The Inverey FarquharsonsWilliam the first Chief, and
John the Black Colonel.
THE traditional account of theInvereybranch
of the Farquharsons, who claimed the chieftainship of the clan after
Donald Oigs death, may be fitly introduced by an extract from a
very interesting letter, which I have by me, from one of their
In the time of Montrose, Donald Farquharson ofMonaltriecalled
by the country people Donald Oig, raised theMarmen,
and joined Montrose atCrathes
day, Montrose marched all the army within two miles ofAberdeen.Farquharson
other officers slipped from the camp, and were, drinking in, a
public-house. Some others went to the Covenanters camp, on the
other side of theDee,
who immediately sent out a party and surrounded the house.
Farquharson rushed out, and was killed in the street. He was a brave
man, and greatly lamented by Montrose. Next morning,
Montrose called out in front of the Highland army, Who is to take
up the sword of Donald Oig? William Farquharson ofInvereymade
answer, and said he would, and it belonged to him by kindred rights.
Montrose immediately engaged the Covenanters, and cut them to
pieces. William Farquharson ofInvereybehaved
so well at the head of hisMarmen,
that Montrose that very evening cried him round theCross
first Colonel inScotland!
He afterwards fought with Montrose atAlford,A
It earn, Inverlochie,etc.
He afterwards died an old man, and was interred in the
burying-ground beside the castle.
The next that was buried there was his son Col. John Farquharson,
who was at the killing of the Baron ofBrachlie,and,
as you heard yourself, would not rest until he was taken up from the
interred at the burying-ground ofInverey.Afterwards
his son, Colonel Peter Farquharson, was interred atInverey;and
the last that I know was a brother of theirs, a barrister-at-law inEdinburgh,who
died there, and was taken to the burying-ground ofInverey.Thus
I have given you all my mothers traditions about our friends. May
their souls rest in peace!
This William, first chief of the Invereys, was the eldest son of
James Farquharson, who obtained possession ofInvereyafter
the sad death of poor Lamont. The new laird seems to have settled
down pretty quietly, as there seems little remembered of him but an
amusing little incident in connection with his second marriage to
Agnes Ferguson, the minister ofCrcithie'sdaughter.
He was sixty when he paid his court to that young lady of sixteen;
and imagining, I suppose, that he would succeed best by proxy, sent
his eldest son William on the important mission. William was not so
honest as the friend of Miles Standish, and perhaps, as a
punishment, the results were equally different. The old man was the
successful suitor, and the young one went to the wars, and, as we
have heard, was with Montrose at the time of Donald Oigs death.
William got over his disappointment, however, and married a daughter
of Invercaulds. She was the mother of John the Black Colonel. By a
second marriage to a daughter of Abergeldies, William had another
son, Charles ofBalmoral.
After the Restoration, William went toLondonto
the king, and got an order to be refunded of all his losses and
expenses during' the civil war ; but by some quibble neither he nor
his family reaped any advantage from it. He lived, as before stated,
to a good old age, and was buried atInverey.The
sword of Donald Oig, which had been claimed so willingly and wielded
so vigorously by him, was carried on his coffin to the grave, and on
that of all the successive chiefs until the race became extinct.
I come now to the most celebrated of all the InvereysJohn the Black
Colonel. Some time before the death of his father, and consequent
succession to the estate, he joined Viscount Dundee, and was with
him both atDrumclogandBothwell
The Black Colonel was the verybeau
a rough cavalier: tall, of commanding presence, dark complexion, a
set of features faultless in form and expression, and an impetuosity
of character that carried everything before it.
In 1690, when Dundee summoned out the Jacobites, he sent a letter to
John, appointing him Colonel of theMarmen.
This letter was by no means unwelcome; and as in those days letters
were not sent but on important occasions, it created a little
What news, laird? said his henchman Alastair M'Dougal, as he was
yet deeply engaged in deciphering his missive.
