Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 10
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Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 10
Scottish Borders (Scotland) -- Fiction
"The description agrees unco weel, sir," said James; "for mony a sober
Christian and mony a royit callant lie thegither below yon grassy divot,
withoot bein sensible o' the company they keep. But, noo that we're
speakin o' kirks, gin y'll just turn a wee bit to the richt wi' me, I'll
let ye see a kirk construckit by the hands o' the _Creawtor_ himsel;
and, I'm sure, he has been mony a time as devootly worshipped there as
ever he was in temples built by human hands."
The distance was but a few steps out of the way; and, as the stranger
was enthusiastic in his desire to see every curiosity, he readily agreed
to accompany James to the place. They accordingly turned into a narrow
footpath, which diverged to the right, and winded among the gorse in a
more southerly direction. The lake, which had been for some time
concealed by a shoulder of the hill, again appeared; and the hill
itself, divided into two ridges--forming a capacious amphitheatre,
covered by smooth grass, and surrounded on all sides by tall broom and
impenetrable furze. At the head or northern end of this dingle, the
ground rises into a mound of considerable height and regularity of form;
and from this mound the prospect in all directions is unobstructed and
extensive.
"There," said James, "is the kirk o' the Covenanters; and mony a guid
sermon has been preached there, in defiance o' the winter's cauld and
the summer's heat, and the persecution o' cruel men, that was waur to
bide than them baith. In that howe stood the minister, upon a muckle
stane that has been lang syne removed; and the congregation sat upon the
brae around him. The sentry stood upon this knowe here, at yer richt
hand; and it still bears the name o' the Watchman's Tower. His business,
as ye'll maybe ken, was to watch for the appearance o' an enemy, and gie
warnin to the preacher and his hearers to provide for their safety, by
standin to their arms or takin to their heels. Mony a time I picture to
mysel the confusion that wad tak place amang the women folk, when a
party o' wild dragoons were seen scamperin in this direction. I think I
hear the watchman fire his gun, as he rins to the congregation; I think
I see the minister faulding up the Word o' God, and descendin to his
audience wi' the composed dignity o' ane that has settled his account
wi' time, and is prepared to dee for the doctrines he has advanced; then
there is the animatin address that he delivers to his little flock, as
they gather around him, wi' their swords in their richt hand, and their
Bibles in the left; the tears o' their greetin wives, and dochters, and
sisters, and sweethearts, fa'in thick as a simmer shower, while they
stand tremblin and sabbin, and pleadin wi' their freens to flee frae the
dangers o' the comin storm. I think I see them wringin their hands and
rivin their hair wi' agony, when their entreaties are answered by the
deliberate determination o' the auld, and the fiery resolution o' the
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