WHETHER John Macpherson followed Ewan's advice, deponent cannot
say; but the evil-doers got rid at anyrate of the proofs of
their guilt, and were on their smearing stools at the usual time
next morning, looking as fresh and innocent as if they had slept
through the whole night in a lawful and prosaic way. The story
of the night's adventure was of course poured into Rob's
trustworthy ear; and he laughed until his eyes overflowed at the
mishap which interrupted the blazing, and made the memory of it
pleasant to all except Ewan, who could not yet see any fun in a
headlong plunge which almost drowned him, and which, worse
still, prevented him from securing the fragments of the King
trout of Lochan-na-larig.
"After being sent to the bottom of that cold pool, with Diarmad
atop of me, and after losing the King of the Lochan in such a
provoking way, I declare"said Ewan solemnly" I cannot have
peace of mind again until I kill a big croman x in the river,
and bring him to bank too."
Rob"Mo laoch, be of good cheer. It is myself that has the best
of news for thee."
Ewan"And what may the best of your news be?"
Rob"The salmon are out in the rapids digging their egg-holes,
and drawing together in pairs."
Angus"The frosty nights must be hurrying them into early
marriage. Winter weather is a great marriage-maker, as says the
Clerk of the Session when jingling in his pocket the heaps of
silver he gets for Christmas and New Year proclamations."
Diarmad"Bad end to Angus; his mind is always running on
marriage. Perhaps more marriages take place in winter than in
summer, because people in winter have less of useful work to do.
What that English hymn says may apply sometimes to winter
'The Devil finds some mischief still For idle hands to do.'
Ewan"Hist then, you two, and don't wrangle about nothing here
or there. But, Rob, is it just as sure as death the salmon are
out in the athan."
Rob"Yea, as true as death, and no mistake at all. I have seen
with my own eyes, through the tangle of a sloe tree fringed with
brambles, a pair of them out in Ath-Ghrianaidh. There they were,
sure enough, not three yards from the bank, and almost touching
the floating roots of a spate-washed alder tree. I could have
easily speared the croman, a regular king, Ewan, from the spot
where I stood. He was the fine beast, that he was,
thick-shouldered, hooknosed, wable-tailed, and with his white
scales only touched with copper, and his back more brown than
Ewan"O dhuine ghasda, good is your news. If you will just be
our fear-leois, you will see me kill that very croman for you
with my own hand."
Angus"Wilt thou take thy spade and cut him in two, or choose an
axe and only chop off his head ?"
Ewan"I tell thee this, and I mean it tooI'll not take mock or
scorn from any of thy clan."
Angus (laughing)Is rioghail mo dhream."
Ewan"Aye, indeed, a Royal race truly! Cattle-lifters, thieves,
Angus"And if they were forced by oppression to be all that,
they were not worse than thy clan, who did the same things
without the same excuse. In what respect was Ewan son of Allan
or Domhnull Dubh better than Donnacha Ladosach or Rob Roy?"
Diarmad"Uistibh a ghillean gorach. Our stupid clan feuds, and
snarlings, and jealousies, have been our race-ruin. The
nobly-endowed Celtic peoples of Britain and other places have
just missed their position and mission through want of union at
critical periods of history. But is the doom fixed yet ? Who
knows ? Truly as yet the light shines only on the hill-tops, and
who can say what remains hidden in the darkness of the winding
glens and rounding corries of the future revelation?"
Ewan"Rob, as you are near him, poke Diarmad smartly beneath the
fifth rib. His mind has gone on the seacharan (wandering), and
if you don't wake him up immediately, the Black One for sure
will get the advantage of him."
In this way Ewan rather cleverly turned the tables on the
monitor ; and Diarmad, as if really waking from a reverie,
slightly blushed and abruptly asked
"When are we to blaze the river, then?"
Ewan"That is coming to the mark with a jerk, like palsied Para
Brocair's gun when pointed at a fox."
