THE memoirs of Simon
Fraser, Lord Lovat, have been written in various forms, and with a great
diversity of opinions. Some have composed accounts of this singular,
depraved, and unfortunate man, with the evident determination to give to
every action the darkest possible tinge; others have waived all
discussion on his demerits by insisting largely upon the fame and
antiquity of his family. He has himself bequeathed to posterity an
apology for his life, and from his word we are bound to take so much,
but only so much, as may accord with the statements of others in
mitigation of the heinous facts which blast his memory with eternal
opprobrium.
As far as the researches
into the remote antiquity of Scotland may be relied upon, it appears
that the name of Fraser was amongst the first of those which Scotland
derived from Normandy, and the origin of this name has been referred to
the remote age of Charles the Simple. A nobleman of Bourbon—such is the
fable,—-presented that monarch with a dish of strawberries. The loyal
subject, who bore the name of Julius De Berry, was knighted on the spot,
and the surname of Fraize was given him in lieu of that which
Simon Fraser, Lord Lovat
he had borne. Hence the
ancient armorial bearing of the Frasers, a field azure, seme with
strawberries: and hence the w idely-spreading connection of the Frasers
with the noble family of Frezeau, or Frezel. in France, a race connected
with many of the royal families in Europe. For a considerable period
after the elevation of .Julius de Berry, the name was written Frezeau,
or Frisil.
The period at which the
Frasers* left Normandy for Scotland has been assigned to the. days of
Malcolm Canmore, where John, the eldest of three brothers of the house,
founded the fortunes of the Frasers of Oliver Castle in Tweedale, by
marrying Eupheme Sloan, heiress of Tweedale: whilst another brother
settled beyond the Forth, and became possessed of the lands of
Inverkeithing. Eventually those members of this Norman race who had at
first settled in Tweedale, branched off to Aberdeenshire, and to
Inverness-shire; and it was in this latter county, at Beaufort, a
property which had been long held by his family, that the famous Lord
Lovat was born.
Such is the account
generally received. According to others, the family of Fraser is of
Scandinavian origin. When the Scandinavians invaded the eastern coast of
Britain, and the northern coast of France, one branch of the family of
Frizell, or Fryzell, settled in Scotland; another in Normandy, where the
name has retained its original pronunciation.
The castle of Beaufort,
anciently a royal fortress, had been bestowed upon the Frasers. in the
year 1367. It is situated in the beautiful neighbourhood of Inverness,
in the district of the Aird: it was besieged by the army of Edward the
First during the invasion of Scotland by the usual method of throwing
stones from catapults, at a distance of seven hundred yards. A
subsidiary fortress, Lovat, heretofore inhabited by one of the
constables of the Crown, whom the lawlessness of the wild inhabitants
and the turbulence of their chieftains had rendered it necessary to
establish in the west of Scotland, also fell into the possession of the
Frasers.
The present seat of the
family of Lovat, still called Beaufort, is built on a part of the ground
originally occupied by a fortress. It lies on a beautiful eminence near
the Beauly, and is surrounded by extensive plantations.
The race, thus engrafted
upon a Scottish stock, continued to acquire from time to time fresh
honours. It was distinguished by bravery and fidelity. When Edward the
First determined to subdue Scotland, he found three Powers refuse to
acknowledge his pretensions. These were. Sir William Wallace, Si" Simon
Fraser. commonly called the Patriot, and the garrison of Stirling. When
Bruce, with an inconsiderable force fought the English army at Methven.
near Perth, and was thrice dismounted, Sir Simon Fraser thrice replaced
him on his saddle; he was himself taken prisoner and ordered to be
executed. And then might be witnessed one of those romantic instances of
Highland devotion, which appear almost incredible to the calmer notions
of a modern era, A rumour went abroad that the stay of the country, the
gallant Fraser, was to suffer for his fidelity to his country's
interests. Herbert de Norham, one of his followers, and Thomas de Boys,
his armour-bearer, swore, that if the report were true, they would not
survive their master. They died voluntarily on the day of his execution.
In 1431, the Frasers were
ennobled ; the head of the house was created a Lord of Parliament by
James the First, and the title was preserved in regular succession,
until, by the death of Hugh, the eleventh Lord Lovat. it reverted,
together with all the family estates, now of considerable value and
extent, to Thomas Fraser, of Beaufort, great uncle of the last nobleman.
This destination of the property and honours was settled by a deed,
executed by Hugh, Lord Lovat, in order to preserve the male succession
in the family. It was the cause of endless heart-burnings and feuds.
