Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 21
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Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 21
Scottish Borders (Scotland) -- Fiction
In return for the honour conferred on him, and the confidence reposed in
him, he watched over the interests of the city with the utmost
vigilance. But it was not to the general interest alone that he confined
the benefits of his guardianship. Individuals, also, who were wronged,
or threatened to be wronged, found in him a ready and efficient
protector, let the oppressor or wrongdoer be whom he might.
Having given this brief sketch of the leader of the cavalcade, we resume
the detail of its proceedings.
Holding on its way in a south-easterly direction, the party soon reached
and passed Rutherglen Bridge; the road connecting Hamilton with Glasgow
being then on the south side of the Clyde. But a little way farther had
they proceeded, when the faint sound of a bugle was heard, coming
apparently from a considerable distance.
"There he comes at last," said Sir David Lindsay, suddenly checking his
horse to await the coming up of his party, of which he had been riding a
little way in advance, immersed in a brown study. "There he comes at
last," he exclaimed, recalled from his reverie by the sound of the
bugle. "Look to your paces, gentlemen, and let us show some order and
regularity as well as respect."
Obeying this hint, the horsemen, who had been before jogging along in a
confused and careless manner, now drew together into a closer body; the
laggards coming forward, and those in advance holding back.
In this order, with the Provost at their head, the party continued to
move slowly onwards; but they had not done so for many minutes, when
they descried, at the farther extremity of a long level reach of the
road, a numerous party of horse approaching at a rapid, ambling pace,
and seemingly straining hard to keep up with one who rode a little way
in their front.
The contrast between this party and the Provost's was striking enough.
The latter, though exceedingly respectable and citizen-like, was of
extremely sober hue compared to the former, in which flaunted all the
gayest dresses of the gayest courtiers of the time. Long plumes of
feathers waved and nodded in velvet bonnets, looped with gold bands; and
rich and brilliant colours, mingling with the glitter of steel and
silver, gave to the gallant cavalcade at once an imposing and
magnificent appearance. In point of horsemanship, too, with the
exception of Sir Robert Lindsay himself, and one or two other men of
rank who had joined his party, the approaching cavaliers greatly
surpassed the worthy citizens of St. Mungo,--coming on at a showy and
dashing pace, while the latter kept advancing with the sober, steady
gait assimilative of their character.
On the two parties coming within about fifty paces of each other, Sir
Robert Lindsay made a signal to his followers to halt, while he himself
rode forward, hat in hand, towards the leader of the opposite party.
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