Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 05
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Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 05
Scottish Borders (Scotland) -- Fiction
And he again twisted the clothes round his arms, and wrestled with the
opposing energies of his own muscles. On the other side of me was a
scene not less affecting. His wife, struck to the heart by the horrible
confession, had fallen on the floor in a swoon. Shall I confess it? The
instant I saw in her signs of recovery, I hurried out of the house. What
I heard and saw; what I cogitated of the part I took in the death of
that poor innocent man, Walter T----; what my fancy conjured up of his
agonies, contrasted with his innocence, and the injustice that was done
to him, by the misdirected laws of his country--was too much for me, and
I flew for relief to the duties of my profession.
I afterwards requested my assistant to attend the unhappy patient in my
place. He reported to me that, when he called next day, William B----
was in a condition, if possible, worse than that in which I had
witnessed him. He had contracted an irresistible desire to throw himself
into the hands of justice; and, in order to get his wish effected, had
leaped from the window in his shirt, and had got a considerable way
through the planting, on his way to the house of the procurator-fiscal.
He was overtaken and seized; but he fought long with the people who had
caught him--making the wood ring with his screams, and crying that, as
the murderer of his uncle and cousin, it was necessary, ordained by
heaven, and conform to justice, that he should be hanged.
My assistant had been able to yield him no relief; and I was called upon
by Mrs. B----, who entreated me, with tears in her eyes, to try and
devise some means of putting an end to the terrible state of suffering
in which she was placed. She attempted to make me believe that her
husband was deranged in his mind, and had merely _conceived_ the
circumstances of the confession he had made in my presence. I did not
endeavour to undeceive the poor woman; but the conclusion I had come to
was almost exclusive of any doubt of the truth of what had been wrung
from the patient; and I contented myself with stating that, if there was
any delirium about him, it might be relieved by the cessation of the
painful disease which, in all likelihood, produced it. She then inquired
if it were not possible, by any means, however violent, to attempt a
cure of the disease, in spite of the opposing efforts of her husband;
and I replied, that the remedy formerly proposed might be resorted to if
the patient were bound down, or held by the energies of strong men,
while the operation was in the act of being performed; but that such a
step could only be justified by derangement or madness, and the
uncertain nature of the remedy was, besides, a strong reason against its
being so applied. Glad to grasp at any hope of reducing the amount of
her misery, she was not inclined to hesitate, for an instant, about the
propriety or possibility of the scheme of relief I had hinted at, and
said she would have individuals present in the house to apply the
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