Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 07
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Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 07
Scottish Borders (Scotland) -- Fiction
"'I was born in the higher ranks of society; but circumstances, which I
need not recapitulate, reduced me to the humble condition of a peasant.
Early misfortunes compelled me to conceal my name and family, and I
enlisted as a private soldier. My conduct in the army attracted the
attention of my superiors; but I had no interest to rise higher than a
halbert, and was discharged with the regiment in which I served. When
Prince Charles landed on his native shores, I refused to join him, as I
considered myself in a manner bound, by my former services, to his
opponent. I took, therefore, no further interest in this civil broil
than to give my humble assistance to many of those persecuted men whom
the bloody mandates of the Duke of Cumberland had marked out for
destruction. In this way I have gradually collected around me a band of
gallant fellows, who are ready to follow me on any enterprise, however
desperate. It was not choice but necessity that compelled me to my
present way of life. Some day or other I shall, in all human
probability, be taken, and made an example of, to deter others from
following the like courses. I only ask, when you hear of my death--in
whatever way that may happen--that you will not forget you owed your
life to him who never took one but in the cause of his country, when he
fought for his king, and exposed his own. Farewell.'
"Then pressing my proffered hand in his, he turned away; and in a few
minutes the Highland cateran was out of sight."
"Did you never see him again, father?" inquired Edmund.
"I did; but in circumstances extremely painful; although to the last
interview I had with him I owe that portion of happiness with which
Providence was graciously pleased to bless me."
"Indeed! O father, do continue your story!"
"Well, Edmund, have patience, and you shall hear all. Time hurried on
imperceptibly; and, in a couple of years afterwards, I found myself
raised to the rank of a captain. The regiment had been ordered to
Ireland, where it remained for about a year; but the Highlands of
Scotland not being in a very settled state, it was ordered to that
kingdom; and, in the month of January, 1748, I found myself once more in
my old quarters; a circumstance far from displeasing, as I had many
friends there anxious to make me comfortable.
"The severity of Government had by this time considerably relaxed; and
as all fears of any new rebellion were at an end, an anxious endeavour
was made to reduce the restless Highlanders to some sort of order, and
put down the straggling bands of caterans that disturbed the
tranquillity of the country, and kept the proprietors in a perpetual
state of anxiety, by lifting, as it was called, their cattle, and other
predatory acts.
"Upon inquiring after my old friend, Ranald, I was told he had not been
heard of for a long time, and that it was generally supposed he had been
killed in some of his marauding expeditions.
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