and it was her claim for redress
from him, in Bergen in 1567, when he was fleeing from Scotland after Queen
Mary’s capture, that led to Bothwell’s conveyance to Copenhagen, his
incarceration in a Danish prison, and his tragic death.
But the old Viking spirit had
apparently died out among the Norse for want of exercise and outlet. There
was no Norwegian army or militia or armed force in the land; and although
some few Norsemen might be found in the small Danish standing army, yet
the King of Denmark had to depend in great measure, as so many sovereigns
of that day, on mercenary soldiers enlisted from foreign lands when any
important fighting had to be done.
Denmark and Sweden then, as now, had
many common interests and also many causes for controversy; and at the
beginning of the seventeenth century Norway happened to be the bone of
contention. Norway having been neglected by her suzerain, and being
defenceless, had been encroached on by the Swedes and valuable territories
were filched away. The Swedes ravaged with fire and sword, maintaining
that only the islands off the coast to the north of the Arctic Circle
belonged to Norway. In 1611 King Christian IV. resolved to resist the
Swedish claims and the Swedish inroads on Norse territory. War was
declared, and eventually Denmark was victorious.
But the victory was not due so much
to the Danes and the Norwegians themselves as to the mercenary soldiers
that had been engaged to fight for them. From the very first Denmark and
Norway were able to close the Cattegat and so prevent assistance for
Sweden reaching the Baltic from the North Sea or English Channel. Allies
and hired soldiers from Western lands had therefore to find another route
to Sweden, and the most natural one was across Norway where there were no
troops to oppose them.
THE ORIGIN OF THE SCOTTISH
EXPEDITION.
Since the Viking period the
Scandinavian lands had gradually lost their love of fighting, and in
Norway the peasants had no great fondness for Danish enterprises. They
were prepared to defend their own homesteads, but they had no wish to wage
war with other nations or fight in other lands. When danger threatened at
home, or an expedition abroad seemed necessary, the Danish and Swedish
kings hired professional soldiers from any available quarter. As the Scots
were then famous fighters and never knew when they were beaten, their aid
was welcomed everywhere. In this particular quarrel the Danish king had
obtained mercenaries from Germany and France as well as from England,
where his brother-in-law James VI. was favourable to his cause. King
Gustavus Adolphus recruited his forces in the same lands, and the raising
of a regiment in Scotland was entrusted to Sir James Spens of Wormiston,
in Fife, who was a noted personality in those days. He was at one time in
the Scottish, at another in the Swedish service; now a diplomatist, now a
soldier. He was eventually naturalised in Sweden and ennobled.
Spens commissioned Colonel Andrew
Hamsay, a brother of Sir John Ramsay, who was a favourite of King James
VI., to raise the Scots regiment; and on account of his friendship with
the King it was naturally supposed that His Majesty favoured the
enterprise. This was far from being the case. Indeed, King James, in
London, seems never to have heard of the enlisting of Scotsmen for Sweden
until it was almost too late. And he might never have heard of it in time
if the recruiting had been done more cautiously and without press-gang
methods. Then the King lost no time, and no fewer than nine proclamations
were issued by him to show his goodwill for "his dearest brother the King
of Denmark." Yet, in spite of them all, a force of about 900 men was
enlisted by Colonel Ramsay, chiefly from the Caithness district. The
King’s prohibition, however, made it difficult for the leaders to get the
necessary vessels to convey the men out of Scotland.
Eventually, on the 2nd of August
1612, two vessels, one from Dundee and the other from Caithness, sailed
for Norway with a small staff of officers who had with them only about
one-third of the enlisted force. As we have seen, Sir James Spens
entrusted the raising of the force to Andrew Ramsay, to whom he gave a
colonel’s commission from the Swedish king. Colonel Ramsay then gave the
leadership of the overseas enterprise to his brother Alexander, with the
rank of lieutenant-colonel. He had as captains George Sinclair, George
Hay, and Sir Henry Bruce, and as lieutenants James Scott and James
Moneypenny, who acted as interpreter to the expedition.
THE SINCLAIR RAID.
