Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 08
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Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 08
Scottish Borders (Scotland) -- Fiction
"Hech," said Jamie, on beginning to respire more freely, and still
wiping his face assiduously, "this has been athegither a deevil o' a
job. Such a rumpus to be kicked up a' out o' nothing! Chased as if I was
a mad dog! It was the maist unlucky _ane_ ever I tell't but catch me
again savin onybody frae beein drooned! I'll no touch that style again
in a hurry, I warrant." And with such disjointed remarks as these on his
unhappy essay in his peculiar art, Jamie beguiled the short time which
he thought it necessary to remain in his concealment. This expired--or,
in other words, thinking the coast now clear--Jamie stole cautiously
down the stair, and, on arriving at the bottom, peeped into the close
before venturing out. The survey being satisfactory, Jamie emerged, and
stealing down the close like a cat, repeated at the foot of it the
operation of peeping round him, before taking the bold measure of
stepping into the street. No enemy was in sight, Jamie drew his breath
for a desperate adventure. It was a rush he meditated, which should at
once carry him clear of the dangerous locality; and he accomplished it.
From that hour, Jamie saw no more of the Alstons, and thus got out of
the entangled web which he had woven for himself; but it was not long
before he manufactured another, and a much more troublesome one.
The day on which the event in Jamie's life which we have just recorded
took place, was one of great stir and excitation in Glasgow. It was the
day of the execution of the Radical, Swan; whose death, on account of
his crime having been a political one, was to be attended with some of
the appalling ceremonies and peculiar proceedings that usually mark the
execution of traitors.
Following the general current of the population which, as the hour
appointed for the horrid exhibition was at hand, was drawing towards the
jail, Jamie soon found himself at the place of execution. Here the
general, and in some things the particular, appearance of the
preparations for the approaching tragedy, showed that it was to be one
of a very unusual kind. A strong party of foot-soldiers surrounded the
gibbet, while the approaches at either end of the jail were occupied by
dragoons, who, from the peremptory manner in which they performed their
duty, in repelling all attempts at affecting a passage by the way which
they guarded, sufficiently showed that their orders had been unusually
strict. The crowd and general excitement was immense.
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