Love stories; Scotland -- History -- 18th century -- Fiction
"Not when it's to see you, but I wis gettin' weary waitin' in this damp
hole, an' the Cornel, he'll be wonderin' why I'm no' back."
"Well, my friend," said I coldly; "I won't keep you from him."
"But, I've a word to say to ye for him, and something to gie ye. I'm
to say that he expects to hear from ye in satisfaction of his letter.
But if you need remindin', will ye study, as conveyin' his feelin's and
intents, a plain copy, made by him, which I've carried in my sporran,
of my Earl Mar's known epistle to the first Jock Forbes of Inverernan,
near by Corgarff."
With this mysterious message haltingly said, as if the Black Colonel
had drilled it into his man, which was, no doubt, the truth. Red Murdo
held me out a crumpled sheet of paper.
"Tak' it, sir," he added, "an', as advice from a humble man who wishes
ye no ill, obleege the Black Cornel if you can, or he'll be tryin'
other means. You an' I ken him, Captain, ken him weel, I'm thinkin',
an' it disna' dae to neglect him, as I've found mysel' at various
times."
It was a famous and familiar document with which I had been served, or,
rather, with a fair copy of it, in the Black Colonel's best round-hand;
but its use by him to convey his sentiments and intentions to me was
quaintly original. Here was he, framing himself in the words of
urgency and high consequence, which the Earl of Mar, when that nobleman
was raising the "Standard on the Braes o' Mar," flung, like a fiery
cross, at Jock Forbes of Inverernan. You will perceive the lordly
egotism of the Black Colonel when I give you the missive, as I read it
myself, with its new, intimate and individual bearing, immediately Red
Murdo had disappeared.
"Jock," it opened, "ye was right not to come with the hundred men ye
sent up tonight, when I expected four times that number. It is a
pretty thing, when all the Highlands of Scotland are now rising upon
the King and the country's account, as I have accounts from them since
they were with me, and the gentlemen of the neighbouring homelands
expecting us down to join them, that my men should only be refractory.
"Is not this the thing we are about which they have been wishing these
twenty-six years? And now, when it is come, and the King and the
country's cause is at stake, will they for ever sit still and see all
perish? I have used gentle means too long and shall be forced to put
other means into execution.
"I have sent you, enclosed, an order for the Lordship of Kildrummy,
which you are immediately to intimate to all my vassals; if they give
ready obedience it will make some amends, and, if not, you may tell
them from me that it will not be in my power to save them--were I
willing?--from being treated as enemies by those who are ready soon to
join me; and they may depend on it that I will be the first to propose
and order their being so.
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