One of the most ancient of the great families of
Scotland, the clan Campbell, has given heroic men and great fighters to
our country from the earliest times.
Among the first of whom we read in old stories was Colin
Maol Maith, a name which means in English the bald, good Colin. This
great chief was highly honoured by Alexander the First of Scotland, who
gave him his niece in marriage, and made him Lord of the Isles and
Master of the King’s Household.
The king was once in the castle of Dunstaffnage with some
of his friends. The rebels in the Western Isles, hearing that he had but
a small following, came over secretly in their boats, thinking to take
him by surprise.
The alarm was given, and when the king looked from the
battlements of the castle, the sea all around was black with the boats
of the enemy.
“They have me now!’ said Alexander "there is no hope of
“My, liege/" said Colin Maol Maith, "disguise yourself as
a countryman and slip out of the castle. I will dress myself in your
Grace’s clothes, so that they will think you are still here, and we will
defend the castle until you reach a place of safety.”
Alexander was very unwilling to risk his friend’s life,
but his followers reminded him that the rebels would be able to do great
harm to the country if they had the king in their power. He consented at
last, and left the castle in a cowherd’s clothing, with one or two
friends in the same disguise.
Hardly was he out of sight when the islanders landed and
surrounded the castle. The defenders fought very bravely, but were
overpowered by force of numbers. With shouts of triumph the wild
islanders battered down the gates and rushed into the courtyard. They
seized Colin, thinking that they had the king in their power ; but when
they found out their mistake, they slew the valiant chief in their
All the defenders were put to the sword, but they did not
fall unavenged. The king reached a place of safety, and when he heard of
the fate of Colin he collected a large following and sailed for the
Western Isles. The rebels were defeated in a great battle, and all their
leaders were slain.
Colin (Callum) More, or the Great Colin, was t noted for
prowess while still a youth. He served his king valiantly, and was
knighted by Alexander the Third on the field of battle. The Western
Highlands are full of stories of his great deeds.
Colin fought on the king’s side against the rebellious
clan of the MacDougalls, whom he defeated in many battles. In a fight
with Ian Barach, or Lame John, chief of the clan, he won a great
victory, and pursuing the enemy too fiercely he became separated from
his followers. All by himself he forced a pass called Ath Dearg, or the
Red Ford, but was slain by the MacDougalls at Ballach-na-scringe, the
entrance into Gleninchur, on a spot still marked by a pile of stones
called Cairn Challum. The hero was buried at Kilchrennan on Lochaweside,
where his grave is still pointed out, and to this day the Duke of Argyll
is called The MacCallum More, or Son of the Great Colin.
Sir Niall, eldest son of Colin, was the first to be
called MacCallum More, after his father. He was a most valiant warrior,
and was created a knight banneret by Alexander the Third.
When Alexander died and Baliol consented to acknowledge
King Edward of England as overlord of Scotland, the pride of the
MacCallum More was touched. He took the side of the Bruce, and became
one of his most trusted friends, being called “the brother of the
The chief of the MacFadyens came from Ireland with a
great following of Scots, Irish, and English, to help King Edward in the
conquest of Scotland. Landing in Cantyre he made his way to Lome, and
was joined by Ian MacDougall, whom Edward had made Lord of Lorne. They
might have overrun Scotland had it not been for Sir Niall, who gathered
together a small body of men and held the pass on the water of the Awe,
that runs out of Lochawe, while he sent a message to summon help from
Sir William Wallace.
Sir William was not slow in coming, and battle was given
in the Pass of Awe. MacFadyen and his men were defeated and routed, and
the chief escaped with a remnant of his following and hid himself in a
cave in the face of a rock. Wallace sent Sir Niall in pursuit of the
fugitives, and MacFadyen and his men were conquered and put to death.
After this Sir Niall became known as the Knight of Lochawe, and the cave
is called MacFadyen’s Cave to this day.
Meanwhile the MacDougalls had been defeated by Wallace,
and in the parliament held at Ardchattan Ian of Lorne was deprived of
his titles and his estate given to Duncan MacDougall for his fidelity to
Niall Campbell followed his king through good and evil
fortune, and was one of the few loyal adherents present at the crowning
of the Bruce at Scone.
