie,

a noted freebooter, was committed to Castle Sinclair, and there bound

in fetters. Contriving to shift off his irons, William got to the

walls of the castle, and jumping from them down into the sea which

dashes on the rocks at a great depth below, swam safely ashore, and

escaped into Strathnaver. There an attempt was made by the Sinclairs

to seize him; but he eluded them, and they only could lay hold of one

Angus Herriach, whom they believed to have assisted the culprit in

making his escape. This man being taken to Castle Sinclair without

warrant, and there confined, Mackay was brought into the field to

rescue his man--for so Angus was--and Caithness was forced to give him

up.

[Sidenote: MAY.]

The coiner Smith was living quietly in the town of Thurso, under the

protection of the Earl of Caithness, when a party of Gordons and

Mackays came to execute the commission for apprehending him. They had

seized the fellow, with a quantity of false money he had about him,

and were making off, when a set of Sinclairs, headed by the earl’s

nephew, John Sinclair of Stirkoke, came to the rescue with a backing

of town’s-people, and a deadly conflict took place in the streets.

Stirkoke was slain, his brother severely wounded, and the rescuing

party beat back. During the tumult, Smith was coolly put to death, lest

he should by any chance escape. The invading party were then allowed

to retire without further molestation. ‘The Earl of Caithness was

exceedingly grieved for the slaughter of his nephew, and was _much more

vexed_ that such a disgraceful contempt, as he thought, should have

been offered to him in the heart of his own country, and in his chief

town; the like whereof had not been enterprised against him or his

predecessors.’

[Sidenote: 1612.]

The strife is now transferred in partially legal form to Edinburgh,

where the parties had counter-actions against each other before the

Privy Council. Why the word _partially_ is here used, will appear from

Sir Robert Gordon’s account of the procedure. ‘Both parties did come

to Edinburgh at the appointed day, where they did assemble all their

friends. There were with the Earl of Caithness and his son Berriedale,

the Lord Gray, the Laird of Roslin, the Laird of Cowdenknowes (the

earl’s sister’s son), the Lairds of Murkle and Greenland (the earl’s

two brethren); these were the chief men of their company. There were

with Sir Robert Gordon and Donald Mackay, the Earl of Winton and his

brother the Earl of Eglintoun, with all their followers; the Earl of

Linlithgow, with the Livingstones; the Lord Elphinstone, with his

friends; the Lord Forbes, with his friends; Sir John Stewart, captain

of Dumbarton (the Duke of Lennox’s bastard son); the Lord Balfour;

the Laird of Lairg Mackay in Galloway; the Laird of Foulis, with the

Monroes; the Laird of Duffus; divers of the surname of Gordon ...

with sundry other gentlemen of name too long to set down. The Earl

of Caithness was much grieved that neither the Earl of Sutherland in

person, nor Hutcheon Mackay, were present. It galled him to the heart

to be thus overmatched, as he said, by seconds and children; for so

it pleased him to call his adversaries. Thus, both parties went weel

accompanied to the council-house from their lodgings; but few were

suffered to go in when the parties were called before the Council.’

* * * * *

[Sidenote: JUNE.]

[Sidenote: 1612.]

All of these friends had, of course, come to see justice done to their

respective principals--that is, to outbrave each other in forcing

a favourable decision as far as possible. What followed is equally

characteristic. While the Council was endeavouring to exact security

from the several parties for their keeping the peace, both sent off

private friends to the king to give him a favourable impression of

their cases. ‘The king, in his wisdom, considering how much this

controversy might hinder and endamage the peace and quietness of his

realm in the parts where they did live, happening between persons

powerful in their own countries, and strong in parties and alliances,

did write thrice very effectually to the Privy Council, _to take up

this matter from the rigour of law and justice unto the decision and

mediation of friends_.’ The Council acted accordingly, but not without

great difficulty. While the matter was pending, Lord Gordon, son of

the Marquis of Huntly, happened to come to Edinburgh from court;

and his friends, having access to him, were believed by the Earl of

Caithness to have given him a favourable view of their case against

himself. ‘So, late in the evening, the Lord Gordon coming from his own

lodging, accompanied with Sir Alexander Gordon and sundry others of the

Sutherland men, met the Earl of Caithness and his company upon the High

Street, between the Cross and the Tron. At the first sight, they fell

to jostling and talking; then to drawing of swords. Friends assembled

speedily on all hands. Sir Robert Gordon and Mackay, with the rest of

the company, came presently to them; but the Earl of Caithness, after

some blows, given and received, perceiving that he could not make his

part good, left the street, and retired to his lodging; and if the

darkness of the night had not favoured him, he had not escaped so. The

Lord Gordon, taking this broil very highly, was not satisfied that the

Earl of Caithness had given him place, and departed; but, moreover, he,

with all his company, crossed thrice the Earl of Caithness his lodging,

thereby to provoke him to come forth; but perceiving no appearance

thereof, he retired himself to his own lodging. The next day, the Earl

of Caithness and the Lord Gordon were called before the Lords of the

Privy Council, and reconciled in their presence.’

