seat before our door, lean-ing forit his head on
his staff, and finding a kind of pleasure in feeling the beams of God's
ain sun beaking on him. A blackbird, that he had tamed, hung above his
head in a whand cage of my faither's making; and he had taken a pride in
learning it to whistle twa or three turns of his ain favourite sang, "Ower
the Water to Charlie."
I recollect as well as yesterday, that on the Sundays
he wore a braid bannet with a red worsted cherry on the tap o't; and had
a single-breasted coat, square in the tails, of light Gilmerton blue,
with plaited white buttons, bigger than crown pieces. His waistcoat was
low in the neck, and had flap pouches, wherein he kept his mull for
rappee, and his tobacco box. To look at him, wi' his
rig-and-fur Shetland hose pulled up ower his knees, and his big
glancing buckles in his shoon, sitting at our
door-cheek, clean and tidy as he was kept, was just as if one of the
ancient patriarchs had been left on earth, to let succeeding survivors
witness a picture of hoary and venerable eld. Puir body, mony a bit
Gibraltar-rock and gingerbread did he give to me. as he would pat me on
the head, and prophesy that I would be a great man yet; and sing me bits
of auld sangs, about the bloody times of the Rebellion and Prince
Charlie. There was nothing that I liked so well as to hear him set
a-going with his auld warld stories and lilts; though my mother used
sometimes to say, "Wheesht, grandfather, ye ken it's no canny to let out
a word of thae things; let byganes be byganes, and forgotten." He never
liked to gie trouble, so a rebuke of this kind would put a tether to his
tongue for a wee; but when we were left by ourselves, I used aye to egg
him on to tell me what he had come through in his far-away travels
beyond the broad seas; and of the famous battles he had seen and shed
his precious blood in; for his pinkie was hacked off by a dragoon of
Cornel Gardiner's down by at Prestonpans, and he had catched a bullet
with his ankle over in the north at Culloden. So it was no wonder that
he liked to crack about these times, though they had brought him muckle
and no little mischief, having obliged him to skulk like another Cain
among the Highland hills and heather, for many a long month and day,
homeless and hungry. Not daur-ing to be seen in his own country, where
his head would have been chacked off like a sybo, he took leg-bail in a
ship, over the sea, among the Dutch folk; where he followed out his
lawful trade of a cooper, making girrs for the herring barrels, and so
on; and sending, when he could find time and opportunity, such savings
from his wages as he could afford, for the maintenance of his wife and
small family of three helpless weans, that he had been obliged to leave,
dowie and destitute at their native home of pleasant Dalkeith.
At lang and last, when the breeze had blown ower, and
the feverish pulse of the country began to grow calm and cool, auld
grandfaither took a longing to sec his native land; and, though not free
of jeopardy from king's cutters on the sea and from spieson shore, he
risked his neck over in a sloup from Rotterdam to Aberlady, that came
across with a valuable cargo of smuggled gin. When grandfaither had been
obliged to take the wings of flight for the preservation of his life and
liberty, my faither was a wean at grannie's breast: so, by her
fending,—for she was a canny, industrious body, and kept a bit shop, in
the which she sold oatmeal and red herrings, needles and prins, potaties
and tape, and cabbage, and what not,—he had grown a strapping laddie of
eleven or twelve, helping his two sisters, one of whom perished of the
measles in the dear year, to gang errands, chap sand, carry water, and
keep the housie clean. I have heard him say, when auld granfaither came
to their door at the dead of night, tirling, like a thief o' darkness at
the window-brod to get in, that he was so altered in his voice and
lingo, that no living soul kenned him, not even the wife of his bosom;
so he had to put grannie in mind of things that had happened between
them, before she would allow my faither to lift ihe
sneck, or draw the bar. Many and many a year, for gude kens how
long after, I've heard tell that his speech was so Dutchified as to be
scarcely kenspeckle to a Scotch European; but Nature is powerful, and in
the course of lime he came in the upshot to gather his words together
like a Christian.
Of my auntie Bell, that, as I have just said, died of
measles in the dear year, at the age of fourteen, I have no story to
tell but one, and that a short one, though not without a sprinkling of
interest.