“Alas!” said the queen, the Bruce’s wife, after the
coronation, “we are but kings and queens of May, such as boys crown with
flowers and rushes in the summer sports!” The Scots were beaten at
Methven, and Bruce and his little court were compelled to take to the
heather. It was now Sir Niall’s turn to lurk among woods and caves in
company with Malcolm of Lennox, Sir James Douglas, and Gilbert Hay, his
friends and supporters of the Bruce. With their handful of followers the
king and queen wandered among the lochs and mountains, never remaining
long in one place, for the MacDougalls of Lorne were their foes, and
Edward’s men were hot upon their track.
Fleeing through barren glens, or crossing lochs and
rivers in leaky boats or by swimming, King Robert was always cheerful,
and kept up the spirit of the queen and his companions. He had one or
two books with him, and when the wanderers were resting in some cave or
around the evening fire he would read aloud stories of the siege of Troy
and the deeds of great men of long ago. Sometimes he would trust to his
memory, for he had read much, and recite tales from the old romances.
When the king was tired Sir Niall would take up the story
or some one would sing to the harp. It was summer-time, and the outdoor
life was a happy one in spite of danger. The men hunted, and shot deer
and hares with their bows and arrows ; and the ladies cooked the food,
and collected green boughs and heather to sleep upon.
Winter approached, and cold winds swept the leaves from
the trees. The king was obliged to send Queen Elizabeth and her ladies
to Kildrummie Castle in Ayrshire, his one place of strength. The castle
was taken; Nigel Bruce, the king’s brother, put to death as a traitor;
and the ladies handed over as prisoners to Edward.
In the following spring King Robert was once more in the
heather, in worse plight than before. Sir Niall accompanied him when he
was making his way from Tyndrum to Cantyre, pursued by the Lord of
Lorne. Still the king was full of hope, and kept up the hearts of his
men by telling them how Hannibal crossed the Alps in the time of the
Sir Niall was sent to the coast to find ships for the
king. In stormy weather, with the rivers in full flood and snow still
blocking the passes, he forced his way through a country swarming with
enemies, and succeeded in obtaining boats for the Bruce’s little band of
followers. The king sailed for Cantyre, Sir John Menteith, the betrayer
of Wallace, at his heels ; and Sir Niall, with his friends Sir Gilbert
Hay and Sir Alexander Seton, bound themselves by a solemn oath “to
defend with their lives and fortunes the liberties of their country and
the rights of Robert Bruce their king against all mortals, French,
English, or Scots.”
The Knight of Lochawe commanded the loyal vassals who
were sent to Argyllshire to subdue the rebellious Lord of Lorne, the
Bruce’s greatest foe in Scotland. He was given the king’s sister,
Marjory Bruce, in marriage, and accompanied his sovereign in nearly
every battle, until the crowning victory of Bannockburn made his country
The next noted Campbell was Sir Colin Oig, or the young
Colin, son of the brave Sir Niall; “he nothing derogated from the valour
and loyalty of his father.” As a stripling Sir Colin accompanied his
uncle King Robert to Ireland. While the Scottish army was marching
through a wood, Sir Richard de la Clare, King Edward’s commander, laid
an ambuscade to surprise the strangers. In order to draw the Bruce’s
soldiers into the wood he made some of his men leave their shelter and
shoot arrows at the Scots, hoping to provoke them into following, when
they would be surrounded and slain by the English.
The Bruce, like an experienced warrior, suspecting an
ambush, forbade any man of the army to leave the ranks. Young Sir Colin,
however, becoming impatient at seeing two men boldly step forward and
defy the whole army, broke from the rest and galloped forward to fight
both the men. One he killed, and the other fled.
In spite of the youth’s bravery King Robert was very
angry at his disobedience. Riding quickly forward he seized his nephew's
rein and dealt him such a buffet that Colin nearly fell from his horse.
“Rash boy,” cried the Bruce, “knowest thou not that a
soldier's first duty is obedience? Come back to the army and show no
such bad example to my men!”
Colin was ashamed and sorry when his uncle led him to his
place, but he knew how to take a rebuke which he had deserved. He did
all he could to win his uncle’s approval, and became greatly
distinguished in the Bruce's wars. King Robert was pleased with him, and
when Ian of Lorne was driven out of the country the brave knight
received part of his land as a reward for his gallant behaviour.
When Robert the Bruce died his son David was but a child,
and the English invaded Scotland once more. Sir Colin remained faithful
to King David, and fought valiantly against the English.