It was not till several years later that these troubles came to an end.

* * * * *

[Sidenote: MAR. 28.]

Proceeding upon the principle that the smallest trait of industrial

enterprise forms an interesting variety on the too ample details of

barbarism here calling to be recorded, I remark with pleasure a letter

of the king of this date, agreeing to the proposal lately brought

before him by a Fleming--namely, to set up a work for the making of

‘brinston, vitreall, and allome,’ in Scotland, on condition that he

received a privilege excluding rivalry for the space of thirteen years.

About the same time, one Archibald Campbell obtained a privilege to

induce him ‘to bring in strangers to make red herrings.’ In June 1613,

he petitioned that the king would grant him, by way of pension for

his further encouragement, the fourteen lasts of herrings yearly paid

to his majesty by the Earl of Argyle, ‘as the duty of the tack of the

assize of herrings of those parts set to him,’ being of the value of

£38 yearly.--_M. S. P._

* * * * *

[Sidenote: MAR. 29.]

[Sidenote: 1612.]

Some of the principal Border gentlemen--Scott of Harden, Scott of

Tushielaw, Scott of Stirkfield, Gladstones of Cocklaw, Elliot of

Falnash, and others--had a meeting at Jedburgh, with a view to making a

final and decisive effort for stopping that system of blood and robbery

by which the land had been so long harassed, even to the causing of

several valuable lands to be left altogether desolate. They entered

into a sort of bond, declaring their abhorrence of all the ordinary

violences, and agreeing thenceforth to shew no countenance to any

lawless persons, but to stand firm with the government in putting them

down. Even where the culprits were their own dependents or tenants,

they were to take part in bringing them to justice, and, if they fled,

were to deprive them of their ‘tacks and steedings,’ and ‘put in other

persons to occupy the same.’ Should any fail to act in this way, or

to pursue culprits to justice, they agreed that a share of guilt

should lie with that person. This bond seems to have been executed

with the concurrence of the state-officers, and more especially under

encouragement from the king, who, they say, had shewn his anxiety

every way ‘for the suppressing of that infamous byke[342] of lawless

limmers.’[343]

* * * * *

[Sidenote: MAR. APR.]

The Presbyterian historian of this period notes, that ‘in the months of

March and April fell forth prodigious works and rare accidents. A cow

brought forth fourteen great dog-whelps, instead of calves. Another,

after the calving, became stark mad, so that the owner was forced to

slay her. A dead bairn was found in her belly. A third brought forth a

calf with two heads. One of the Earl of Argyle’s servants being sick,

vomited two toads and a serpent, and so convalesced; but after[wards]

vomited a number of little toads. A man beside Glasgow murdered both

his father and mother. A young man going at the plough near Kirkliston,

killeth his own son accidentally with the throwing of a stone, goeth

home and hangeth himself. His wife, lately delivered of a child,

running out of the house to seek her husband, a sow had eaten her

child.’--_Cal._ It is curious thus to see what a former age was capable

of believing. The circumstances here related regarding the first

two cows are now known to be impossibilities; and no such relation,

accordingly, could move one step beyond the mouths of the vulgar with

whom it originated. Yet it found a place in the work of a learned

church historian of the seventeenth century.

* * * * *

[Sidenote: JUNE.]

There was at this time an ‘extraordinary drowth, whilk is likely to

burn up and destroy the corns and fruits of the ground.’ On this

account, a fast was ordered at Aberdeen.--_A. K. S. R._ In September,

and for some months after, there are notices of ‘great dearth of

victual,’ doubtless the consequence of this drouth. ‘The victual at ten

pound the boll.’--_Chron. Perth._

* * * * *

[Sidenote: JULY 28.]

[Sidenote: 1612.]

