They took us down from the hill to the highroad a little north of Linton village, where I was dumped on the ground, my legs untied8, and my hands strapped9 to a stirrup leather. The women were given a country cart to ride in, and the men, including Muckle John, had to run each by a trooper's leg. The girl on the sorrel had gone, and so had the maid Janet, for I could not see her among the dishevelled wretches10 in the cart. The thought of that girl filled me with bitter animosity. She must have known that I was none of Gib's company, for had I not risked my life at the muzzle11 of his pistol? I had taken her part as bravely as I knew how, but she had left me to be dragged to Edinburgh without a word. Women had never come much my way, but I had a boy's distrust of the sex; and as I plodded13 along the highroad, with every now and then a cuff14 from a trooper's fist to cheer me, I had hard thoughts of their heartlessness.
We were a pitiful company as, in the bright autumn sun, we came in by the village of Liberton, to where the reek15 of Edinburgh rose straight into the windless weather. The women in the cart kept up a continual lamenting16, and Muckle John, who walked between two dragoons with his hands tied to the saddle of each, so that he looked like a crucified malefactor17, polluted the air with hideous18 profanities. He cursed everything in nature and beyond it, and no amount of clouts20 on the head would stem the torrent21. Sometimes he would fall to howling like a wolf, and folk ran to their cottage doors to see the portent22. Groups of children followed us from every wayside clachan, so that we gave great entertainment to the dwellers23 in Lothian that day. The thing infuriated the dragoons, for it made them a laughing-stock, and the sins of Gib were visited upon the more silent prisoners. We were hurried along at a cruel pace, so that I had often to run to avoid the dragging at my wrists, and behind us bumped the cart full of wailful24 women. I was sick from fatigue25 and lack of food, and the South Port of Edinburgh was a welcome sight to me. Welcome, and yet shameful, for I feared at any moment to see the face of a companion in the jeering26 crowd that lined the causeway. I thought miserably27 of my pleasant lodgings28 in the Bow, where my landlady29, Mistress Macvittie, would be looking at the boxes the Lanark carrier had brought, and be wondering what had become of their master. I saw no light for myself in the business. My father's ill-repute with the Government would tell heavily in my disfavour, and it was beyond doubt that I had assaulted a dragoon. There was nothing before me but the plantations30 or a long spell in some noisome31 prison.
The women were sent to the House of Correction to be whipped and dismissed, for there was little against them but foolishness; all except one, a virago32 called Isobel Bone, who was herded33 with the men. The Canongate Tolbooth was our portion, the darkest and foulest35 of the city prisons; and presently I found myself forced through a gateway36 and up a narrow staircase, into a little chamber37 in which a score of beings were already penned. A small unglazed window with iron bars high up on one wall gave us such light and air as was going, but the place reeked38 with human breathing, and smelled as rank as a kennel39. I have a delicate nose, and I could not but believe on my entrance that an hour of such a hole would be the death of me. Soon the darkness came, and we were given a tallow dip in a horn lantern hung on a nail to light us to food. Such food I had never dreamed of. There was a big iron basin of some kind of broth40, made, as I judged, from offal, from which we drank in pannikins; and with it were hunks of mildewed41 rye-bread. One mouthful sickened me, and I preferred to fast. The behaviour of the other prisoners was most seemly, but not so that of my company. They scrambled42 for the stuff like pigs round a trough, and the woman Isobel threatened with her nails any one who would prevent her. I was black ashamed to enter prison with such a crew, and withdrew myself as far distant as the chamber allowed me.
I had no better task than to look round me at those who had tenanted the place before our coming. There were three women, decent-looking bodies, who talked low in whispers and knitted. The men were mostly countryfolk, culled43, as I could tell by their speech, from the west country, whose only fault, no doubt, was that they had attended some field-preaching. One old man, a minister by his dress, sat apart on a stone bench, and with closed eyes communed with himself. I ventured to address him, for in that horrid44 place he had a welcome air of sobriety and sense.
Muckle John, who was now reciting gibberish in a corner.
"So that is the man Gib," he said musingly46. "I have heard tell of him, for he was a thorn in the flesh of blessed Mr. Cargill. Often have I heard him repeat how he went to Gib in the moors47 to reason with him in the Lord's name, and got nothing but a mouthful of devilish blasphemies48. He is without doubt a child of Belial, as much as any proud persecutor49. Woe50 is the Kirk, when her foes51 shall be of her own household, for it is with the words of the Gospel that he seeks to overthrow53 the Gospel work. And how is it with you, my son? Do you seek to add your testimony54 to the sweet savour which now ascends55 from moors, mosses56, peat-bogs, closes, kennels57, prisons, dungeons58, ay, and scaffolds in this distressed59 land of Scotland? You have not told me your name."