Rob"Or Ewan Mor's spade striking straight at the King of
Ewan"Oh man of age! Let your wisdom be as your years, and show
your discretion by becoming silence regarding Kings, and
persons, and things that should not be universally spoken of; or
else that croman, the glimpse of which made your mouth water,
will never smoke on your table as the captive of my spear and
Diarmad"I begin to think Ewan must be training for being a bard
or an elderso eloquently does he speak. Although they hate each
other, the song-makers and prayer-meeting leaders have much in
common. Can either of you guess which of the two Ewan means to
Ewan"Not one of you three has the gift of the double sight, or
the spirit of prophecy. So then let the grain and chaff lie
quietly in one heap until you get a sieve and can raise a
winnowing wind, which I think will not happen to-day or
to-morrow. But look you ! let us blaze the river on Monday
night, when the fathers and masters, praise to goodness, will
mostly be away to Falkirk on the trail of their beasts, and
bargaining over noggins of whisky."
Angus"Biggest of Solomon's sons, thou sayest well. A better
night there cannot be. As to-morrow is Sunday, we can make up
Lochan-na-larig arrears of sleep by remaining in bed till nine
o'clock, which will be still soon enough to let us get to church
Ewan"I don't mean to go to church at all. It is well knownor
should be at anyratethat smearing work ' so much reduces my
strength that I need the full Sabbath's rest to pull up a bit.
And look you, also, it is entirely against my principles to risk
taking uaimhealan (sheep-ticks) to church with me, and never did
I see the heathen plagues worse on the beasts than they are this
year. So, look you, I'll lie in bed till dinner, unless I should
happen to wake at brochan time, and feel dreadfully hungry
which would be a black misfortune."
Angus"And having made up Lochan-na-larig arrears to-morrow, we
can get up an hour or two before working time on Monday, and
make the leusan,2 which Rob will hold aloft for us at night with
the dignity of a royal standard-bearer."
Rob"Nay, nay, I must ask to be let off. It was foolish of me to
ever think of going with you. The cold water does not suit an
old man, and the bailiff of the water is my crony. I must not
wrong Do'ull-an-uisge (Donald of the water) by going to the
Diarmad"That is hardly fair to me; for I know they will be
wanting to make me their fear-leois ; but it must be turn about,
I can tell them."
Angus"For sure, turn about and fair play. There will be four
fords within our range, and as the elder's John is sure to come,
everyone will have his turn of the torch. I think it will be
best to begin with the Blackwood fords. Do'ull-an-uisge seldom
looks that way; and it is a grand lonely place, where it would
be beyond the bounds of reason for other late night watchers to
Rob"I could almost swear to it Do'ull-an-uisge will be
snoringand it is the loudly snoring nose he hasby the side of
Main his old wife, before you ever get to the Blackwood fords.
Fish, game, and the public peace also, are better protected in
the Garbh-Chriochan by ministers, elders, and other religious
folk, than by water-watchers, gamekeepers, and constables."
Diarmad"Very true is that, and a very creditable testimony it
is to ministers, elders, and other pious folk. Dreadfully wild
and unruly was the state of the hill country of Alba before the
Cuigse faith and rule gained the upper hand. But these Non-Intrusionists
and groaning saints we have now are, methinks, deserting the
substance to follow shadows. A little more of credit and
confidence, and a little less of creed and confession, would be
a real blessing."
Ewan"Stop him ! He is going again on the seacharan. But, Rob,
do you surely think the Water Kelpie will be laid low like a
decent man by the side of his old Mairi, and that he will not at
all be poking his miserable bit of a turned-up nose through the
willows and alders on Monday night?"
Rob"Ach, surely do I think so; more by token as the hard night
frosts have set in. And, indeed, well he may, or think he may,
for I believe the river has not been blazed before, in any part
of it, for more than a dozen years. That, at least, is what
Do'ull-an-uisge says, and surely he is right. I fear me you will
be going back to the fish pots of Egypt, and restoring the reign
of iniquity on Monday night."