Good news! good news! replied the Colonel with his usual
impetuosity, for we are going down to the lowlands to harry the
The fiery cross was immediately hurried throughBraemar.The
rendezvous appointed was the Colonels own castle. The fiery cross,
as is perhaps sufficiently known, consisted of two pieces of wood in
the form of a cross, one end of the horizontal piece being either
burning or burnt. To the other end was suspended a piece of white
cloth smeared with blood. Two men, each with a cross in his hand,
were despatched by the chief in different directions; and while they
ran at their greatest speed, kept shouting the war-cry of the clan,
and the place of rendezvous, if different from the usual place of
meeting. The cross was given from hand to hand; and as each fresh
bearer ran at full speed, the Highlanders assembled with wondrous
Thus was the fiery cross hurried through all the glens ofBraemar.No
time was lost. Major Charles ofBalmoralat
once obeyed the summons. The captains ofAuchendryneandColdrachwere
equally ready; and every glen poured out its bravest men, ready to
face danger and death at the bidding of their superior. The highest
honour to which they aspired was to be the slaughterers of
hundredsthousands if possible!
Everything contributed to make this rising like a gala day. From the
top of the castle streamed the Colonels standard, while pipers
almost innumerable played with 'might
and main. The men thus collected were in time for the battle ofKilliecrankie.
The loss they sustained was trifling, but Major Charles Farquharson
so severely wounded as to be unfitted ever after for active service.
Though this rising was suppressed, the Black Colonel was not a man
of peace ; and when he had no quarrels of his own or his Royal
masters, he was ready to aid by his prowess any one who needed his
assistance. And just at this time an instance of this occurred,
which led to most tragical consequences.
The Earl of Aboyne and the Baron of Braichley though both Gordons
and neighbours, did not live on good terms, nor did they scruple to
annoy each other as much as possible. The two differed very much
both in person and character: the Baron was a tall, portly man; the
Earl thin, and rather diminutive in stature, poetical also in his
tendencies, which was considered in those days anything but a manly
The Baron, to vex Aboyne, prided himself in fishing in that part of
the river which belonged to his lordship. Aboyne, on being informed
of this, was very angry, and ordered his water-bailie, on the next
occasion of his doing so, to say that he would not allow it.
Braichleys answer was very impertinent.
Tell your white-faced lairdie that Ill fish where it likes me; and
tell him also, that if he only dared to come here himself, it would
give me great pleasure to pitch him into the river to be a feast for
This insult was too glaring to remain unrevenged; so the Earl
applied to Inverey for assistance. But the Earl, pawky as usual, did
not speak of his own grievances until he had informed Inverey of
Braich-leys very bad treatment of his own tenants ofTullich,
and impertinent speeches regarding the veritable Black Colonel
himself. Then, having done that, he proposed that if Colonel
Farquharson would drive away the Barons cattle, and give the
Gordons in that quarter a good poinding, his tenants ofTullich,
who were very poorly off for fuel, should have the moss ofEaster
as the Colonel had a special regard for hisTullichtenants,
he agreed to the proposition.
On his way home the Colonel called atTullichto
learn the truth of the Earls report, and found that the Barons
alleged ill-treatment of his tenants, and malicious sayings
regarding himself, had been exaggerated to such a degree as to' make
it very evident that he desired only the spulzie of the Barons
lands, and that by nothing else would the right toEaster
The Colonel was not easily outdone in cunning; and he resolved that
he would possess himself of the much-needed moss without injuring
Braichley. So he communicated with the Baron, explained the whole
matter, and arranged that he and twelve of his men were to drive
away all the cattle ofGlen
resistance was to be made, as all was to be restored in the course
of a week.
This was all arranged before the summons came to join Dundee; and on
his return with his men fromKilliecrankie,
he proposed to them, as they were together, that he and a few' of
them should drive away theGlen
and that the rest of them were to remain where they were, and settle
with the red-coats who were coming up the river to pay them a visit.
The Colonel not having made his submission like the the other
Highland chiefs, a thousand men under Colonel Cunningham were on
their way to burn his castle, and take himself, if possible.
