Bonnie Scotland and what we owe herGriffis, William Elliot
History
Bonnie Scotland and what we owe her
Griffis, William Elliot
Scotland; Scotland -- Description and travel
Edinburgh is really the heart of the old shire of Midlothian, for
it is the central town of the metropolitan county, with a long and
glorious history. After James I, the ablest man of the Stuart family,
was murdered, on Christmas night, A.D. 1437, Edinburgh became the
recognized capital of the kingdom, for neither Perth, nor Scone, nor
Stirling, nor Dunfermline was able to offer proper security to royalty
against the designs of the turbulent nobles. From this date Edinburgh,
with its castle, was selected as the one sure place of safety for the
royal household, the Parliament, the mint, and the government offices.
Thereupon in “Edwin’s Burgh” began a growth of population that soon
pressed most inconveniently upon the available space, which was very
restricted, since the people must keep within the walls for the sake
of protection. The building of very high houses became a necessity.
The town then consisted only of the original main way, called “High
Street,” reaching to the Canon Gate, and a parallel way on the south,
long, narrow, and confined, called the “Cow Gate.” It was in the days
when the sole fuel made use of was wood that Edinburgh received its
name of “Auld Reekie,” or “Old Smoky.”
In other words, feudal and royal Edinburgh was a walled space,
consisting of two long streets, sloping from hilltop to flats,
with houses of stone that rose high in the air. Somehow, such an
architectural formation, which might remind a Swiss of his native Mer
de Glace and its _aiguilles_, recalls to the imaginative but irreverent
American the two long parallel series of rocks, which he may see on
the way to California, called “The Devil’s Slide.” These avenues of
old Edinburgh, so long and not very wide, had communication each with
the other by means of about one hundred dark, narrow cross-alleys
or “closes,” between the dense clusters of houses. Sometimes they
were called “wynds,” and in their shadowy recesses many a murder,
assassination, or passage-at-arms took place, when swords and dirks,
as in old Japan, formed part of a gentleman’s daily costume. In
proportions, but not in character or quality of the wayfarers, these
two Scottish streets are wonderfully like the road to heaven.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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