Ewan"Never mind that a plack. But it is the great comfort to
think Do'ull-an-uisge will be sleeping musically, and earning
his wages like a good Christian, and not like a perturbed
spirit. Look you, people say it is difficult to know one man
from another under torch light; but that is not true of me. Ach,
not at all, at all."
Angus"No, for sure, Ewan is as easily known from other sons of
men as the one piebald pony in a herd of a thousand Shetland
Diarmad"Like Saul, he is by the head and shoulders taller than
his fellow men."
Rob"Like Benmore to the wee Lowland hills, so is he to folk of
common height and breadth."
Ewan"Just stop your neonachas. The old Water Kelpie could
neither catch nor hold me. That I know. I am sure he would ken
me. And that would be a sore vexation. For, look you, I might
get a name for badness which would stick like a burr to a cloak
of clo, or a prickly thistle to a cow's touslie tail, when,
goodness knows, we are only going out just this once to blaze
the river for a bit of daft fun, and nothing else whatever. I
pray for honest Do'ull, therefore, a warm bed and happy dreams
on Monday night."
The day of rest was utilised for rest and sleep as resolved; and
torches were duly prepared, and weapons of slaughter got before
work time on Monday morning. Angus went to church to hear a
strange preacher; or rather to meet his sweetheart, and to pass
the word to the elder's John, who promised to join the others at
the appointed hour beneath a trysting tree in the Blackwood
notwithstanding the ghosts. But the dark pine wood, although a
fragment of the old forest of Caledonia, and therefore nearly as
old as the hills, had, strange to say, no bad name at all for
being haunted by ghosts, fairies, or anything uncanny.
Rob undertook to keep watch over Do'ull-an-uisge, whom he
reported to be far enough away from the dark pine wood and his
face set towards home on Monday evening.
The fathers and masters were at Falkirk, or on the road thither.
The very minister chanced to be from home, preaching as
candidate for a parish in the regions beyond the Grampians, and
there was thus no properly constituted guardian of public morals
left in the whole Glen, except Seumas Liath, the very old and
cheerfully-disposed elder, who represented the "Moderatism," now
fiercely denounced by the ruling party in the Kirk. Of course,
great doubts of Seumas's soundness were entertained by the
shining lights of the new school; but Seumas preserved his soul
in peace, and had unbounded faith in the goodness of the Lord,
and almost equal trust in the honesty of his fellow-men.
The farmers' wives, it must be said, endeavoured to rule
daughters and maid servants with more than ordinary strictness,
during these interregnal periods. At such a time, flirtation was
understood to be totally prohibited; and, by being a little
blind to small signs, it could be complacently assumed that the
understood prohibition was effective. But big sons, shepherds,
and ploughmen, might not be so ready, in all cases, to submit to
distaff supremacy; and so the distaff was a little afraid of
revolt, and usually well disposed to curry favour by
Although our blazers were completely emancipated from paternal
control for the time being, they fully recognised the necessity
for covering their trail, lest their fathers should hear
afterwards of their wickedness, and be much scandalised thereby.
The precautions which had to be taken against present and future
discovery counted at first for part of the fun, but the fun left
an after-taste which was not so pleasant.
They met, the whole four of them, beneath the trysting-tree, in
the dark giusach, soon after ten o'clock, and, therefore, much
too soon to begin operations at once, because the whole Glen was
not bound to go to bed before its ordinary time, just to
accommodate evil-doing, of which it knew nothing. And, indeed,
the only dwelling-house which was within the range of their
vision still showed light. So they talked, joked, and laughed,
quite free from care, sitting or lying on the long springy
heather, thickened with bilberry tufts, and cushioned in the
moss of ages.
Angus, more careful of health and personal comfort than the
other three, chose for his couch a dry raised hillock, bestrewn
with pins of the pine, on which, safe from damp, he stretched
himself at full length. But, after a period of comfortable
repose, during which he had been in an idly busy, unconscious
manner progging about him with his leister, he stopped short in
the middle of a sentence, and, with a smothered ejaculation,
searched his pocket for flint and steel. A bit of nitrified
spuingor birch tree funguslaid on the flint quickly caught a
spark. The burning spuing was then lightly rolled in a ball of
tow, with whieh they were plentifully provided for lighting the
torches. Angus whirled the ball until the tow got into a blaze.