Among her other ways of doing, grannie kept a cow,
and sold the milk round about to the neighbours in a pitcher, whiles
carried by my faither, and whiles by my aunties, at the ransom of a
ha'penny the mutchkin. Well, ye observe, that the cow ran yield, and it
was as plain as pease that the cow was with calf;—Geordie Drowth, the
horse-doctor, could have made solemn affi-davy on that head. So they
waited on, and belter waited on, for the prowie's calving, keeping it
upon draff and ait-strae in the byre; till one morning every thing
seemed in a fair way, and my auntie Bell was set out to keep watch and
ward.
Some of her companions, howsoever, chancing to come
by, took her out to the back of the house to have a game at the pallall;
and, in the interim, Donald Bogie, the tinkler from Yet-holm, came and
left his little jackass in the byre, while he was selling about his
crockery of cups and saucers and brown plates, on the auld ane, through
the town, in two creels.
In the middle of auntie Bell's game, she heard an
unco noise in the byre; and, kenning that she had neglected her charge,
she ran round the gable, and opened the door in a great hurry; when,
seeing the beastie, she pulled it to again, and fleeing, half out of
breath, into the kitchen, cried, "Come away, come away, mother, as fast
as ye can. Eh, lyst, the cow's cauffed,—and it's a cuddie!"
The weaver he gaed up the stair,
Dancing and singing;
A bunch a' bobbins at his back,
Raulting and ringing.
Old Song,
My own faither, that is to say, auld Mansie Wauch,
with regard to myself, but young Mansie, with reference to my
grandfaither. after
having run the
errands, and done his best to grannie during his early years, was, at
the age of thirteen, as I have heard him tell, bound a 'prentice to the
weaver trade, which, from that day and date, for belter for worse, he
prosecuted to the hour of his death; —I should rather have said to
within a fortnight o't, for he lay for that time in the mortal fever,
that cut through the thread of his existence. Alas! as Job says, "How
time flies like a weaver's shuttle!"
He was a tall, thin, lowering man, blackaviced, and
something in the physog like myself, though scarcely so weel-faured;
with a kind of blueness about his chin, as if his beard grew of that
colour,—which I scarcely think it would do, but might arise either from
the dust of the blue cloth, constantly flying about the shop, taking a
rest there, or from his having a custom of giving it a rub now and then
with his finger and thumb, both of which were dyed of that colour, as
well as his apron, from rubbing against and handling the webs of checkit
claith in the loom.
Ill would it become me, I trust a dutiful son, to say
that my faither was anything but a decent, industrious, hard working
man, doing everything for the good of his family, and winning the
respect of all that kenned the value of his worth. As to his decency,
few— very few indeed—laid beneath the mools of Dalkeith kirkyard, made
their beds there, leaving a better name behind them; and as to industry,
it is but little to say that he toiled the very flesh off his bones,
ca'ing the shuttle from Monday morning till Saturday night, from the
rising up of the sun even to the going down thereof; and whiles, when
opportunity led him, or occasion required, digging and delving away at
the bit kail-yard, till moon and stars were in the lift, and the dews of
heaven that fell on his head were like the oil that flowed from Aaron's
beard, even to the skirts of his garment. But what will ye say there?
Some are born with a silver spoon in their mouths, and others with a
parritch-stick. Of the latter was my faither, for, with all his fechting,
he never was able much more than to keep our heads above the ocean of
debt. Whatever was denied him, a kind Providence, howsoever, enabled him
to do that; and so he departed this life, contented, leaving to my
mother and me, the two survivors, the prideful remembrance of being,
respectively, she the widow, and me the son, of an honest man. Some left
with twenty thousand cannot boast so much; so ilka anc has their
comforts.
Having never entered much into public life, further
than attending the kirk twice every Sabbath, and thrice when there was
evening service, the days of my faither glided over like the waters of a
deep river that make little noise in their course; so I do not know
whether to lament or rejoice at having almost nothing to record of him.
Had Bonaparte as little ill to account for, it would be well this day
for him; but, losh me! I had amaist skipped ower his wedding.
