The Three Perils of Man; or, War, Women, and Witchcraft, Vol. 2 (of 3)Hogg, James
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The Three Perils of Man; or, War, Women, and Witchcraft, Vol. 2 (of 3)
Hogg, James
Historical fiction; Scotland -- History -- Robert II, 1371-1390 -- Fiction
When Kell saw that she was betrayed and abandoned, her grief and
despair knew no bounds, and she would doubtless have accused her master
to his face had she been able to articulate aught distinctly,--but she
fell into fits, and they hurried her away. We were confined to cells in
different religious houses, but both in the same ward. It is well known
what tyranny prevails here, and what vengeance is wreaked against all
those guilty of breaches of morality, especially if those possessed of
riches or power desire it; but it is nothing to that which predominates
over the west country, where I then was. They fed me on bread and water,
though I asked for fat flesh, and longed for it every hour of the day:
and always when the people assembled to worship, I was put in the juggs;
that is, I was chained to the kirk wall with an iron collar about my
neck, and every boy brought a rotten egg, or some filth, and threw at
me, till I was all over bedaubed and plastered like a rough stone wall.
The men gave me a kick, and the old maids spit upon me as they passed,
but the young women looked on me with pity; and the old wives, before
my time of penance was expired, espoused my cause, and defended me from
the rabble. I heard them saying to one another, "Poor fellow, somebody
may be the better o' him yet. What wad the mother that bore him say if
she saw him standing in that guise? Surely she wad think the punishment
far outwent the crime."
One day, just when I was about to be set at liberty, I saw my kind
master speaking to some of the holy brethren, and was glad when I saw
him, thinking I saw the face of the only man on earth that cared for me.
But he came with a different intent from what I supposed, namely, with
the benevolent one of getting me hanged. He said he had missed some
money out of his house ever since I came away; and though he should be
sorry indeed to find any part of it on me, for his own satisfaction he
requested to search my clothes in their presence, to which I submitted
without reluctance, being conscious of my innocence. But he that hides
knows best where to seek. It was not long before my kind master took out
from between several of the button-holes in the breast of my grey coat,
two gold moudiwarts, three silver merks, and several placks and bodles.
In vain did I protest that I knew nothing about them; the brethren
pronounced me the most incorrigible wretch and vagabond that traversed
the face of the earth; and, as their jurisdiction extended not to such
crimes as this, they sent me off with the proofs of my guilt to Lord
William for judgment and execution. I shall never forget the figure I
cut that day when brought before Lord William, and accused. I was in a
wretched state as to clothes, having stood so long in the juggs. I had
been hungered almost to death, and maltreated in every way, and
altogether looked extremely ill. He asked them to go over the charges
against me, when one of the brethren came forward and spoke to him as
follows:
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