His men being perfectly willing, the arrangements were soon made.
From the assembled clan he chose twelve of the best men to accompany
Lewis Farquharson ofAuchendryne,
who had been elected major in place of Charles ofBalmoral,
marched away to oppose thered-coats,
while the Black Colonel went on his mission ofspulzie.
Inverey drove away all the cattle ofGlen
from his arrangement with the Baron, expected that he would remain
unmolested. To his astonishment, therefore, Braichley, with a'
party of the Gordons, came upon the Farquharsons at the head ofEtnich!
The Colonel repeated his former explanation, and again assured him
that all would be returned in a week. But the Gordons, not trusting
the Colonel, grew clamorous; and one of them, mad with passion,
fired on theInvereymen.
This altered the whole state of matters, and both parties, with
drawn swords, rushed at each other like tigers.
While passion thus raged, the Baron and Inverey met. After a little,
as the Black Colonel gave back a few steps, the wind, it is said,
caught his plaid, and whirling it from his shoulders twisted it
round his feet. At that moment the Baron pressed hard upon him: his
peril was imminent, as he could not move without falling, and to
fall was death.
One of the men seeing his danger, shouted Help the chief! So
Alastair M'Dougal, his henchman, having cut down one of the Gordons,
seized the fallen mans gun and shot the Baron, on which the Gordons
fled. The Colonel did not pursue them, but went on with the her ship
and having disposed of them safely, returned with his followers
the Barons lady invited him and his men to pass the night, and it
was one of extraordinary revelry.
I well remember the bitter invective into which the old ladyone of
the Black Colonels descendants broke on reaching this part of her
narrative. The substance of it was that the vile Kate M'Intosh, the
Barons wife, had been at the bottom of it all; only the Colonel, it
was admitted, was no good man mair than she. There was nae denying
that he was at the killing of the Baron.
There is an old ballad commemorative of the event; but it does not
keep to the simple facts of this case, but mixes up with it the
incidents of the murder of a former Baron by the spies of the Clan
Chattan in the time of Donald ofCastleton,
some hundred years before. The Baron who was slain by the Black
Colonels party was descended from the usurper, who took the old
Barons place by marrying his young widow, she being ignorant that
he had procured the death of her husband.
While the revelry was going on atBraichley,
Colonel Cunningham and his men were quietly and quickly moving up
and early in the morning surprised the Farquharsons at
it is said, the famous Race or Reel ofTullichand
cut them to pieces. The Gordons, on the other side of the water,
justly incensed at the conduct of the Barons lady, and smarting
under their defeat, hastened across the river to inform the soldiers
of Colonel Farquharsons whereabouts. The result was, that by the
time the Colonel was rising, Cunningham and his men were at the
The alarm was given. The lady had one of the fleetest steeds
saddled. The Colonel mounted and fled, the besiegers following hard
in pursuit. Never was wilder chase. ThroughGlen
directed his course, then struck across theDee.Over
foaming steed flew, throughTullich,and
there seemed no hope of escape. The whole country was raised behind
him. Precipices almost perpendicular rose at every side. The party
who had defeated the Farquharsons in the morning were rushing to
meet him from the other end of thePass.But
just as the two companies were to close, with the Colonel in their
midst, he shot aside, up the precipitous sides of thePass.
The company below stood amazed, and every |moment expected to see
horse and rider dashed to the bottom. But no; up, up, up they went,
and anon the Black Colonel and his black steed had reached the
summit, and stood beyond all danger of pursuit
The pursuers stood looking at each other in silence. At length one
of the- officers, addressing another who had barred the upper end of
If they had told us that he couldflyas
might have spared ourselves the roughest ride I ever had. It was
also sagely concluded, that without help of a very doubtful
character no man could have ever accomplished such a feat. Colonel
Cunningham, contented with his success atCulbleen,did
not penetrate farther intoBraemar;so
Farquharson for a time escaped without further molestation.
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