Gregor Beg Macgregor, and nine others of his unhappy clan, were

tried for sundry acts of robbery, oppression, and murder; and being

all found guilty, were sentenced to be hanged on the Burgh-moor of

Edinburgh.--_Pit._ The relics of the broken Clan Gregor lived at

this time a wild predaceous life on the borders of the lowlands of

Perthshire--a fearful problem to the authorities of the country, from

the king downward. One called Robin Abroch, from the nativity of his

father (Lochaber), stood prominently out as a clever chief of banditti,

being reported, says Sir Thomas Hamilton, king’s advocate, as ‘the

most bluidy murderer and oppressor of all that damned race, and most

terrible to all the honest men of the country.’[344] In a memoir of the

contemporary Earl of Perth occurs an anecdote of Robin, which, though

somewhat obscure, speaks precisely of the style of events which modern

times have seen in the Abruzzi and the fastnesses of the Apennines. The

incident seems to have occurred in 1611.

‘In the meantime, some dozen of the Clan Gregor came within the _laigh_

of the country--Robin Abroch, Patrick M‘Inchater, and Gregor Gair,

being chiefs. This Abroch sent to my chamberlain, David Drummond,

desiring to speak to him. After conference, Robin Abroch, for reasons

known to himself, alleging his comrades and followers were to betray

him, was contented to take the advantage, and let them fall into the

hands of justice. The plot was cunningly contrived, and six of that

number were killed on the ground where I, with certain friends, was

present; three were taken, and one escaped, by Robin and his man.

This execution raised great speeches in the country, and made many

acknowledge that these troubles were put to ane end, wherewith King

James himself was well pleased for the time.’[345] We nevertheless find

the king’s advocate soon after desiring of the king that, for the sake

of public peace, he would withdraw a certain measure of protection he

had extended to Robin, and replace him under the same restrictions as

had been prescribed to the rest of his clan.

* * * * *

In this year, a large body of troops was levied in Scotland in a

clandestine manner for the service of the king of Sweden, in his

unsuccessful war with Christian IV. of Denmark. As the king of Great

Britain was brother-in-law of the latter monarch, this illegal levying

of troops was an act of the greater presumption. The Privy Council

fulminated edicts against the proceedings as most obnoxious to the

king,[346] but without effect. One George Sinclair--a natural brother

of the Earl of Caithness, and who, if we are to believe Sir Robert

Gordon (an enemy), had stained himself by a participation in the

treacherous rendition of Lord Maxwell--sailed with nine hundred men,

whom he had raised in the extreme north.

[Sidenote: 1612.]

The successful course of the king of Denmark’s arms had at this time

closed up the ordinary and most ready access to Sweden at Gottenburg,

and along the adjacent coast. A Colonel Munckhaven, in bringing a large

levy of mercenaries from the Netherlands in the spring of 1612, had

consequently been obliged to take the riskful step of passing through

Norway, then a portion of the dominions of the Danish monarch. The

greater part of his soldiery entered the Trondiem Fiord, landed at

Stordalen, and proceeded through the mountainous regions of Jempteland

towards Stockholm, where they arrived in time to save it from the

threats of the Danish fleet.[347]

Colonel Sinclair resolved to take a similar course; but he was

less fortunate. Landing in Romsdalen, he was proceeding across

Gulbrandsdalen, and had entered a narrow pass at Kringelen, utterly

unsuspicious of the presence of an enemy, when he fell into a dire

ambuscade formed by the peasantry. Even when aware that a hostile

party had assembled, he was craftily beguiled on by the appearance of

a handful of rustic marksmen on the opposite side of the river, whose

irregular firing he despised, till his column had arrived at the most

difficult part of the pass. The boors then appeared amongst the rocks

above him, in front and in rear, closing up every channel of egress.

Sinclair fell early in the conflict. The most of his party were either

cut off by the marksmen, or dashed to pieces by huge rocks tumbled

down from above. Of the nine hundred, but sixty were spared. These

were taken as prisoners to the houses of various boors, who, however,

soon tired of keeping them. It is stated that the wretched Scots were

brought together one day in a large meadow, and there murdered in cold

blood. Only one escaped.

The Norwegians celebrated this affair in a vaunting ballad, and,

strange to say, still look back upon the destruction of Sinclair’s

party as a glorious achievement. In the pass of Kringelen, there is

a tablet bearing an inscription to the following purport: ‘Here lies

Colonel Sinclair, who, with nine hundred Scotsmen, was dashed to

pieces like clay-pots by three hundred boors of Lessöe, Vaage, and

Froen. Berdon Segelstadt of Ringeböe was the leader of the boors.’ In

a peasant’s house near by were shewn to me, in 1849, a few relics of

the poor Caithness-men--a matchlock or two, a broadsword, a couple of

powder-flasks, and the wooden part of a drum.