In the Danish official documents the
enterprise is referred to as Skottetoget (the Scottish Expedition), but
the Norse peasants connect it with the name of Captain Sinclair. They
speak of the Sinclair Raid as being overwhelmed in the Sinklair Dokka
(Dip) at Kringom; the memorial on the spot is called the Sinklair Stotte;
and the story of the expedition is told in a succession of Sinclair
ballads, legends, and traditions. The explanation of this is that Sinclair
was killed in a fateful ambuscade. The other officers thought that their
treatment might be more tolerable if the peasants believed that the dead
officer had been the leader of the force. The Norwegians always refer to
him as Colonel Sinklair.
George Sinclair was the son of David
Sinclair of Stirkoke, and nephew of the Earl of Caithness. One Norse story
relates that George Sinclair and his brother John were at the Edinburgh
High School in 1595, when there was a mutiny among the boys because a
September holiday for some reason was refused. The lads barricaded
themselves in the school, and when the city officers stormed the building
George Sinclair fired a pistol and shot a bailie. He and his brother and
some other lads were imprisoned for several months. But history tells us
that the guilty boy was really William Sinclair, son of William Sinclair,
Chancellor of Caithness.
But Captain George Sinclair was
guilty of a treacherous act. Lord Maxwell had been banished for slaying
the Laird of Johnstone in a famous border feud. Maxwell secretly returned
to Scotland and sought protection from the Earl of Caithness whose wife
was a cousin of Lord Maxwell. But the Earl, for the sake of expected
reward, made use of George Sinclair to beguile the outlaw into the hands
of enemies at Castle Sinclair, near Thurso. Maxwell was hanged in
Edinburgh in 1613. But the Earl did not benefit by the dastardly deed; and
within a few weeks of the betrayal Sinclair met his own fate at Kringom.
When Maxwell found that he was betrayed he cursed Sinclair, who is
represented as being a superstitious man. During the expedition to Norway
Sinclair was often moody when the omens were consulted and proved adverse,
and apparently his conscience was troubling him.
The number of men who were conveyed
to Norway in the two vessels was probably about 300. It was natural for
the Norse peasants to magnify their victory. The Sinclair Ballad gives the
number of the Scots as 1400; the figure is given as 900 on a monument over
Sinclair’s grave dating from 1789, and is repeated in 1838 by the local
minister, Dean Krag, whose book about the traditions of the expedition is
very interesting, although sometimes poorly authenticated. The figure has
been gradually decreasing down to the latest and most careful authority,
Colonel H. Angell, who says, in the tercentenary memorial volume, that the
total number on the two ships was about 400 men, perhaps rather less. Sir
James Spens, after learning of the fate of the expedition, wrote on 26th
October 1612 to King James VI. and states that the number of the Scots was
300. If we accept that number as correct, then it most satisfactorily
agrees with any reasonable explanation of the surprise and defeat of the
Scots. It is agreed that the Norse peasants numbered about 500.
THE RAIDERS IN THE ROMSDAL.
Alexander Ramsay sailed from Dundee
on 2nd August, and Sinclair on the same day from Caithness. It is
understood that they met somewhere in Orkney and remained for a fortnight
either in the hope that others might join them, or to procure provisions
since they had been compelled to leave Scotland so hurriedly. In any case
the journey across the North Sea took three days, and they made for the
Romsdalsfjord from which convenient valleys led to Sweden. When they
entered the fjord it is reported that they hailed a fisherman, who was in
a boat with his daughter, and wished him to pilot them to Veblungsnaes
where they had to land for their journey. The girl was frightened and they
set her ashore, giving her a pair of scissors with silver handles and a
silver thimble. These were for long preserved in the Helland family but
were eventually sold to relic hunters.