In the five-and-twentieth year of his age, he had
fallen in love with my mother, Marion Laverock, at the christening of a
neebour's bairn, where they both happened to forgather, little, I
daresay, jalousing, at the time their een first met, that fate had
destined them for a pair, and to be the honoured parents of me, their
only bairn. Seeing my father's heart was catched as in the net of the
fowler, she took every lawful means, such as adding another knot to her
cockernony, putting up her hair in screw curls, and so on, to follow up
her advantage; the result of all which was, that after three months'
courtship, she wrote a letter out to her friends at Loanhead, telling
them of what was more than likely to happen, and giving a kind
invitation to such of them as might think it worth their whiles, to come
in and be spectators of the ceremony. And a prime day I am told they had
of it, having, by advice of more than one, consented to make it a penny
wedding; and hiring Deacon Lawrie's malt-barn at five shillings for the
express purpose.
Many yet living, among whom James Batter, who was the
best man, and Duncan Imrie, the heel-cutter in the Fleshmarket Close,
are yet above-board to bear solemn testimony to the grandness of the
occasion, and the uncountable numerousness of the company, with such a
display of mutton broth, swimming thick with raisins,— and roasted
jiggets of lamb,—to say nothing of mashed turnips and champed
potatoes,—as had not been seen in the wide parish of Dalkeith in the
memory of man. It was not only my faither's bridal day, but it brought
many a lad and lass together by way of partners at foursome reels and
Hieland jigs, whose courtship did not end in smoke, couple above couple
dating the day of their happiness from that famous forgathering. There
were no less than three fiddlers, two of them blind with the sma'-pox,
and one naturally, and a piper with his drone and chanter, playing as
many pibrochs as would have deaved a mill-happer,—all skirling,
scraping, and bumming away throughither, the whole afternoon and night,
and keeping half the country-side dancing, capering, and cutting, in
strathspey step and quick time, as if they were without a weary, or had
not a bone in their bodies. In the days of darkness the whole
concern would have been imputed to magic and glamour; and douce folk,
finding how they were transgressing over their usual bounds, would have
looked about them for the wooden pin that auld Michael Scott the warlock
drave in behind the door, leaving the family to dance themselves to
death at their leisure.
Had the business ended in dancing, so far well, for a
sound sleep would have brought a blithe wakening, and all be tight and
right again; but, alas and alackaday! the violent heat and fume
of foment they were all thrown into caused the emptying of so many
ale-tankers, and the swallowing of so muckle toddy, by way of cooling
and refreshing the company, that they all got as fou as the Baltic; and
many ploys, that shall be nameless, were the result of a sober ceremony,
whereby two douce and decent people, Mansie Wauch, my honoured faither,
and Marion Laverock, my respected mother, were linked together, for
better for worse, in the lawful bonds of honest wedlock.
It seems as if Providence, reserving every thing
famous and remarkable for me, allowed little or nothing of consequence
to happen to my faither, who had few crooks in his lot; at least, I
never learned, either from him or any other body, of any adventures
likely seriously to interest the world at large. I have heard tell,
indeed, that he once got a terrible fright by taking the bounty, during
the American war, from an Eirish corporal, of the name of Dochart
O'Flaucherty, at Dalkeith fair, when he was at his 'prenticeship; he,
not being accustomed to malt-liquor, having got fouish and frisky—which
was not his natural disposition—over half-a-bottle of porter. From this
it will easily be seen, in the first place, that it would be with a
fecht that his master would get him off, by obliging the corporal to
take back the trepan money; in the second place, how long a date back it
is since the Eirish began to be the death of us; and in conclusion, that
my honoured faither got such a fleg as to
spane him effectually, for the space of ten years, from every drinkable
stronger than good spring-well water. Let the unwary take caution ; and
may this be a wholesome lesson to all whom it may concern.
In this family history it becomes me. as an honest
man, to make passing mention of my faither's sister, auntie Mysie, that
married a carpenter and undertaker in the town of Jedburgh ; and who, in
the course of nature and industry, came to be in a prosperous and
thriving way; indeed so much so, as to be raised from the rank of a
private head of a family, and at last elected, by a majority of two
votes over a famous cow-doctor, a member of the town-council itself.
There is a good story, howsoever, connected with this
business, with which I shall make myself free to wind up this somewhat
fusty and fuzzionless chapter.