* * * * *

[Sidenote: 1613.]

After the treacherous slaughter of the Laird of Johnston in 1608,

Lord Maxwell was so hotly prosecuted by the state-officers, as to be

compelled to leave his country. His _Good-night_, a pathetic ballad, in

which he takes leave of his lady and friends, is printed in the _Border

Minstrelsy_: afterwards, he returned to Scotland, but could not shew

himself in public. A succession of skulking adventures ended in his

being treacherously given up to justice by his relative, the Earl of

Caithness; and he was, without loss of time, beheaded at the Cross of

Edinburgh--the sole noble victim to justice out of many of his order

who, during the preceding thirty years, had deserved such a fate.

[Sidenote: MAY 21.]

When informed by the magistrates of the city that they had got orders

for his execution, he professed submission to the will of God and the

king, but declined the attendance of any ministers, as he adhered to

the ancient religion. ‘It being foreseen by the bailies and others

that gif he sould at his death enter in any discourse of that subject

before the people, it might breed offence and sclander, he was desirit,

and yielded to bind himself by promise, to forbear at his death all

mention of his particular opinion of religion, except the profession

of Christianity; which he sinsyne repented, as he declared to the

bailies, when they were bringing him to the scaffold.’ On the scaffold,

the unfortunate noble expressed his hope that the king would restore

the family inheritance to his brother. He likewise ‘asked forgiveness

of the Laird of Johnston, his mother, grandmother, and friends,

acknowledging the wrong and harm done to them, with protestation that

it was without dishonour for the worldly part of it.... Then he retired

himself near the block, and made his prayers to God; which being ended,

he took leave of his friends and of the bailies of the town, and,

suffering his eyes to be covered with ane handkerchief, offered his

head to the axe.’[348]

Thus at length ended the feud between the Johnstons and Maxwells,

after, as has been remarked, causing the deaths of two chiefs of each

house.

* * * * *

[Sidenote: AUG.]

[Sidenote: 1613.]

Edward Lord Bruce of Kinloss lost his life in a duel fought near

Bergen-op-zoom with Sir Edward Sackville, afterwards Earl of Dorset.

They were gay young men, living a life of pleasure in London, and in

good friendship with each other, when some occurrence, arising out of

their pleasures, divided them in an irremediable quarrel. Clarendon

states that on Sackville’s part the cause was ‘unwarrantable.’ Lord

Kinloss, in his challenge, reveals to us that they had shaken hands

after the first offence, but with this remarkable expression on his

own part, that he reserved the heart for a truer reconciliation.

Afterwards, in France, Kinloss learned that Sackville spoke injuriously

of him, and immediately wrote to propose a hostile meeting. ‘Be

master,’ he said, ‘of your own weapons and time; the place wheresoever

I will wait on you. By doing this, you will shorten revenge, and clear

the idle opinion the world hath of both our worths.’

Sackville received this letter at his father-in-law’s house, in

Derbyshire, and he lost no time in establishing himself, with his

friend, Sir John Heidon, at Tergoso, in Zealand, where he wrote to Lord

Kinloss, that he would wait for his arrival. The other immediately

proceeded thither, accompanied by an English gentleman named Crawford,

who was to act as his second; also by a surgeon and a servant.

They met, accompanied by their respective friends, at a spot near

Bergen-op-Zoom, ‘where but a village divides the States’ territories

from the archduke’s ... to the end that, having ended, he that could,

might presently exempt himself from the justice of the country by

retiring into the dominion not offended.’

In the preliminary arrangements, some humane articles were agreed

upon, probably by the influence of the seconds; but, if we are to

believe Sir Edward Sackville, Lord Kinloss, in choosing his adversary’s

weapon, expressed some blood-thirsty sentiments, that gave him reason

to hope for little mercy if he should be the vanquished party. Being

on his part incensed by these unworthy expressions, he, though heavy

with a recent dinner, hurried on the combat. To follow his remarkable

narrative:[349]

[Sidenote: 1613.]