The Scots landed at Klungnoes on
19th August just under the bluff called Skotshammer (Scots Craig), where a
monument now stands in honour of the farmer Per Klungnoes. The officers
had decided that it was necessary for them to have a guide across the
country, and they laid hold of the farmer without ceremony and compelled
him to show the way. He found means of sending a warning to the peasants
up the Romsdal, and he began by conducting the Scots by devious and
difficult paths in order to give the dalesmen time to get the news. The
farmers and peasants quickly responded to the call; but no one seemed able
to take the command and oppose the advance of the strangers. The Scots
were kept well in hand and did no damage at all. Indeed, as they expected
to receive all necessary equipment on their arrival in Sweden only a
comparatively small number of them were properly armed. Moreover, as a
considerable proportion of the men had been pressed into service and
forced on board the vessels, these unwilling recruits were a source of
weakness. Consequently, the officers were anxious to avoid any trouble
with the Norse. Tales of plundering and maltreatment were rumoured, some
of the stories being terrible and precise. These may be completely
disregarded. In the Norwegian Viceroy’s second report to the Danish
Chancellor regarding the expedition he says, "We have ascertained that
those Scots who were defeated and captured on their march through the
country have absolutely neither burned, murdered nor destroyed anything
either in Homsdalen or Gudbrandsdalen." Naturally, the peasants were
afraid on the approach of the great straggling Scots force, and in order
to prevent damage to their property they fled to the hills, usually
leaving tables loaded with food or perhaps a cow or sheep tethered for the
men to eat.
But, however peacefully the Scotsmen
advanced, yet they were enemies, and the dalesmen were resolved to block
the way. Once or twice at likely points preparations were begun, but
either because the Scots came up too soon or because the natives were
afraid, no attack was made, and the route was not barred. The Romsdal is
one of the most imposing valleys in Norway, with the Romsdalshorn on the
one side rising to a height of 5000 feet, and Trolltinderne to 6000 on the
other. The valley is so narrow that there is hardly room for more than the
river, the road, and the railway to-day, and there are mighty screes here
and there:
"Crags, knolls, and mounds
confusedly hurled,
The fragments of an earlier world."
One wonders how the Scottish force
made any progress at all; yet the Norse reports indicate that the rate of
travel was from twenty to twenty-five miles per day. At one very dangerous
spot the Scots suspected that the peasants were preparing to bar the way.
They therefore resolved to climb the mountain rather than risk delay at
the Bears Cliff, and after reaching a height of 2200 feet they passed from
the Romsdal into the Gudbrandsdal.
The local magistrate, Lars Hage,
received the news of the advancing Scots on Sunday morning, 23rd August.
He seized his battle-axe and hastened to the church of Dovre where he
dramatically interrupted the service. Advancing right up to the pulpit to
the surprise of the whole congregation, he turned at the chancel and
struck the floor three times with his axe, and exclaimed, "Give ear, the
enemy is at hand!" The minister at once dismissed the congregation. The
men assembled in the churchyard and made the necessary preparations
without loss of time. The fiery cross was immediately sent out, and from
all the neighbouring parishes and valleys men came trooping until, within
twenty-four hours, nearly 500 peasants had responded to the call.
THE AMBUSCADE AT KRINGEM.
The peasants resolved to make an
ambuscade and attack at a place called High Kringom or Kringelen. At High
Kringom the mountain Vetahö sends down a cliff or bluff to the Laugen.
There the river turns sharply to the left, and after a straight course of
500 yards or so, at a similar bluff, the Laugen again turns sharply to the
left. On rounding the northern bluff the road was at a level of 150 feet
above the river on a steepish slope, and it descended somewhat with a
deeper dip (Dokka, now Sinklair Dokka), rising again till it turned the
corner at the southern bluff.
The tradition is that immediately
above Dokka trees were cut down, made into logs, and arranged into a
mighty pile intermingled with rocks and stones, all held together with
ropes and props. This tomrnerrelte, as it is called, with a fall of
about forty yards to the road, was to be let loose on a given signal, when
the road at Dokka was filled with the Scots. But as the path was very
narrow the number killed in the Dokka by such a tommervelte could
not have been more than twenty-five or so. If, however, there were two
such timber piles, one above the road at each bluff, then, after the
advance guard had passed out, and when the main body was on the way
through Kringom, if the two piles were let loose the Scots would be
completely trapped. For the advance guard could not come back to help
their comrades, and the peasants, well concealed, being at least two to
one when the vanguard was hors de combat, might very readily
account for all the confounded and disordered Scots.
