CHAPTER I.

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Wilson's

Tales of the Borders

AND OF SCOTLAND.

HISTORICAL, TRADITIONARY, & IMAGINATIVE.

WITH A GLOSSARY.

REVISED BY

ALEXANDER LEIGHTON,

_One of the Original Editors and Contributors._

VOL. XX.

LONDON:

WALTER SCOTT, 14 PATERNOSTER SQUARE,

AND NEWCASTLE-UPON-TYNE.

1884.

CONTENTS.

THE DOMINIE OF ST FILLAN'S, (_Alexander Leighton_) 1

SAYINGS AND DOINGS OF PETER PATERSON, (_John Mackay Wilson_) 34

THE HEROINE: A LEGEND OF THE CANONGATE, (_Alexander Leighton_) 66

THE BARLEY BANNOCK, (_Alexander Campbell_) 93

GLEANINGS OF THE COVENANT, (_Professor Thomas Gillespie_)--

xx. JOHN GOVAN'S NARRATIVE 111

xxi. "OLD BLUNTIE" 120

xxii. THOMAS HARKNESS OF LOCKERBEN 124

xxiii. THE SHOES REVERSED 132

THE LOST HEIR OF THE HOUSE OF ELPHINSTONE, (_Rev. G. Thomson_) 143

TRIALS AND TRIUMPHS, (_John Mackay Wilson_) 194

THE MISER OF NEWABBEY, (_Alexander Leighton_) 226

THE SEA SKIRMISH, (_Anon._) 258

WILSON'S

TALES OF THE BORDERS,

AND OF SCOTLAND.

THE DOMINIE OF ST FILLAN'S.

CHAPTER I.

PLEASANT REMINISCENCES OF MY FATHER.

It is now about twenty years sin' I first raised my voice in the desk o'

the kirk o' St Fillan's, in the parish o' that name, and He wha out o'

the mouths o' babes and sucklins did ordain praise, hath never thought

meet, by means o' ony catarrh, cynanche, quinsy, toothache, or lock-jaw,

to close up my mouth, and prevent me frae leadin the congregation in a

clear, melodious strain, to the worship o' the Chief Musician. When I

was ordained session clerk, schoolmaster, and precentor, I had already

passed about thirty years o' my pilgrimage; yet filled wi' Latin and

Greek, till my _pia mater_ was absolutely like to burst, I had,

notwithstanding, nae trade by the hand. The reason was this. My father,

who had been for forty years sexton o' the parish, had seen, wi' an e'e

lang practised in searchin for traces o' death in the faces o'

parishioners--for the labourer maun live by his hire, and the merchant

by his customers, "and thou shalt eat the labour of thine hands"--a

pleasant leucophlegmatic tinge about the gills o' Jedediah Cameron, my

predecessor in the three offices already mentioned. Weel, as the

husbandman in dry weather, when his fields are parched, and his braird

thin and weak, watches the clouds that contain rain--mair precious to

him than the ointment that ran down upon the beard, even Aaron's dry

beard--my guid father watched the dropsical signs or indications in

Jedediah's face, daily and hourly, in the fair and legitimate hope o'

gettin the aridity o' my starvin condition quenched and satisfied. He

was an argute sexton, and had learned, in his younger days, some

smatterin o' Latin, though I never could ascertain that he retained more

of the humane lear, than the twa proverbs, "_Vita mortalium

brevis_," "Life is short," which comes originally frae Homer;

and "_Pecuniae obediunt omnia_," which comes frae the sixth chapter

o' Ecclesiastes--"Money answereth all things."

But my father was never contented wi' his ain _prognosis_. His ain ee

for death was as gleg as that o' the hawk for its quarry; but the

glegness wasna a mere junction or combination o' a keen and praiseworthy

desire to live, and a lang experience o' lookin for death in ithers; he

had science to guide him; he knew a' the Latin names comprehended in Dr

Cullen's "Nosology;" an' Buchan's "Domestic Medicine" was scarcely ever

out o' his hands, except when there was a spade in them. I hae the auld,

thumed, and faulded, and marked copy o' our domestic AEsculapius yet;

and, as I look at the store from which he used to draw the lore that

enabled him to see, as if by a kind o' necromantic divination, a guid

lucrative death, though still lodged in the wame o' futurity, I canna

but drap a tear to the memory o' ane wha toiled sae hard for the sake o'

his son. But I examine the book, sometimes, in a mair philosophic

way--to mark the train o' my auld parent's mind, as he had perused his

text-book; for it was his practice, when he saw ony o' the parishioners

exhibiting favourable symptoms--such as a hard, dry cough, puffed legs,

white liver lips, or even some o' the mair dubious indications, such as

a pale cheek, spare body, drooping head, difficulty in walking, morbid

appetite, or bulimia, the _delirium tremens_ o' dram-drinkers, the

yellow o' the white o' the ee o' hypochondriacs, and the like--to search

in Buchan for the diseases portended by thae appearances, and, when he

was sure he had caught them, to draw a pencil stroke along the margin

opposite to the pleasantest parts o' the doctor's descriptions. I never

saw mony marks opposite the common and innocuous complaints--_cholica_,

or pain in the stamach; _catarrhs_, or cauld; _arthritis_, or gout;