‘I being verily mad with anger [that] the Lord Bruce should thirst

after my life with a kind of assuredness, seeing I had come so far

and heedlessly to give him leave to regain his lost reputation, bade

him alight, which with all willingness he quickly granted; and there,

in a meadow ankle-deep in water at the least, bidding farewell to

our doublets, in our shirts began to charge each other; having afore

commanded our surgeons to withdraw themselves a pretty distance from

us, conjuring them besides, as they respected our favours or their own

safeties, not to stir, but suffer us to execute our pleasures; we being

fully resolved (God forgive us!) to despatch each other by what means

we could. I made a thrust at my enemy, but was short, and in drawing

back my arm, I received a great wound thereon, which I interpreted as

a reward for my short-shooting; but, in revenge, I pressed in to him,

though I then missed him also, and then received a wound in my right

pap, which passed level through my body, and almost to my back. And

there we wrestled for the two greatest and dearest prizes we could

ever expect trial for--honour and life; in which struggling, my hand,

having but an ordinary glove on it, lost one of her servants, though

the meanest, which hung by a skin.... At last, breathless, yet keeping

our holds, there passed on both sides propositions of quitting each

other’s swords; but when amity was dead, confidence could not live,

and who should quit first, was the question; which on neither part

either would perform, and restriving again afresh, with a kick and a

wrench together, I freed my long captivated weapon; which incontinently

levying at his throat, being master still of his, I demanded if he

would ask his life, or yield his sword; both which, though in that

imminent danger, he bravely denied to do. Myself being wounded, and

feeling loss of blood, having three conduits running on me, which

began to make me faint, and he courageously persisting not to accord

to either of my propositions, through remembrance of his former bloody

desire, and feeling of my present state, I struck at his heart, but

with his avoiding missed my aim, yet passed through the body, and

drawing out my sword, repassed it again through another place, when he

cried: “O, I am slain!” seconding his speech with all the force he had

to cast me; but being too weak, after I had defended his assault, I

easily became master of him, laying him on his back, when, being upon

him, I redemanded if he would request his life; but it seemed he prized

it not at so dear a rate to be beholden for it, bravely replying, “he

scorned it.” Which answer of his was so noble and worthy, as I protest

I could not find in my heart to offer him any more violence; only

keeping him down, until at length his surgeon, afar off, cried out, “he

would immediately die if his wounds were not stopped.” Whereupon, I

asked if he desired his surgeon should come, which he accepted of; and

so being drawn away, I never offered to take his sword, accounting it

inhuman to rob a dead man, for so I held him to be. This thus ended,

I retired to my surgeon, in whose arms, after I had remained a while

for want of blood, I lost my sight, and withal, as I then thought, my

life also. But strong water and his diligence quickly recovered me,

when I escaped a great danger. For my lord’s surgeon, when nobody

dreamt of it, came full at me with his lord’s sword; and had not mine,

with my sword, interposed himself, I had been slain by those base

hands; although my Lord Bruce, weltering in his blood, and past all

expectation of life, comformable to all his former carriage, which was

undoubtedly noble, cried out: “Rascal, hold thy hand!”’

Thus miserably, a victim of passion, died a young nobleman who might

otherwise have lived a long and useful life. Being childless, his title

and estates went to his next brother, Thomas. Through what means it

came about, we cannot tell, but possibly it might be in consequence

of some recollection of a well-known circumstance in the history of a

former great man of his family, King Robert Bruce, the heart of Edward

Lord Kinloss was enclosed in a silver case, brought to Scotland, and

deposited in the abbey-church of Culross, near the family seat. The

tale of the _Silver Heart_ had faded into a family tradition of a

very obscure character, when, in 1808, this sad relic was discovered,

bearing on the exterior the name of the unfortunate duellist, and

containing what was believed to be the remains of a human heart. It was

again deposited in its original place, with an inscription calculated

to make the matter clear to posterity. The Bruce motto, FUIMUS, is also

seen on the wall, conveying to the visitor an indescribable feeling of

melancholy, as he reflects on the stormy passion which once swelled the

organ now resting within, and the wild details of that deadly quarrel

of days long gone by.

[Illustration: Silver Heart in Culross Abbey-church.]

[Sidenote: 1613.]

‘The unfortunate Lord Bruce saw distinctly the figure or impression of

a mort-head, on the looking-glass in his chamber, that very morning he

set out for the fatal place of rendezvous, where he lost his life in a

duel; and asked of some that stood by him if they observed that strange

appearance: which they answered in the negative. His remains were

interred at Bergen-op-Zoom, over which a monument was erected, with the

emblem of a looking-glass impressed with a mort-head, to perpetuate

the surprising representation which seemed to indicate his approaching

untimely end. I had this narration from a field-officer, whose honour

and candour is beyond suspicion, as he had it from General Stuart in

the Dutch service. The monument stood entire for a long time, until it

was partly defaced when that strong place was reduced by the weakness

or treachery of Cronstrom, the governor.’--_Theophilus Insulanus’s

Treatise on the Second-Sight._ 1763.