An armful of dry heather then gave him light enough to make a
quick investigation of his person, and particularly of his legs.
The result was highly unsatisfactory.
"Mille murta!" exclaimed Angus in a distressed and wrathful
voice. "Devil take them! I'll be nothing but pimples and
blotches before morning."
"Surely," queried Ewan, awed-like, "the vipers have not been
crawling about thee and biting thee?"
Angus"No, thou turnip-headants! I am given for a prey to
red-coated ants. They crawl upon me everywhere. Who could have
supposed a low mound, not many inches above ground level, to be
an ant-hill? I thought it was just a broad stone covered with
dry dust, withered leaves, and pine pins. Respectable ants build
respectable domes, which one knows by night and by day. These
are not respectable ants. Rogues, hypocrites, thieves,
murderers. Oh ! the blood-sucking villains, how they possess
As he poured out his revilings on his persecutors, Angus kept
stamping about, flapping his clothes, and shaking himself.
Diarmad, who, with much difficulty, refrained from j'oining in
Ewan's roars of far-echoing laughter, said as demurely as under
the circumstances he possibly could "Angus, don't revile the
red-coated ants. 'Tis not so long since I was telling thee about
the old heathen doctrine of the passing of souls from one body
to another. Who can tell but that there may be some truth in it?
Man, take care. Revile not these respectable red ants who are
proved to be diligent in work by night and by day. How canst
thou say they are not animated by the souls of thy ancestors,
four times forty times removed, or there and thereabout ? The
Macgregors have been a red-haired race from the beginning. Thou
art red-haired thyself, and freckles go with thy blood. Revile
not the diligent ants, for they may verily be thy kindred."
The elder's John"Aye, and don't kill the creatures in that
savage way. Family feuds and bloodshed are the worst of crimes."
Angus"And don't you chiels come within reach of my grasp, or
I'll introduce you to my red-coated kindred by rolling you on
the top of their disreputable dwelling, and progging with the
leister to call forth their array."
Ewan by this time was out of breath, and sore in the sides with
his loud cachinnations. Pulling himself painfully together, and
shaking his head like a palsied giant, with red swollen cheeks,
he observed sagely, that it was all a just punishment on Angus
for being too dainty, and caring too much for enjoyments of the
flesh, such as a drier couch in the forest than any hardy young
laoch ought to require. And Diarmad chimed in with Ewan,
preaching patience, moderation of language, and control of
temper; but Angus was far too much taken up with his ants to pay
great attention to his human tormentors. By piling on dry
heather and withered pine branches he had now got up a bright
blaze, and the idea was working in his head that he could scorch
up the army of foes by a fiery purgation. So he pulled heath
stems with close bushy tops, set the heads aflame, and flapped
himself all over with them. The remedy, however, was only
effective in clearing the outside and driving the enemy inside
their fortifications. This obliged Angus to make a counter move.
Hastily pulling off stockings and trousers, he passed them
rapidly back and forward, inside and outside, through the
flames, until they gave forth the smell of a singed sheep's
head. Probably the rest of his garments would have been put
through the same severe ordeal of purification, if the elder's
John had not rushed on the fire like a demented being, and
scattered and tramped it out ere Angus could sufficiently
recover to speak a word of protest.
John's earnest "uist, uist," silenced Ewan and Diarmad's bursts
of merriment, and silence being restored, they all heard plainly
enough a plish-plash, swish-swash sound ascending from the
river, which at once explained John's sudden attack upon the
"Do'ull-an-uisge, as sure as death!" said Ewan, preparing for
Diarmad"No, nor ghost, nor fairies, nor anything frightful.
Ewan and John, don't look as if you heard the taghairm."
Ewan"Don't you all hear the noise the body makes crossing
through the river."
Diarmad"That noise is made by bodies carried on four legs."
"True," said Angus, while putting on his clothes without delay.
