As Bob Dragon was in himself
superlatively ugly, so was he also in a marvellous degree an admirer of
beauty in the persons of Eve’s fair daughters, as they walked the
streets of Glasgow in his day. His chief, if not his sole amusement, was
to perambulate the then two chief thoroughfares of the city, Trongate
and Argyle Street, and to follow every good-looking personage of the
gentler and fairer sex who took his fancy in the course of his strolls;
but if, in the course of his pursuit or shadowing, another whom he
deemed fairer crossed his path, he would turn right about face and
follow after the new object of attraction.
This extraordinary feature of his
character was as well known to the general community of Glasgow as the
strange features of his ugly visage; and to observe his wild goose chase
movements was a source of no small amusement to any chance spectators.
As a rule he kept at a respectable and respectful distance from his
ruling stars, who might be gentle or simple, high or low, rich or poor,
ladies, servant maids, or factory girls; many or most of whom were well
aware that Bob Dragon followed in their wake, but like sensible girls,
took it quite good-humouredly, as a good joke or perhaps even regarded
it as a marked compliment made to their superior attractive power, at
least in the case of those whom he continued to follow until they got
housed.
The bachelor city residence of
this very peculiar personage stood at the foot of Stockwell Street, and
after his death in 1806, which was by his own rash act, the house
had the reputation of being haunted, and it
remained long untenanted, but after some time was occupied by another
peculiar personage, who was
regarded as a resurrectionest or
burker, and driven out of it by an infuriated mob,
who wrecked the house, on Sunday, 17th February 1822.