“At that time none in Scotland, excepting children at
play, durst avow the Bruce to be king.” There were still some true men
left, however. The castle of Duntroon had been taken by the English, and
was under the guardianship of a false Scot, the Cumming. Robert Stewart
and Malcolm Fleming, lurking in Dumbarton, planned to surprise the
castle in the absence of the governor, and confided their plan to Sir
Colin. That gallant knight levied four hundred of his clan, and, with
Stewart and Fleming, stormed the castle and took it from the English.
Afterwards he won back the strong castle of Bute, and after a great deal
of fighting Scotland was free once more.
A noble and valiant knight was Sir Colin of Glenorchy. He
was a great traveller, having visited Rome three times, and was made a
Knight of Rhodes for taking part in the Crusades.
An old story tells that this Sir Colin had been seven
years fighting the Saracens in Palestine when one night he dreamed a
strange dream. When he awoke he was greatly troubled, for he could not
understand the meaning of the dream.
In the Christian host was a monk, who was reputed to be a
very wise man. Sir Colin consulted him, and the monk told the knight to
return at once to his native land, as a great trouble threatened him,
which only his presence could avert.
Sir Colin set out, and met with many adventures on the
way. Weary and footsore he at last reached home, and found that his
wife, the Lady Margaret, believed him to be dead. After long persuasion
she was just about to marry his neighbour, the Baron MacCorquodale, who
had told her that Sir Colin had fallen in the Crusades.
Sir Colin made a plan to prevent the marriage and find
out if his wife still loved him. On the day 2 of the wedding he appeared
under the walls of Kil-churn Castle disguised as a beggar.
The servants came and asked him what he wanted.
“To have my hunger satisfied and my thirst quenched,”
replied the seeming beggar.
They brought him food, which Sir Colin ate ; but he
refused to drink.
“I will drink only from the hand of the lady of the
house,” he said.
The servants mocked at his strange whim, but at last they
went and told their mistress that there was a strange beggar in the
courtyard, a dusty, sunburned fellow, who looked as though he had come a
long distance, and refused to drink save from her hands.
Wondering very much, the Lady Margaret thought she would
like to see the beggar. Bearing a cup of wine, she came into the
courtyard and offered the stranger a drink.
Sir Colin took the cup and drank the contents; then he
handed it back with a ring in it which his wife had once given him.
Greatly surprised the Lady Margaret looked at the ring
and then at the beggar, and in the tired sunburned face under the
pilgrim’s cowl she recognized her husband. She went to her servants and
told them their master had come home. They hastened to greet their lord,
and there was great rejoicing. As a punishment for the untruth he had
told, MacCorquodale was driven from the castle with all his fol- j lowing,
and after that day the Knight of Glenorchy and his lady lived happily to
the end of their lives.
The second Earl of Argyll was a faithful henchman of King
James the Fourth, who appointed him Lieutenant of the Isles and Governor
of the Castle of Tarbert. In this position he saw much fighting, and
rendered good service to the king. He imprisoned Donald Dhu, who called
himself Lord of the Isles, and would not obey his sovereign. Argyll
secured Donald in a strong castle, but the men of Glencoe rose and
Donald fled into the Macleods’ country, and was sheltered
by their chief. The king summoned Macleod to deliver up the rebel, and
on his refusal the chief was outlawed. The islanders rose in rebellion ;
and Argyll, Huntly, the chiefs of Appin, and the Maclans fought on the
king’s side. Bade-noch was ravaged by Donald, who took a terrible
vengeance upon his enemies of the clan Chattan. The rebels traitorously
sought help from England and Ireland ; and it was only after years of
fighting that Donald was taken prisoner by Argyll and confined in
Edinburgh Castle, where he lay for forty years.
After the capture of Donald, Argyll and Huntly were made
Lords of the Isles, which they ruled until the death of Argyll.
The earl was among those who tried to dissuade the king
from making war upon England. James was bent upon fighting, and Argyll
followed him into battle like a faithful subject. At Flodden he led the
right wing of the army with his brother-in-law the Earl of Lennox. Their
Highlanders, galled beyond endurance by the arrows of the English, broke
their ranks and rushed impetuously upon the foe, fighting like furies.
They were surrounded by an overwhelming number and cut down without
Argyll and Lennox, deserted by their men, disdained to
flee, but held their ground like heroes, and were among the thirteen
Scottish earls who were found dead beside the body of their king.