"Ewan and John are right skeared by innocent creatures they have
themselves frightened by their fools' laughter."
Diarmad"Right thou art, Angus; and it is ashamed of themselves
Ewan and John should be. But they have not the grace "------
Ewan"Uist, then ! Whatever can it be?"
Diarmad"Nothing more dreadful than the roe-deer of the island.
And they are quite as much afraid of thy loud laughter from an
empty cask, or echoing cavern, as thou art afraid of the Water
Kelpie; and that is saying much."
Ewan"Ach, the news is good, although it comes from the biting
tongue, which, look you, is not good at all, at all. But is it
not now the lucky time for kindling the leus?"
John"Yes, for sure, if Angus has settled his ants. The Dalmore
light has been out nearly an hour. All the glen is asleep."
Ewan"Let Angus drown his ants. Water is better than fire for
the nasty things."
Diarmad"And that is a good saying, too, although it comes from
the foolish tongue, which, look you, is not good at all, but a
mill-clapper gone mad."
Angus"Ochoin, they are yet crawling all over me, na donais! The
fear is on me I must just drown myself before water will make
them give up their ghosts."
Diarmad"Not a bit fear of that. Here now we are on the river
bank, and down there at the elm tree is good Ghost-callsee
"Lady of the Lake." - The fiends. depths of water, just where
the crooked branch bends over. So, while I light the leus and
flourish it to amaze the fish, you Ewan and John take Angus
carefully and dip him three times in the pool, feet downwards,
just up to the tip of the chin, and not the breadth of a hair
Angus"That would only drive the whole army of ants into my
Ewan"And if they be driven into thy hair, can't they be driven
back again, or just drowned clean where they stand?"
Diarmad"Oh, Ewan, son of Solomon, wisely hast thou spoken. As I
have already said, you two take Angus by the wrists tightly, and
first dip him thrice up to the tip of his chin. Then take him
fast by the ankles, and dip him thrice head downwards, until the
water will reach the small of the leg, and not a bit further. He
can very well keep the breath in his body under the water for
the short time required, and if the cure be not good call me
John"It is the beautiful plan entirely."
Ewan"O righ! that it is indeed. And the leus is now burning
brightly, and making the swirlies on the top of the water laugh
with hurrying glee. So now come Angus, a ruin, come and be
dipped like a Christian bairn, or maybe I should say like a
Baptist convert, in the mill-dam."
Angus saw the joke was becoming serious. Ewan and John, with
mischievous fun dancing in their eyes, were beginning to close
upon him, so that they might seize him unawares. Angus,
anticipating their strategic movements, strode quickly away from
the ominous vicinity of the pool, and walked straight into the
shallow water above, saying in a quiet business way" Forward
with the torch. Let the sport begin." Diarmad, with the torch in
fine blaze, immediately followed Angus into the water, and
passed the word "Strike the croman (milter), let the euchrag (spawner)
go." Ewan and John, relinquishing reluctantly the intention of
dipping Angus to drown his ants, ranged themselves in their
pre-appointed places in the stream, and the exciting hunt of the
salmon, with which the ford was crawling, began in earnest.
For the next hour or two, during which several fords were blazed
in quick succession, the wicked fun was fast and furious. The
fish were still strong, wild, and in good condition, for the
spawning season was only just beginning. Fascinated by the
light, and maddened by pursuit, they flashed through the water,
now cutting sharp curves, and now crossing each others' paths,
describing all sorts of figures, but seldom seeking safety at
once in the deep pools whither their foes could not follow them.
When the blazing was over, the evil-doers found themselves
encumbered with ten fish, all big males, except one euchrag,
with uncommonly clean scales, which Ewan had killed in mistake.
Tired with slaughter and laden with spoils, the four took the
shortest way home; but notwithstanding rapid motion, the keen
hoar frost stiffened their wet clothes, and chilled almost the
marrow in their bones. Wrapping the salmon in moss and fern,
they hid them in the loft of the smearing house, and retired to
snatch sleep, until Rob, according to promise, should come to
wake them up.
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