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    Legend of Montrose


    by Walter Scott




    CONTENTS.

    I. Introduction to A LEGEND OF MONTROSE.
    II. Introduction (Supplement). Sergeant More M'Alpin.
    III. Main text of A LEGEND OF MONTROSE.
    IV. Appendix No. I Clan Alpin's Vow.
    No. II The Children of the Mist.
    V. Notes Note I Fides et Fiducia sunt relativa.
    Note II Wraiths.

    Note: Footnotes in the printed book have been inserted in the
    etext in square brackets ("[]") close to the place where
    they were referenced by a suffix in the original text.



    I. INTRODUCTION TO A LEGEND OF MONTROSE.

    The Legend of Montrose was written chiefly with a view to place before
    the reader the melancholy fate of John Lord Kilpont, eldest son of
    William Earl of Airth and Menteith, and the singular circumstances
    attending the birth and history of James Stewart of Ardvoirlich, by
    whose hand the unfortunate nobleman fell.

    Our subject leads us to talk of deadly feuds, and we must begin with
    one still more ancient than that to which our story relates. During
    the reign of James IV., a great feud between the powerful families
    of Drummond and Murray divided Perthshire. The former, being the most
    numerous and powerful, cooped up eight score of the Murrays in the kirk
    of Monivaird, and set fire to it. The wives and the children of the
    ill-fated men, who had also found shelter in the church, perished by the
    same conflagration. One man, named David Murray, escaped by the humanity
    of one of the Drummonds, who received him in his arms as he leaped from
    amongst the flames. As King James IV. ruled with more activity than most
    of his predecessors, this cruel deed was severely revenged, and several
    of the perpetrators were beheaded at Stirling. In consequence of the
    prosecution against his clan, the Drummond by whose assistance David
    Murray had escaped, fled to Ireland, until, by means of the person whose
    life he had saved, he was permitted to return to Scotland, where he and
    his descendants were distinguished by the name of Drummond-Eirinich, or
    Ernoch, that is, Drummond of Ireland; and the same title was bestowed on
    their estate.

    The Drummond-ernoch of James the Sixth's time was a king's forester in
    the forest of Glenartney, and chanced to be employed there in search of
    venison about the year 1588, or early in 1589. This forest was adjacent
    to the chief haunts of the MacGregors, or a particular race of them,
    known by the title of MacEagh, or Children of the Mist. They considered
    the forester's hunting in their vicinity as an aggression, or perhaps
    they had him at feud, for the apprehension or slaughter of some of their
    own name, or for some similar reason. This tribe of MacGregors were
    outlawed and persecuted, as the reader may see in the Introduction to
    ROB ROY; and every man's hand being against them, their hand was of
    course directed against every man. In short, they surprised and slew
    Drummond-ernoch, cut off his head, and carried it with them, wrapt in
    the corner of one of their plaids.

    In the full exultation of vengeance, they stopped at the house of
    Ardvoirlich and demanded refreshment, which the lady, a sister of the
    murdered Drummond-ernoch (her husband being absent), was afraid or
    unwilling to refuse. She caused bread and cheese to be placed before
    them, and gave directions for more substantial refreshments to be
    prepared. While she was absent with this hospitable intention, the
    barbarians placed the head of her brother on the table, filling the
    mouth with bread and cheese, and bidding him eat, for many a merry meal
    he had eaten in that house.

    The poor woman returning, and beholding this dreadful sight, shrieked
    aloud, and fled into the woods, where, as described in the romance,
    she roamed a raving maniac, and for some time secreted herself from all
    living society. Some remaining instinctive feeling brought her at length
    to steal a glance from a distance at the maidens while they milked the
    cows, which being observed, her husband, Ardvoirlich, had her conveyed
    back to her home, and detained her there till she gave birth to a child,
    of whom she had been pregnant; after which she was observed gradually to
    recover her mental faculties.

    Meanwhile the outlaws had carried to the utmost their insults against
    the regal authority, which indeed, as exercised, they had little reason
    for respecting. They bore the same bloody trophy, which they had so
    savagely exhibited to the lady of Ardvoirlich, into the old church of
    Balquidder, nearly in the centre of their country, where the Laird of
    MacGregor and all his clan being convened for the purpose, laid their
    hands successively on the dead man's head, and swore, in heathenish
    and barbarous manner, to defend the author of the deed. This fierce and
    vindictive combination gave the author's late and lamented friend,
    Sir Alexander Boswell, Bart., subject for a spirited poem, entitled
    "Clan-Alpin's Vow," which was printed, but not, I believe, published, in
    1811 [See Appendix No. I].

    The fact is ascertained by a proclamation from the Privy Council, dated
    4th February, 1589, directing letters of fire and sword against the
    MacGregors [See Appendix No. II]. This fearful commission was executed
    with uncommon fury. The late excellent John Buchanan of Cambusmore
    showed the author some correspondence between his ancestor, the Laird of
    Buchanan, and Lord Drummond, about sweeping certain valleys with their
    followers, on a fixed time and rendezvous, and "taking sweet revenge for
    the death of their cousin, Drummond-ernoch." In spite of all, however,
    that could be done, the devoted tribe of MacGregor still bred up
    survivors to sustain and to inflict new cruelties and injuries.