_rheumatismus_, or rheumatism; _odontalgia_, or toothache; and sae

forth: thae were beneath his notice. Neither did I ever observe ony

marks o' attention to what are called prophylactics, or remedies, to

prevent diseases comin on: thae nostrums he plainly despised. But, sae

far as I could discover, he had a very marked abhorrence o' what the

doctors ca' therapeutics, or means and processes o' curin diseases, and

keepin awa death; and as for what are denominated _specifics_, or

infallible remedies, he wouldna hear o' them ava--showin his despite o'

them by the exclamation--"Psha!" scribbled with contemptuous haste on

the margin. The soul and marrow o' the book to the guid man--bless

him!--were the mortal symptoms--the _facies Hippocraticus_, the

Hippocratic face; the _raucitus mortis_, or rattle in the throat;

_subsultus tendinum_, or twitching o' the hands and fingers; the glazing

o' the ee, and the stoppin o' the breath, and the like o' thae serious

signs and appearances. A strong, determined stroke o' the pencil marked

his attention to and interest in the Doctor's touchin account o' thae

turns o' the spindle wharby the thread o' our existence is wound up for

ever. It may be easily and safely supposed, that the melancholy words,

descriptive o' the oncome o' the grim tyrant himsel--"_and death closes

the tragic scene_"--sae touchingly and feelingly introduced by the

eloquent author werena lost on my respectit parent.

Guid man as he was, however, (I shall return presently to his study o'

my predecessor's dropsy,) it is painfu for his son to hae to say that,

though very generally respectit by people when they were in health and

prosperity, he hadna the same veneration extended to him by the same

individuals when they fell into disease. But though rejectin his visits,

sae lang as a patient was in life and capable o' bein benefited by his

lively manners, the breath was nae sooner out o' the body, than he was

sent for, ye might almost say by express. It is some consolation to me,

that my parent was far abune shewin resentment at conduct sae

contradictory and offensive. In place o' bein angry when invited to the

house o' a dead patient, from which he had been expelled during his

illness, he uniformly appeared well pleased--repairin, wi' the greatest

good humour, to the residence o' the deceased, and disdainin to exhibit

the slightest indication o' pique or anger. There are some men wha brak

the prophet's command--"Rejoice not over thy greatest enemy being dead,

but remember that we die all;" but I can safely and upon my honour and

parole say, that my parent shewed nae greater signs o' happiness on the

death o' an enemy than he did on the death o' a friend. A man has a

pleasure in statin thae things o' a father.

These early associations hae a charm about them that's very apt to lead

a person off his direct road; "_Patriae fumus igne alieno

luculentior_"--the very smoke o' our father's fireside is clearer than

anither's flame. How bright, then, maun the virtue and honour o' a

father and mother appear to a dutiful and affectionate son! I was

stating, at the time when I was seduced into that pleasant episode, that

my father kept up a daily inspection o' the leucophlegmatic face o' my

predecessor, Jedediah Cameron; comparing, with, the greatest diligence,

the aqueous symptoms there discernible, with the description given by

his oracle, Dr Buchan; and, as his hopes strengthened, edging me, by

slow degrees, into the dominie's desk, and the schoolmaster's chair o'

authority, as the friendly and gratuitous assistant o' the dying man.

But my father had mair sense than to trust, entirely and allenarly, in

an affair o' sae gigantic importance, to ony dead authority. He was at

the heels o' Dr Dennistoun, our parish physician, as often as that

worthy man would permit his approach; and it was sometimes said, though

in a jocular way--and nae man likes a joke better than I do--that he

consulted the doctor as the farmer does the barometer, with a view to a

guid crop. But, were this even _vero verius, certo certius_, how could

my parent be blamed for being industrious? Unless ye thresh and grind,

ye hae little chance o' a dinner--"_Ni purgas et molas, non comedes_;"

an auld saying o' Diogenianus, particularly applicable to my father, who

had to support, by his industry, an idle sou--_bos in stabulo_--long,

bare-boned, ill-filled up, as hungry and voracious as a Cyclops, and

never weel-dined but on the day o' a dead-chack. I might blame my

respectable parent for consulting Dr Dennistoun about expected deaths

and burials, if mortals could avoid ony o' the twa; but we hae nae

Elijahs in thae days, "to be taken up in a whirlwind of fire, and in a

chariot of fiery horses." Death comes to a'--_mors omnibus communis_;

and Jedediah Cameron--bless him!--had nae chance o' bein made an

exception; otherwise my lank wame and lean cheeks stood a puir chance o'

bein sae weel filled up as they afterwards came to be, when I held his

three offices.

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