open and ransacked, and its contents, as well as many other pieces
of plunder of a bulky nature, were stowed away to be carried off in
the carts belonging to the farm. A general assault then commenced
upon the live-stock. John Smith's zealous precaution had secured the
greater part of the larger animals from their clutches, but the attack
on the poultry was simultaneous and terrific. Loud was the cackling,
gobbling, and quacking of the fowls, turkeys, ducks, and geese, as
they were caught, one after another; and fearful was it to hear their
music suddenly silenced, by their necks being drawn, and melancholy to
behold their exanimate bodies thrown into the hampers that hung on the
crook-saddled horses. The good Morag's heart was rent, as she beheld
these ruthless murders committed upon the innocent creatures whom
she had delighted to rear. But honest John Smith comforted himself
with the reflection, that he had saved all the weightier and more
valuable stock, and therefore he witnessed all these ravages among the
feathered folk with tolerable composure, until a circumstance occurred
which renewed all his apprehensions for the safety of his mistress,
and again excited him to the full exertion of all his energies.
War had not been long commenced against the poultry, when the large
sow, alarmed by the murders she beheld going on around her, and
terrified by the loud hurrahs of the plunderers, as well as scared
by the sudden striking up of the bagpipes, took to flight in good
time, and made straight for the eye of the killogie, at the head of
her troop. The quick-sighted John Smith at once perceived the risk
which his mistress, the Pensassenach, ran, of being discovered, by
the animals making this attempt to find shelter there. Off he flew
like the wind to intercept them; and cutting in before them with great
adroitness, he turned them right away towards the fragment of meadow,
which lay in the close vicinity of the black bog. John played his part
so well, that this manoeuvre of his had all the appearance as if he
had been merely making a dash at them for the purpose of catching some
of them, and that the creatures had for the present foiled him. There
they were accordingly left at peace for a time, during which John's
mind also remained in some degree tranquil and at ease.
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