    [I embrace the opportunity given me by a second mention of this tribe,
    to notice an error, which imputes to an individual named Ciar Mohr
    MacGregor, the slaughter of the students at the battle of Glenfruin.
    I am informed from the authority of John Gregorson, Esq., that the
    chieftain so named was dead nearly a century before the battle
    in question, and could not, therefore, have done the cruel action
    mentioned. The mistake does not rest with me, as I disclaimed being
    responsible for the tradition while I quoted it, but with vulgar fame,
    which is always disposed to ascribe remarkable actions to a remarkable
    name.--See the erroneous passage, ROB ROY, Introduction; and so soft
    sleep the offended phantom of Dugald Ciar Mohr.

    It is with mingled pleasure and shame that I record the more important
    error, of having announced as deceased my learned acquaintance, the Rev.
    Dr. Grahame, minister of Aberfoil.--See ROB ROY, p.360. I cannot now
    recollect the precise ground of my depriving my learned and excellent
    friend of his existence, unless, like Mr. Kirke, his predecessor in the
    parish, the excellent Doctor had made a short trip to Fairyland, with
    whose wonders he is so well acquainted. But however I may have been
    misled, my regret is most sincere for having spread such a rumour; and
    no one can be more gratified than I that the report, however I have been
    induced to credit and give it currency, is a false one, and that Dr.
    Grahame is still the living pastor of Aberfoil, for the delight and
    instruction of his brother antiquaries.]

    Meanwhile Young James Stewart of Ardvoirlich grew up to manhood
    uncommonly tall, strong, and active, with such power in the grasp of his
    hand in particular, as could force the blood from beneath the nails of
    the persons who contended with him in this feat of strength. His temper
    was moody, fierce, and irascible; yet he must have had some ostensible
    good qualities, as he was greatly beloved by Lord Kilpont, the eldest
    son of the Earl of Airth and Menteith.

    This gallant young nobleman joined Montrose in the setting up his
    standard in 1644, just before the decisive battle at Tippermuir, on the
    1st September in that year. At that time, Stewart of Ardvoirlich shared
    the confidence of the young Lord by day, and his bed by night, when,
    about four or five days after the battle, Ardvoirlich, either from a fit
    of sudden fury or deep malice long entertained against his unsuspecting
    friend, stabbed Lord Kilpont to the heart, and escaped from the camp of
    Montrose, having killed a sentinel who attempted to detain him. Bishop
    Guthrie gives us a reason for this villainous action, that Lord Kilpont
    had rejected with abhorrence a proposal of Ardvoirlich to assassinate
    Montrose. But it does not appear that there is any authority for this
    charge, which rests on mere suspicion. Ardvoirlich, the assassin,
    certainly did fly to the Covenanters, and was employed and promoted by
    them. He obtained a pardon for the slaughter of Lord Kilpont, confirmed
    by Parliament in 1634, and was made Major of Argyle's regiment in 1648.
    Such are the facts of the tale here given as a Legend of Montrose's
    wars. The reader will find they are considerably altered in the
    fictitious narrative.

    The author has endeavoured to enliven the tragedy of the tale by the
    introduction of a personage proper to the time and country. In this
    he has been held by excellent judges to have been in some degree
    successful. The contempt of commerce entertained by young men having
    some pretence to gentility, the poverty of the country of Scotland, the
    national disposition to wandering and to adventure, all conduced to lead
    the Scots abroad into the military service of countries which were at
    war with each other. They were distinguished on the Continent by
    their bravery; but in adopting the trade of mercenary soldiers, they
    necessarily injured their national character. The tincture of learning,
    which most of them possessed, degenerated into pedantry; their good
    breeding became mere ceremonial; their fear of dishonour no longer kept
    them aloof from that which was really unworthy, but was made to depend
    on certain punctilious observances totally apart from that which was
    in itself deserving of praise. A cavalier of honour, in search of his
    fortune, might, for example, change his service as he would his shirt,
    fight, like the doughty Captain Dalgetty, in one cause after another,
    without regard to the justice of the quarrel, and might plunder the
    peasantry subjected to him by the fate of war with the most unrelenting
    rapacity; but he must beware how he sustained the slightest reproach,
    even from a clergyman, if it had regard to neglect on the score of duty.
    The following occurrence will prove the truth of what I mean:--

    "Here I must not forget the memory of one preacher, Master William
    Forbesse, a preacher for souldiers, yea, and a captaine in neede
    to leade souldiers on a good occasion, being full of courage, with
    discretion and good conduct, beyond some captaines I have knowne, that
    were not so capable as he. At this time he not onely prayed for us, but
    went on with us, to remarke, as I thinke, men's carriage; and having
    found a sergeant neglecting his dutie and his honour at such a time
    (whose name I will not expresse), having chidden him, did promise to
    reveale him unto me, as he did after their service. The sergeant being
    called before me, and accused, did deny his accusation, alleaging, if he
    were no pasteur that had alleaged it, he would not lie under the injury,
    The preacher offered to fight with him, [in proof] that it was truth
    he had spoken of him; whereupon I cashiered the sergeant, and gave his
    place to a worthier, called Mungo Gray, a gentleman of good worth,
    and of much courage. The sergeant being cashiered, never called Master
    William to account, for which he was evill thought of; so that he
    retired home, and quit the warres."

    The above quotation is taken from a work which the author repeatedly
    consulted while composing the following sheets, and which is in great
    measure written in the humour

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