When he heard it he asked for my father, whom he had known in old days at Edinburgh College. Then he inquired into my religious condition with so much fatherly consideration that I could take no offence, but told him honestly that I was little of a partisan60, finding it hard enough to keep my own feet from temptation without judging others. "I am weary," I said, "of all covenants61 and resolutions and excommunications and the constraining63 of men's conscience either by Government or sectaries. Some day, and I pray that it may be soon, both sides will be dead of their wounds, and there will arise in Scotland men who will preach peace and tolerance64, and heal the grievously irritated sores of this land."
He sighed as he heard me. "I fear you are still far from grace, lad," he said. "You are shaping for a Laodicean, of whom there are many in these latter times. I do not know. It may be that God wills that the Laodiceans have their day, for the fires of our noble covenant62 have flamed too smokily. Yet those fires die not, and sometime they will kindle65 up, purified and strengthened, and will burn the trash and stubble and warm God's feckless people."
He was so old and gentle that I had no heart for disputation, and could only beseech66 his blessing67. This he gave me and turned once more to his devotions. I was very weary, my head was splitting with the foul34 air of the place, and I would fain have got me to sleep. Some dirty straw had been laid round the walls of the room for the prisoners to lie on, and I found a neuk close by the minister's side.
But sleep was impossible, for Muckle John got another fit of cursing He stood up by the door with his eyes blazing like a wild-cat's, and delivered what he called his "testimony." His voice had been used to shout orders on shipboard, and not one of us could stop his ears against it. Never have I heard such a medley68 of profane69 nonsense. He cursed the man Charles Stuart, and every councillor by name; he cursed the Persecutors, from his Highness of York down to one Welch of Borrowstoneness, who had been the means of his first imprisonment70; he cursed the indulged and tolerated ministers; and he cursed every man of the hill-folk whose name he could remember. He testified against all dues and cesses, against all customs and excises71, taxes and burdens; against beer and ale and wines and tobacco; against mumming and peep-shows and dancing, and every sort of play; against Christmas and Easter and Pentecost and Hogmanay. Then most nobly did he embark72 on theology. He made short work of hell and shorter work of heaven. He raved73 against idolaters of the Kirk and of the Bible, and against all preachers who, by his way of it, had perverted74 the Word. As he went on, I began to fancy that Muckle John's true place was with the Mussulmans, for he left not a stick of Christianity behind him.
Such blasphemy75 on the open hill-side had been shocking enough, but in that narrow room it was too horrid to be borne. The minister stuck his fingers in his ears, and, advancing to the maniac, bade him be silent before God should blast him. But what could his thin old voice do against Gib's bellowing76? The mariner77 went on undisturbed, and gave the old man a blow with his foot which sent him staggering to the floor.
The thing had become too much for my temper. I cried on the other men to help me, but none stirred, for Gib seemed to cast an unholy spell on ordinary folk. But my anger and discomfort78 banished79 all fear, and I rushed at the prophet in a whirlwind. He had no eyes for my coming till my head took him fairly in the middle, and drove the breath out of his chest. That quieted his noise, and he turned on me with something like wholesome80 human wrath81 in his face.
Now, I was no match for this great being with my ungrown strength, but the lesson of my encounter with the dragoon was burned on my mind, and I was determined82 to keep out of grips with him. I was light on my feet, and in our country bouts83 had often worsted a heavier antagonist84 by my quickness in movement. So when Muckle John leaped to grab me, I darted85 under his arm, and he staggered half-way across the room. The women scuttled86 into a corner, all but the besom Isobel, who made clutches at my coat.
Crying "The sword of the Lord and of Gideon," Gib made a great lunge at me with his fist. But the sword of Gideon missed its aim, and skinned its knuckles87 on the stone wall. I saw now to my great comfort that the man was beside himself with fury, and was swinging his arms wildly like a flail88. Three or four times I avoided his rushes, noting with satisfaction that one of the countrymen had got hold of the shrieking89 Isobel. Then my chance came, for as he lunged I struck from the side with all my force on his jaw90. I am left-handed, and the blow was unlocked for. He staggered back a step, and I deftly91 tripped him up, so that he fell with a crash on the hard floor.