It is, however, very remarkable that
the official reports and the ballads and early local traditions make no
mention whatever of a tömmervelte, and only in later legends and
tales is there any mention of such. When the popular idea in course of
time had magnified the number of Scots to 900 or even 1400, and brought
down the number of the peasants to 300, it occurred to someone that the
dalesmen could not in any ordinary way have annihilated their foes without
much loss on their own side. The tommervelte was then naïvely
invented to explain it all. But the Norse were as five to three. In
reality they were skilfully led; their plan of attack at the remarkably
suitable Kringom was well conceived; foresight was shown in all the
preparations and signals, and the knowledge that the natives greatly
outnumbered their foes made success certain, provided that the Scots
remained in ignorance of their danger.
It was on Sunday, 23rd August, that
Lars Hage in Dovre church so dramatically announced the approach of the
enemy, who were that day probably at Lesje, only sixteen miles distant.
Kringom, the proposed place of attack, was twenty miles farther on; and by
Monday night the fiery cross had brought the peasants in large numbers to
the farms in Sel, and there they spent the night. On Tuesday the dalesmen
reached the arena of combat, and were allotted their particular tasks, and
carefully instructed in their duties. Peasants as they were, they had but
little war equipment. Their weapons were long-handled axes and swords,
straight or curved; some had bows, and a number had arquebuses and
matchlock guns.
On Monday, the 24th, the Scots
reached Dovre parish and spent the night at the farm of Landheim, where
there was a leikarvoll or playground. There they had a feast, and
the pipers played and the men danced. Tradition tells that the natives
heard the pipers and watched the reels from the hill slopes, whither they
had fled. There Per Klungnces, their guide, might tell them of the Rosti
gorge ten miles distant, where possibly the dalesmen might oppose them or
block their progress by destroying the bridge. And sure enough the Rosti
bridge was thrown down during the night, and such a poor track as the
Scots had been traversing until then had to be exchanged for the trackless
mountainside until they reached Romundgaard and the other Sel farms, where
the peasants had spent the previous night. Their toilsome march or journey
had been something like twenty-five miles that day.
In Romundgaard, which is still
standing, Sinclair and his men spent the night, the last night for most of
them. At the houses which the Scots found unoccupied the farmers had left
cattle tied to the fences as a propitiation that the foreign force might
not burn the buildings or do damage to property. In this parish there is a
loch called Skotvandet, and a farm called Skotte, memorials of the brief
stay of the Scots there. And there are many unlikely legends about
Sinclair’s wife and sundry happenings. The seed of a poisonous turnip
which is widespread in the parish, the Selsnaepe, is said to have been
sown by the Scots. And tradition tells us that on the fateful morning of
26th August, which was clear and promised heat, the Scots officers
reviewed their men at Sel; and that Sinclair had burned some powder in the
palm of his hand as an omen, and when the smoke was blown against his
breast he said, "To-day I’ll lose some of my men; I don’t know whether
many or few."
The Scots, of course, sent scouts in
advance; at first with tracking hounds, which, however, had already all
been killed but one. Early that morning the dog had been out hunting, and
its barking had attracted the attention of an old man, who ran and fetched
a steel bow with which he managed to shoot the hound. Its loss was
fateful, for had it lived it might have given warning of the peasants who
were lurking in waiting to surprise the Scots at the appointed place.
The peasants had sent one of their
number, by name Audun Skjenna, to bring news of the approaching Scots, and
he returned with the information that there was a troop of about sixty men
a considerable distance in advance of the main body, which was long drawn
out, as the track was rough and narrow. There were drums and bagpipes, to
the music of which the Scots kept time as well as they could. Now and then
they sang as they advanced, and it is said that when they heard some
children screaming on the hills they called out, "Listen to the witch cats
there!" They seemed to enjoy the fine day and the valley opening before
them; and evidently they had no suspicion of danger.
The Scots scouts made their way
forward with Per Klungnoens to guide them, but they saw nothing to alarm
them. Thus the vanguard was allowed to pass into High Kringom and through
Dokka and round the south bluff without hindrance; and then the moment for
decisive action came.