Well, ye see, some great lord,—I forget his name, but
no matter,—that had made a most tremendous sum of money, cither by foul
or fair means, among the blacks in the East Indies, had returned before
he died, to lay his bones at home, as yellow as a Limerick glove, and as
rich as Dives in the New Testament. He kept flunkies with plush
small-clothes, and sky-blue coats with scarlet-velvet cuffs and
collars,— lived like a princie, and settled, as I said before, in the
neighbourhood of Jedburgh.
The body, though as brown as a toad's back, was as
pridefu' and full of power as auld king Nebuchadneishcr; and how to
exhibit all his purple and fine linen, he aye thought and better
thought, till at last the happy determination came ower his mind like a
flash of lightning, to invite the bailies, deacons, and town-council,
all in a body, to come in and dine with him.
Save us! what a brushing of coats, such a switching
of stoury trousers, and bleaching of white cotton stockings, as took
place before the catastrophe of the feast, never before happened since
Jeddart was a burgh. Some of them that were forward, and geyan bold in
the spirit, crawed aloud for joy at being able to boast that they had
received an invitation letter to dine with a great lord; while
others, as proud as peacocks of the honour, yet not very sure as to
their being up to the trade of behaving themselves at the tables of the
great, were mostly dung stupid with not kenning what to think. A council
meeting or two was held in the gloamings, to take such a serious
business into consideration; some expressing their fears and inward
down-sinking, while others cheered them up with a fillip of pleasant
consolation. Scarcely a word of the matter for which they were summoned
together by the town-offisher—and which was about the mending of the old
bell-rope—was discussed by any of them. So, after a sowd of toddy was
swallowed, with the hopes of making them brave men, and good soldiers of
the magistracy, they all plucked up a proud spirit, and, do or
die, determined to march in a body up to the gate, and forward to the
table of his lordship.
My uncle, who had been one of the ringleaders of the
chicken-hearted, crap away up among the rest, with his new blue coat on,
shining fresh from the ironing of the goose, but keeping well
among the thick, to be as little kenspeckle as possible; for all the
folk of the town were at their doors and windows to witness the great
occasion of the town-council going away up like gentlemen of rank to
take their dinner with his lordship. That it was a terrible trial to all
cannot be for a moment denied; yet some of them behaved themselves
decently; and if we confess that others trembled in the knees, as if
they were marching to a field of battle, it was all in the course of
human nature.
Yet ye would wonder how they came on by degrees; and.
to cut a long tale short, at length found themselves in a great big
room, like a palace in a fairy tale, full of grand pictures with
gold frames, and looking-glasses like the side of a house, where they
could see down to their very shoes. For a while they were like men in a
dream, perfectly dazzled and dumfoundered; and it was five minutes
before they could cither see a seat, or think of sitting down. With the
reflection of the looking-glasses, one of the bailies was so possessed
within himself that he tried to chair himself where chair was none, and
landed, not very softly, on the carpet; while another of the deacons, a
fat and dumpy man, as he was trying to make a bow, and throw out his leg
behind him, tramped on a favourite Newfoundland dog's tail, that,
wakening out of his slumbers with a yell that made the roof ring, played
drive against my uncle, who was standing abaft, and wheeled him like a
butterflee, side foremost, against a table with a heap o' flowers on't,
where, in trying to kep himself, he drove his head, like a battering
ram, through a looking-glass, and bleached back on his hands and feet on
the carpet.
Seeing what had happened, they were all frightened;
but his lordship, after laughing heartily, was politer, and kent better
about manners than all that; so. bidding the flunkies hurry away with
the fragments of the china jugs and jars they found themselves, sweating
with terror and vexation, ranged along silk settees, cracking about the
weather and other wonderfuls.
Such a dinner! The fume of it went round about their
hearts like myrrh and frankincense. The landlord took the head of the
table, the bailies the right and left of him; the deacons and
councillors were ranged along the sides like files of sodgers; and the
chaplain, at the foot, said grace. It is entirely out of the power of
man to set down on paper all that they got to eat and drink; and such
was the effect of French cooker}*, that they did not ken fish from
flesh. Howsoever, for all that, they laid their lugs in everything that
lay before them, and what they could not eat with forks, they supped
with spoons; so it was all to one purpose.