In a second I was on the top of him, shouting to the others to lend me a hand. This they did at last, and so mazed92 was he with the fall, being a mighty93 heavy man, that he scarcely resisted. "If you want a quiet night," I cried, "we must silence this mountebank94." With three leathern belts, one my own and two borrowed, we made fast his feet and arms, I stuffed a kerchief into his mouth, and bound his jaws95 with another, but not so tight as to hinder his breathing. Then we rolled him into a corner where he lay peacefully making the sound of a milch cow chewing her cud. I returned to my quarters by the minister's side, and presently from utter weariness fell into an uneasy sleep.
I woke in the morning greatly refreshed for all the closeness of the air, and, the memory of the night's events returning, was much concerned as to the future. I could not be fighting with Muckle John all the time, and I made no doubt that once his limbs were freed he would try to kill me. The others were still asleep while I tiptoed over to his corner. At first sight I got a fearsome shock, for I thought he was dead of suffocation96. He had worked the gag out of his mouth, and lay as still as a corpse97. But soon I saw that he was sleeping quietly, and in his slumbers98 the madness had died out of his face. He looked like any other sailorman, a trifle ill-favoured of countenance99, and dirty beyond the ordinary of sea-folk.
When the gaoler came with food, we all wakened up, and Gib asked very peaceably to be released. The gaoler laughed at his predicament, and inquired the tale of it; and when he heard the truth, called for a vote as to what he should do. I was satisfied, from the look of Muckle John, that his dangerous fit was over, so I gave my voice for release. Gib shook himself like a great dog, and fell to his breakfast without a word. I found the thin brose provided more palatable101 than the soup of the evening before, and managed to consume a pannikin of it. As I finished, I perceived that Gib had squatted102 by my side. There was clearly some change in the man, for he gave the woman Isobel some very ill words when she started ranting103.
Up in the little square of window one could see a patch of clear sky, with white clouds crossing it, and a gust104 of the clean air of morning was blown into our cell. Gib sat looking at it with his eyes abstracted, so that I feared a renewal105 of his daftness.
"Can ye whistle 'Jenny Nettles,' sir?" he asked me civilly.
It was surely a queer request in that place and from such a fellow. But
I complied, and to the best of my skill rendered the air.
He listened greedily. "Ay, you've got it," he said, humming it after me. "I aye love the way of it. Yon's the tune106 I used to whistle mysel' on shipboard when the weather was clear."
He had the seaman's trick of thinking of the weather first thing in the morning, and this little thing wrought107 a change in my view of him. His madness was seemingly like that of an epileptic, and when it passed he was a simple creature with a longing108 for familiar things.
"The wind's to the east," he said. "I could wish I were beating down the Forth109 in the Loupin' Jean. She was a trim bit boat for him that could handle her."
"Man," I said, "what made you leave a clean job for the ravings of yesterday?"
"I'm in the Lord's hands," he said humbly110. "I'm but a penny whistle for His breath to blow on." This he said with such solemnity that the meaning of a fanatic111 was suddenly revealed to me. One or two distorted notions, a wild imagination, and fierce passions, and there you have the ingredients ready. But moments of sense must come, when the better nature of the man revives. I had a thought that the clout19 he got on the stone floor had done much to clear his wits.
"What will they do wi' me, think ye?" he asked. "This is the second time I've fallen into the hands o' the Amalekites, and it's no likely they'll let me off sae lightly."
"What will they do with us all?" said I. "The Plantations maybe, or the Bass112! It's a bonny creel you've landed me in, for I'm as innocent as a newborn babe."
The notion of the Plantations seemed to comfort him. "I've been there afore, once in the brig John Rolfe o' Greenock, and once in the _Luckpenny _o' Leith. It's a het land but a bonny, and full o' all manner o' fruits. You can see tobacco growin' like aits, and mair big trees in one plantin' than in all the shire o' Lothian. Besides—"
But I got no more of Muckle John's travels, for the door opened on that instant, and the gaoler appeared. He looked at our heads, then singled me out, and cried on me to follow. "Come on, you," he said. "Ye're wantit in the captain's room."
I followed in bewilderment; for I knew something of the law's delays, and I could not believe that my hour of trial had come already. The man took me down the turret113 stairs and through a long passage to a door where stood two halberdiers. Through this he thrust me, and I found myself in a handsome panelled apartment with the city arms carved above the chimney. A window stood open, and I breathed the sweet, fresh air with delight. But I caught a reflection of myself in the polished steel of the fireplace, and my spirits fell, for a more woebegone ruffian my eyes had never seen. I was as dirty as a collier, my coat was half off my back from my handling on the moor, and there were long rents at the knees of my breeches.