In the broad Laugen, where the road
passes between the two bluffs, there are half a dozen islets, two of them
being a few hundred yards in length. On one of these was a peasant whose
duty was to ride along parallel with the enemy and to turn sharply round
when the Dokka was filled with Scots. Another peasant who was a good shot,
Berdon Sejelstad, had agreed to hide behind a pile of stones on the
river-bank and to fire a signal shot in order that those who could not see
the horse might know when to begin the attack. Then on the opposite side
of the river, from the summit of the steep hill Selsjordkamp there is a
magnificent prospect, especially towards Sel, from which the Scots marched
to their doom. A peasant girl called Gudrid was a specially clever
priller, or performer on the cattle horn and ram’s horn, and she has
come down to us in history as Prillar Guri. She made her way to the summit
of Selsjordkamp, now known as Prillar Guri Peak, and it was her task to
attract the attention of the oncoming Scots by her playing, and so prevent
them from being too observant as they passed along.
As the main body of the Scots
advanced they played a tune which is preserved in the valley and called
the Sinklair Marsj. When it was ended they heard strange music from the
summit of the peak right ahead on the other side of the river, and the
melody is called Prillar Gun Slaat. The dalesmen play both the March and
the Slaat at their local gatherings still. Prillar Gun’s object was
completely attained. The Scots entered High Kringom still looking up at
Gun and listening to her playing and quite unsuspicious of any danger.
Captain Sinclair rode among his men in front, and when he reached the
lowest point of Dokka the man on the white horse gave the signal for
attack by turning quickly round; and immediately from behind the pile of
stones on the river-brink Berdon Sejelstad, who had been lying in wait,
fired, his bullet being a silver button, for he had heard that the Scots’
officers wore charms and neither lead nor steel could injure them. The
bullet reached its billet in the heart of Sinclair, who sprang from his
saddle and fell lifeless. Immediately the bluffs were blocked either by
the tommervelte or by the men appointed for the duty, and the peasants in
concealment above the path fired on the astonished and disordered Scots.
The officers never had the chance of getting their men into any sort of
order on that steep hillside. The unequal fight lasted for about an hour
and a half. At the end of that time of the 500 Norsemen only 6 had been
killed and a dozen wounded; but more than half of the Scots were slain,
and 74 were captured, some of them after a brief escape by swimming across
the river. The advance troop of 60 also was captured. The 134 captives
were conveyed that evening to Klomstad in Kvam, a few miles distant, and
there they were shut up for the night in the barn close by the present
main road and called Skottelaaven (The Scots Barn).
THE TRAGEDY OF THE SCOTS BARN.
The peasants were naturally
overjoyed with their success and spent the night in feasting and drinking.
In the morning came the necessity of determining what was to be done with
the prisoners. If they had been fewer in number the problem would not have
been so troublesome.
But Oslo was 200 miles away, and
August was the busy month when men could not be spared to guard so large a
band of prisoners; and provisions for so many would be difficult to
procure. The peasants were still excited; and recently the rumour had
reached them of the marauding of a similar troop of mercenaries that had
been enlisted in the Netherlands by Jan van Monkhoven, a Flemish colonel
in the Swedish service. He had sailed with 1200 men from Amsterdam, and at
Stjordal, to the north of Trondheim, he had begun his march to Sweden. The
peasants there gathered to the number of 1500, but they offered little
resistance and did not follow the foreign force. These Dutch mercenaries
were guilty of rapine and excesses that naturally bred resentment and
horror wherever the story, probably much exaggerated, spread. This had
happened only a month previously; and although the Scots, as we have seen,
had been guilty of no excesses, and were willing to pay for anything they
required, the dalesmen determined to kill the prisoners.
The Scots Barn at Klomstad is a
two-storey timber building, made of heavy logs laid on each other, 30 by
15 feet. In that small prison 134 men were cooped up for the night, many
of them being wounded. In the morning they were brought out two by two,
placed against the end of the building and shot. It is said that the marks
of some bullets can be seen still, but we saw none. A few of the prisoners
were claimed as serfs by men who wanted them or were sorry for them; and
fourteen were sent to Oslo along with the four surviving officers, Ramsay,
Bruce, Moneypenny, and Scott. No mention is made of Captain Hay, and
probably he fell, as well as Sinclair, in the attack at Kringom.
