Biographical fiction; Historical fiction; Outlaws -- Fiction; Rob Roy, 1671-1734 -- Fiction; Scotland -- History -- 1689-1745 -- Fiction
It proved but the shadow of a coming event; for soon after a party of
MacGregors, true to the old Celtic instinct of revenge, came to
Tirindrish, and, to punish the Cameron for having discovered the
cavern to the Colquhouns, struck off his head, by order of Dugald
Ciar Mhor. The place where the six fugitives perished is still named
the MacGregor's Cave, and a cairn was built there by the MacDonalds
in memory of the event.
Hundreds of such episodes followed the battle of Glenfruin; and more
fully to suppress the fated surname, no minister of the church could,
at baptism, give the name of Gregor to a child, under pain of
banishment and deprivation; and the heads of the Clan Alpine became a
marketable commodity under King William III., as the story of Duncan
nan Cean remains to testify.
Yet in spite of all these savage laws the clan grew and flourished in
the fastnesses of the Highlands, and in the battles of Montrose their
shout of _Ard Choille_ was heard farthest amid the ranks of the
routed Covenanters. Hence the spirit of their Gathering--
The moon's on the lake, and the mist's on the bay,
And the clan _has a name_ that is _nameless_ by day--
Then gather, gather, gather, Grigalach!
* * * * * *
While there's leaves on the forest, or foam on the river,
MacGregor, despite them, shall flourish for ever!
Then gather, gather, gather, Grigalach!
Hence in 1645 they could muster a thousand swordsmen; a hundred years
later seven hundred swordsmen, and when the Highland regiment of Clan
Alpine was raised by the chief in 1799, one thousand two hundred and
thirty of the clan and their kindred enlisted to fight for George III.
So little do tyranny and oppression avail in the end! They served
but to bind Clan Alpine together like bands of steel; but they were
never restored to their ancient rights, surname, or liberty, till an
Act of the British Parliament was passed in their favour, _only
twenty-four_ years before the regiment was embodied.
The wrongs of his name and kindred made a deep impression on Rob Roy,
and he thirsted for an opportunity of seeing them righted, either by
the restoration of the House of Stuart, or by the destruction of
their more immediate oppressors.
He knew and writhed under the unjust laws by which the whole clan,
for the deeds of a few, so long ago as the field of Glenfruin, were
stigmatized as cut-throats and traitors, and by which they were
nominally disarmed--the deepest disgrace that could be inflicted upon
a Highlander; by which they were degraded in name and station, and
only permitted to live as Campbells, Grahames, or Drummonds--a
landless and broken race.
In his soul he longed for an opportunity of avenging all this on the
King and Parliament, and for becoming a champion of the old Scottish
patriarchal system, and opposing the new, which made feudal lords of
Celtic chiefs, with power of gallows and dungeon, over free men--but
these were visions wild and vain!
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