When the dishes were removing, each had a large blue
glass bowl full of water, and a clean calendered damask towel, put down
by a smart flunkey before him; and many of them that had not helped
themselves well to the wine while they were eating their steaks and
French frigassees, were now vexed to death on that score, imagining that
nothing remained for them but to dight their nebs and flee up.
Ignorant folk should not judge rashly, and the worthy
town-council were here in error; for their surmises, however feasible,
did the landlord wrong. In a minute they had fresh wine decanters
ranged down before them, filled with liquors of all variety of colours,
red, green, and blue; and the table was covered with dishes full of
jargonelles and pippins, raisins and almonds, shell walnuts and plum-damases,
with nutcrackers, and everything else they could think of eating; so
that after drinking "The King, and long life to him," and "The
constitution of the country at home and abroad," and "Success to trade,"
and 'A good harvest,' and 'May ne'er
waur be among us, and "Botheration to the French," and "Corny
toes and short shoes to the foes of old Scotland," and so on, their
tongues began at length not to be so tacked ; and the weight of their
own dignity, that had taken flight before his lordship, came back and
rested on their shoulders.
In the course of the evening, his lordship whispered
to one of the flunkies to bring in some things—they could not hear
what—as the company might like them. The wise ones thought within
themselves that the best aye comes hindmost; so in brushed a powdered
valet, with three dishes on his arm of twisted black things, just like
sticks of Gibraltar-rock, but different in the colour.
Bailie Bowie helped himself to a jargonelle, and
Deacon Purves to a wheen raisins; and my uncle, to show that he was not
frightened, and kent what he was about, helped himself to one of the
long black things, which, without much ceremony, he shoved into his
mouth, and began to. Two or three more, seeing that my uncle was up to
trap, followed his example, and chewed away like nine-year olds.
Instead of the curious-looking black thing being
sweet as honey,—for so they expected,—they soon found they had catched a
Tartar; for it had a confounded bitter tobacco taste. Manners, however,
forbade them laying it down again, more especially as his lordship, like
a man dumfoundered, was aye keeping his eye on them. So away they
chewed, and better chewed, and whammelled them round in their mouths,
first in one cheek, and then in the other, taking now and then a
mouthful of drink to wash the trash down, then chewing away again, and
syne another whammel from one cheek to the other, and syne another
mouthful, while the whole time their een were staring in their heads
like mad, and the faces they made may be imagined, but cannot be
described. His lordship gave hi? eyes a rub. and thought he was
dreaming, but no—there they were bodily, chewing and whammelling, and
making faces,; so no wonder that, in keeping in his laugh, he sprung a
button from his waistcoat, and was like to drop down from his chair,
through the floor, in an ecstasy of astonishment, seeing they were all
growing sea-sick, and as pale as stucco-images.
Frightened out of his wits at last, that he would be
the death of the whole council, and that more of them would poison
themselves, he took up one of the cigars,—every one knows cigars now,
for they are fashionable among the very sweeps,—which he lighted at the
candle, and commenced puffing like a tobacco-pipe.
My uncle and the rest, if they were ill before, were
worse now; so when they got to the open air, instead of growing better,
they grew sicker and sicker, till they were waggling from side to side
like ships in a storm; and, no kenning whether their heels or heads were
uppermost, went spinning round about like peeries.
"A little spark may make muckle wark." It is
perfectly wonderful what great events spring out of trifles, or what
seem to common eyes but trifles. I do not allude to the nine days'
deadly sickness, that was the legacy of every one that ate his cigar,
but to the awful truth, that at the next election of councillors, my
poor uncle Jamie was completely blackballed—a general spite having been
taken to him in the town-hall, on account of having led the magistracy
wrong, by doing what he ought to have let alone, thereby making himself
and the rest a topic of amusement to the world at large, for many and
many a month.
Others, to be sure, it becomes me to mention, have
another version of the story, and impute the cause of his having been
turned out to the implacable wrath of old Bailie Bogie, whose best black
coat, square in the tails, that he had worn only on the Sundays for nine
years, was totally spoiled, on their way home in the dark from his
lordship's, by a tremendous blash that my unfortunate-uncle happened, in
the course of nature, to let flee in the frenzy of a deadly upthrowing.—
The Life of Mansie Wauch, Tailor in
Dalkeith.