The peasants seem to have held
Sinclair in special detestation, so they refused to give him Christian
sepulture; and he was buried outside the churchyard of Kvam. The rest of
the dead were buried in a common grave, a sort of tumulus, Skottehaugen
(the Scots barrow). At a later period the Laugen encroached so much on its
bank there as to threaten the church, which was thereupon taken down and
removed about two miles to the north, where it stands surrounded by a
crowded churchyard. But the only trace now of the churchyard of three
hundred years ago is Skotshaugen close by the stone over the grave of
Sinclair. It must be acknowledged that modern writers about the Scots
Expedition do not seek to justify the shooting of the prisoners in cold
blood, and would have greatly preferred if the men had been dealt with in
some other less cruel fashion.
The eighteen prisoners, some of them
wounded men, sent to Oslo were confined in Akershus Castle. The Viceroy,
in sending on the officers to Copenhagen, reported that of the other
prisoners some had agreed to enter the service of private folk and several
had enlisted as soldiers, therefore to fight against the Swedes for whom
they had originally been hired in Scotland.
Sir Robert Anstruther, the British
Envoy to Denmark, exerted himself to the utmost on behalf of the four
officers. On 26th October he sent to King James VI. a report of the
ill-fated expedition, and said that Alexander Ramsay, Sir Henry Bruce,
James Moneypenny, and James Scott had reached Copenhagen from Oslo. "After
their coming hither a Council of War was called to have examined them and
afterwards to have given judgment upon them." Eventually Ramsay and his
fellow-officers were "sent home to their country" to be dealt with for
their actions; and in course of time the main blame for the expedition was
attributed to Colonel Andrew Ramsay. Finally, King James instructed Sir
Robert Anstruther to inform the Danish King: "We have by our warrant under
our hand banished him out of all our dominions which, next unto death, is
the highest punishment we could inflict" (21st December 1612).
MEMORIALS OF THE EXPEDITION.
The distance from the Romsdalsfjord,
where the Scots began their journey, to Kvam, where Sinclair is buried, by
the route they traversed, is about 150 miles; and along that route there
are memorials of the expedition and also Scots place-names here and there.
Skotshammer (Scots Craig) is the name of the hill above the farm from
which Per Klungnoes was taken to guide the Scots. On the summit there a
tall pillar on a rude pedestal commemorates him and his part in misleading
and guiding the expedition.
At Lesje, where the Scots were on
the day Lars Hage at Dovre summoned the peasants to fight for their homes,
there is a farm called Skotte where possibly one of the Scots who is known
to have been left behind, suffering from some injury, and who was kindly
treated by the people who discovered him, may have found a home and
founded a family.
Then in Kringom the name Sinklair
Dokka indicates where the Scots officer fell. On that spot there was
originally one, and then another memorial of Sinclair; but in 1826 a fine
soapstone monument was erected below Dokka, with the simple inscription,
"In memory of the Peasants’ bravery, 1612." About the beginning of this
century it had become much defaced by the carving of initials, and it had
to be enclosed. Then, finally, at the tercentenary commemoration of the
event, King Haakon, in the presence of a great multitude from all the
parishes that sent contingents to Kringom, unveiled a new monument by the
local sculptor, Kristen Holbö. It bears the inscription, "In memory of the
fight at Kringom, 26th August 1612." On that monument there is a panel
representing Prillar Gun blowing the horn. And immediately opposite on the
summit of Selsjordkamp, now called Prillar Gun Peak, from which Gun played
the Slaat as the Scots advanced, a monument in her honour has been set up,
and can be seen from a great distance.
At Kvam there is Skottelaaven (the
Scots Barn), where the prisoners spent their last night, and Skottehaugen,
where over a hundred executed Scots were buried in one grave. Near by is
Sinklairstötten (the Sinclair monument), a rough flagstone about 8 feet
long and 7 feet high, with the inscription, "The leader of the Scots,
George Sinclair, was buried here after he had fallen at Kringom on 26th
August 1612."
