Legends of the Black Watch; or, Forty-second HighlandersGrant, James
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Legends of the Black Watch; or, Forty-second Highlanders
Grant, James
Great Britain. Army. Regiment of Foot, 42nd -- History -- Anecdotes
This ancient Castle of Kirkintulloch, which had been stormed by
Edward I. of England, but re-taken by the Scots, was a good specimen
of the gloomy mansions of the Middle Ages, when every Scotsman was
forced to keep watch and ward against his neighbour, and, more than
all, against Southern invasion; for it was built by the Comyns, who
flourished in the days of Malcolm III., and were Lords of Linton
Roderick and of Badenoch, and who made a great figure during the
reigns of the three Alexanders and Robert I.
In those turbulent times every Scotsman was a soldier, and a brave
one, too; every house was a fortress, every fortress a citadel, and
its inmates were a garrison, while the urgent necessity for security
caused the Scottish baron literally to found his dwelling on a rock.
A site alike remote and inaccessible was usually selected, on the
isle of some deep lake, or the brow of a sequestered hill, and there
the Scottish feudatory raised the mansion in which his race were to
dwell, to be married and given in marriage, to be born and to die,
"while grass grew and water ran"--the strong square peel-house, with
its corbelled battlements, through the openings of which missiles
could be shot securely; its stone-flagged roof; its irregular slits
or windows, all strongly grated, though ninety or a hundred feet from
the base, and girdled by a barbican, having an arched gate and
flanking towers. Such was unvaryingly the external aspect of the
dwelling of a Scottish baron, and such was the Castle of
Kirkintulloch.
Above the gate, which bristled with loopholes for musketry, were the
armorial bearings of Robert Comyn, who was slain at the battle of
Alnwick, and the monogram of his descendant, the black Lord of
Badenoch, who married the Princess Marjorie, daughter of King John
Baliol, and whose son was the last of his race.
After taking a draught from the cup of ale which was filled for him,
as for all other visitors, from a barrel which stood in a recess of
the entrance lobby, the captain ascended the hollow-stepped stair to
the common hall of the venerable tower.
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