Another door opened, and two persons entered. One was a dapper little man with a great wig114, very handsomely dressed in a plum-coloured silken coat, with a snowy cravat115 at his neck. At the sight of the other my face crimsoned116, for it was the girl who had sung Montrose's song in the rain.
The little gentleman looked at me severely117, and then turned to his companion. "Is this the fellow, Elspeth?" he inquired. "He looks a sorry rascal118."
The minx pretended to examine me carefully. Her colour was high with the fresh morning, and she kept tapping her boot with her whip handle.
"Why, yes, Uncle Gregory," she said, "It is the very man, though none the better for your night's attentions."
"And you say he had no part in Gib's company, but interfered119 on your behalf when the madman threatened you?"
"Such was his impertinence," she said, "as if I were not a match for a dozen crazy hill-folk. But doubtless the lad meant well."
"It is also recorded against him that he assaulted one of His Majesty120's servants, to wit, the trooper John Donald, and offered to hinder him in the prosecution121 of his duty."
"La, uncle!" cried the girl, "who is to distinguish friend from foe52 in a mellay? Have you never seen a dog in a fight bite the hand of one who would succour him?"
"Maybe, maybe," said the gentleman. "Your illustrations, Elspeth, would do credit to His Majesty's advocate. Your plea is that this young man, whose name I do not know and do not seek to hear, should be freed or justice will miscarry? God knows the law has enough to do without clogging122 its wheels with innocence123."
The girl nodded. Her wicked, laughing eyes roamed about the apartment with little regard for my flushed face.
"Then the Crown assoilzies the panel and deserts the diet," said the little gentleman. "Speak, sir, and thank His Majesty for his clemency124 and this lady for her intercession."
I had no words, for if I had been sore at my imprisonment, I was black angry at this manner of release. I did not reflect that Miss Elspeth Blair must have risen early and ridden far to be in the Canongate at this hour. 'Twas justice only that moved her, I thought, and no gratitude125 or kindness. To her I was something so lowly that she need not take the pains to be civil, but must speak of me in my presence as if it were a question of a stray hound. My first impulse was to refuse to stir, but happily my good sense returned in time and preserved me from playing the fool.
"I thank you, sir," I said gruffly—"and the lady. Do I understand that
I am free to go?"
"Through the door, down the left stairway, and you will be in the street," said the gentleman.
I made some sort of bow and moved to the door.
"Farewell, Mr. Whiggamore," the girl cried, "Keep a cheerful countenance, or they'll think you a Sweet-Singer. Your breeches will mend, man."
And with her laughter most unpleasantly in my ears I made my way into the Canongate, and so to my lodgings at Mrs. Macvittie's.
Three weeks later I heard that Muckle John was destined126 for the Plantations in a ship of Mr. Barclay of Urie's, which traded to New Jersey127. I had a fancy to see him before he went, and after much trouble I was suffered to visit him. His gaoler told me he had been mighty wild during his examination before the Council, and had had frequent bouts of madness since, but for the moment he was peaceable. I found him in a little cell by himself, outside the common room of the gaol100. He was sitting in an attitude of great dejection, and when I entered could scarcely recall me to his memory. I remember thinking that, what with his high cheek-bones, and lank128 black hair, and brooding eyes, and great muscular frame, Scotland could scarcely have furnished a wilder figure for the admiration129 of the Carolinas, or wherever he went to. I did not envy his future master.
But with me he was very friendly and quiet. His ailment130 was home-sickness; for though he had been a great voyager, it seemed he was loath131 to quit our bleak132 countryside for ever. "I used aye to think o' the first sight o' Inchkeith and the Lomond hills, and the smell o' herrings at the pier133 o' Leith. What says the Word? 'Weep not for the dead, neither bemoan134 him; but weep sore for him that goeth away, for he shall return no more, nor see his native country.'"
I asked him if I could do him any service.
"There's a woman at Cramond," he began timidly. "She might like to ken12 what had become o' me. Would ye carry a message?"
I did better, for at Gib's dictation I composed for her a letter, since he could not write. I wrote it on some blank pages from my pocket which I used for College notes. It was surely the queerest love-letter ever indited135, for the most part of it was theology, and the rest was instructions for the disposing of his scanty136 plenishing. I have forgotten now what I wrote, but I remember that the woman's name was Alison Steel.
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132 bleak | |
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