* * * * *

[Sidenote: SEP. 11.]

Robert Philip, a priest, returned from Rome in the summer of this

year, and performed mass in sundry places in a clandestine manner, but

with the proper dresses, utensils, and observances. One James Stewart,

living at the Nether Bow Port in Edinburgh, commonly called _James

of Jerusalem_--a noted papist and resetter of seminary priests--was

accustomed to have this condemned ceremonial performed in his house,

in presence of a small company. Both men were now tried for these

offences; and two days after, a third, John Logan, portioner of

Restalrig, was also put to an assize, for being one of the audience at

Stewart’s house. One cannot, in these days of tolerance, read without

a strange sense of uncouthness, the solemn expressions of horror

employed in the dittays of the king’s advocate against the offenders,

being precisely the same expressions which were used against heinous

offences of a more tangible nature. Philip and Stewart were condemned

to banishment,[350] and Logan, in as far as he expressed penitence and

shewed that he had since conformed to the kirk, and even borne office

in the session, was let off with a fine of one thousand pounds!

* * * * *

[Sidenote: DEC. 1.]

[Sidenote: 1613.]

Robert Erskine, brother of the lately deceased Laird of Dun, in

Forfarshire, was put upon trial for an offence that recalls the

tale of the Babes in the Wood. To open the succession to himself,

he formed the resolution to put away his two nephews, John and

Alexander Erskine, minors, and for this purpose consulted with his

three sisters, Isobel, Annas, and Helen. These women, readily entering

into his views, attempted to bribe a servant to engage a witch for

the purpose of destroying the two boys; but the man’s virtue was

proof to the temptation. Annas and Helen then made a journey across

the Cairn-a-mount to a place called the Muir-alehouse, where dwelt

a noted witch called Janet Irving. From her they came back, bearing

certain deadly herbs fitted for their purpose, and gave these to their

brother. He, doubtful of the efficacy of the herbs, went himself to

the witch, to get full assurance on that point; and, finding reason to

believe that they could destroy the two boys, lost no time in making an

infusion of them in ale, which he administered to his victims in the

house of their mother at Montrose. The effect was not immediate; but it

inflicted the most horrible torments upon the poor youths, one of whom,

after _dwining_ for three years, died, uttering, just before death,

these affecting words: ‘Wo is me! that ever I had right of succession

to ony lands or living, for, gif I had been born some poor cotter’s

son, I had not been sae demeaned [treated], nor sic wicked practices

had been plotted against me for my lands!’ The other remained without

hope of recovery at the time of the trial.

Robert Erskine was found guilty and condemned to be beheaded. His

sisters were tried June 22, 1614, for their share of the guilt, and

also condemned to death, which two of them suffered. Helen alone, as

being less guilty and more penitent than the rest, had her sentence

commuted to banishment. The case must have been felt as deeply

afflicting by the friends of the Presbyterian cause, as these wretched

victims of the mean passion of avarice were the great-grandchildren of

the venerated reformer, John Erskine of Dun.--_Pit._

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[Sidenote: 1613(?)]

One John Stercovius, a Pole, had come into Scotland in the dress of

his country, which exciting much vulgar attention, he was hooted at on

the streets, and treated altogether so ill, that he was forced to make

an abrupt retreat. The poor man, returning full of wounded feelings

to his own country, published a _Legend of Reproaches_ against the

Scottish nation--‘ane infamous book against all estates of persons

in this kingdom.’--_P. C. R._ It will now be scarcely believed, in

Scotland or elsewhere, that King James, hearing of this libel, employed

Patrick Gordon, a foreign agent--himself a man of letters--to raise a

prosecution against Stercovius in his own country, and had the power

to cause the unhappy libeller to be beheaded for his offence! The

affair cost six thousand merles, and a convention of burghs was called

(December 3, 1613), to consider means of raising this sum by taxation.

This mode of raising the money having failed, the king made an effort

to obtain aid for the payment of the money from the English resident in

the town of Danzig--with what result does not appear. It is a notable

circumstance, that while James was on the whole a mild administrator

of justice, he was unrelenting towards satirists, and the grossest

judicial cruelties of his reign are against men who had been in one way

or another contumelious towards himself.

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[Sidenote: 1613.

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