For me, I went chiefly with Sir Thomas, my master, as was my duty; but
being allowed to choose my companion, I chose Muckle Hugh from
Kirriemore, which marches with mine own home of Kirrieoch on
Minnochside. Hugh was the strongest man in all Carrick, and had joined
the command chiefly for the love of me—because he had once herded sheep
for us, and my mother had been kind to him and given him new milk
instead of skim for his porridge.
And I warrant you when the two of us took the crown of the causeway, we
stepped aside for no man, not even for Bargany and his brother
Drummurchie had we seen them (which by good luck we never did). But
others we saw in plenty. It was ’Bargany thieves!’ ’Cassillis cairds!’
as we cried one to the other across the street. And the next moment
there we were, ruffling and strutting like gamecocks, foot-to-foot in
the midst of the causeway, neither willing to give way. Then ’Give them
iron!’ would be the cry; and in a clapping of hands there would be as
pretty a fight as one might wish to see—till, behold, in a gliff, there
on the cobble stones was a man stretched, and all workmanly completed
from beginning to end, while the clock of St Giles’ was jangling the
hour of noon.
For the matter of the killing of Black Peter, and the way that lassie
his daughter held his head as she washed him, abode with us, and made
our hearts hot against the Barganies. That is, the hearts of the younger
of us. For I wot well that the elders thought more of the lost box of
treasure, than of many men’s lives far more famous and necessary than
that of poor Black Peter, who died in his duty at the house door of the
Red Moss—and that is not at all an ill death to die.
But there came a day when the ill blood drew to a head. It was bound to
come, because for weeks the two factions of us Kennedies had been
itching to fly at each other’s throats. The Barganies mostly lodged
together in the lower parts of the town beneath the Nether Bow, in order
to keep us away from the King when he was at Holyrood House, and also to
be near the haunts of those loose characters of the baser sort with
whom, as was natural, they chiefly consorted.
We, on our part, dwelled in the upper portion of the town, in the
well-aired Lawnmarket and in the fashionable closes about the Bow-head.
For none of us, so far as I knew, desired to mix or to mell with loose
company—save, an’ it might be, the Earl himself. That being ’the custom
and privilege of the nobility,’ as Morton said to his leman, when he
wished to change her for another.
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