Then in the neighbouring parish of
Yaage there is a farm, called Skotlien (Scots brae), which thus got its
name. One of the peasants engaged at Kringom was named Ingebret Valle. On
the morning when the prisoners were being shot he claimed three of them,
and brought them home with him. One of them served Valle for a time, then
got his liberty, and cleared a piece of ground near the church. The
clearing was then called Skotlien, as it still is. His descendants
possessed the farm until about 1830, when they emigrated to America.
Another of Valle’s protégés was a glassmaker. He remained at the farm for
some time, and was then allowed to go home to Scotland. In gratitude to
Ingebret, he sent a large pictorial window of coloured glass to Valle,
where it was set up to the delight of the farmer and his friends. In 1885
the house was taken down, and the window was secured by Mr Thomas Michell,
the British Consul-General in Oslo, who gifted it to the Embassy Church,
St Edmund’s, where it can now be seen. The third of the Scots prisoners at
Valle after a time left Vaage and went to Sel. The farm Skotte there, not
far from Skotvandet (Scots Loch), was probably where he made his home.
Others of the prisoners who were
saved and settled in the country have descendants who still claim
connection with Scotland, although the names they bear may not be
distinctively Scottish, e.g.
Jacobsen, Matthiesen, Erlandsen.
Naturally many weapons and articles
of various kinds were taken from the prisoners, or obtained on the scene
of the fight, or recovered from the river. In the museums of Oslo, Bergen,
Copenhagen, and especially in the wonderful Sandvik museum at Lillehammer
and the armoury at Akershus Castle in Oslo, weapons from the Kringom fight
are numerous. At one time most of the local farms had relics in the shape
of powder-horns, daggers, broken weapons, and other articles, round which
legends had gathered, but they have gradually been sold, or given away, or
lost. Few of the weapons in the museums have distinctively Scots marks. A
pistol and gun are associated with the name of Sinclair, and these are
beautifully chased, whilst a money holster said to be his and a portion of
a drum have an interest of their own. But that is nearly all.
The Danish government in due time
rewarded the leaders of the peasants with gifts of lands, or freedom from
assessments, or other marks of appreciation for their good work. It may be
worth noting that although Prillar Gun got no recognition from the
authorities, the peasants themselves bought the farm of Rindal, in Vaage,
for her, changing the name to Prillarvik which it still retains.
That Scottish expedition has never
been forgotten in Norway. It was quickly made the theme of ballad, song,
and story, in which, of course, the peasants’ exploits were lauded to the
skies. The fight at Kringom was in reality a great event for the Gudbrand
Valley and for Norway. With justice, King Christian IV. praised the
peasants, and rewarded the leaders. And when, in the following year, it
was proposed that a territorial force should be organised, consisting of
the tidal peasants and the tenants of the royal farms and properties,
there was no opposition to reckon with at all. That was the beginning of
the organisation that gives Norway to-day a force of men, well disciplined
and trained to arms, drawn from every home in the land, and ready for any
emergency.
ADDENDUM.
It has only been deemed needful to
authenticate the important statements by references to authorities. On
most minor matters one or other of the authorities indicated has been the
source of our information. In the volume Skottetoget by Colonel
Angell, and especially in Mr Michell’s Scottish Expedition, the
original commissions, letters, and reports are provided in English,
Danish, or Latin, as the case may be.
THE SINCLAIR BALLADS.
In the old Gudbrandsdal dialect is
found the first tradition of the episode, Dölevisen (the Dalesmen’s
Lay). It dates from the middle of the seventeenth century. It is in rhyme,
of course; much exaggerated, and very legendary and lengthy. A century
later Edvard Storm published Sinklarvisen (the Sinclair Lay), which
first made the Scottish expedition familiar to old and young in all Norway
in the common tongue. It is a stirring ballad of many verses. Some of the
verses are set to a lively tune, and this Sinclair song is frequently sung
by the peasants at their merry-makings and on ceremonial occasions.