Hugh had married the Lady Ernelia Murray, daughter of John, Marquis of
Athole, and had daughters by that marriage. He had, in the first
instance, settled upon the eldest of them the succession, on condition
of her marrying a gentleman of the name of Fraser. But this arrangement
agreed ill with the Highland pride; and, upon a plea of his having been
prevailed on to give this bond, contrary to the old rights and
investments of the family, he being of an easy temper, having been
imposed on to grant this bond, he set it aside by a subsequent will in
favour of his great uncle, dated March 26th, 1696.
The families of Murray
and Fraser were, at the time that the title of Lovat descended upon
Thomas Fraser, united in what outwardly appeared to be an alliance of
friendship. Their politics, indeed, at times differed. The late Lord
Lovat had persisted in his adherence to James the Second of England
after his abdication, and had marshalled his own troops under the
banners of the brave Dundee. The Marquis of Atliole, then Lord
Tullibardine, on the other hand, had adopted the principles of the
Revolution, and had received a commission of Colonel from William the
Third, to raise a regiment of infantry for the reigning monarch. Thus
were the seeds of estrangement between these families, so nearly united
in blood, sown; and they were aggravated by private and jarring
interests, and by manoeuvres and intrigues, of which Lord Lovat, who has
left a recital of them, was, from his own innate taste for cabals, and
aptitude to dissimulation, calculated to be an incomparable judge.
Of the character of
Thomas of Beaufort, the father of Simon, little idea can be formed,
except that he seems to have been chiefly guided by the subtle spirit of
his son Simon. The loss of an elder son, Alexander, after whose death
Simon was considered as the acknowledged heir of the Frasers, may have
increased the influence which a young, ardent temper naturally exercises
over a parent advanced in years. Of his father, Simon, in his various
memoirs and letters, always speaks with respect; and he refers with
pride and pleasure to his mother's lineage.
"His mother,'" he
remarks, writing in the third person, "was Dame Sybilla Macleod,
daughter of the chief of the clan of the Macleods, so famous for its
inviolable loyalty to its princes."
During his life-time his
great nephew, Thomas Fraser of Beaufort, had borne the title of Laird of
Beaufort. "He now took possession." says his biographer, "without
opposition, of the honours and titles which had descended to him, and
enjoyed them until his death." According to other authorities, however,
Thomas Fraser never assumed the rank of a nobleman, but retired to the
Isle of Sky, where he died in 1699, three years after his accession to
the disputed honours and estates.
The family of Thomas of
Beaufort was numerous. Of fourteen children, six died in infancy; of the
eight who survived, Simon Fraser only mentions two,—his elder brother.
Alexander, and his younger, John. Alexander, who died in 1692, was of a
violent and daring temper. A determined adherent of Jaines ihe Second,
he joined Viscount Dundee in 1689, when the standard was raised in
favour of the abdicated monarch. During a funeral which had assembled at
Beauly, near Inverness, Alexander received some affront, which, in a fit
of passion, he avenged. Tie killed his antagonist, and instantly fled to
Wales, in order to escape the effects of his crime. lie died ia Wales,
without issue. John became a brigadier in the Dutch service, and was
known by the name of Le Chevalier Fraser. He died in 1716, "when," says
his brother, Lord Lovat, in his Memoirs, "I lost my only brother, a fine
young fellow."
Simon Fraser, afterwards
Lord Lovat, was born at Inverness,—according to some accounts in 1668,
to others in 1670: he fixes the date himself at 1676. He was educated at
the University of Aberdeen, where he distinguished himself, and took the
degree of Master of Arts. During his boyhood he shewed his hereditary
affection to the Stuarts,—an affection which was probably sincere at
that early age and he was even imprisoned for his open avowal of that
cause, at the time when his elder brother repaired to the standard of
Dundee. Deserting the study of the civil law, to which he had been
originally destined, Simon Fraser entered a company in the regiment of
Lord Tullibardine, his relation; nevertheless, he twice attempted to
benefit the Jacobite cause,—once, by joining the insurrection promoted
by General Buchan, and a second time by forming a plan, which was
rendered abortive by the famous victory at La Hogue, for surprising the
Castle of Edinburgh, and proclaiming King James in that capital. In
speaking of the other members of the family, Mr. Anderson remarks:—"The
parish registers of Kiltarlity, Kiikill, and Kilmorack, were at the same
time examined with the view of tracing the other children of Thomas of
Beaufort, but the communications of the various clergymen led to the
knowledge that no memorials of them exist. The remote branches called to
the succession in General Fraser's entail proves, to a certainty, that
these children died unmarried."—Anderson's Historical Account of the
Family of Fraser. It appears, however, from a previous note, that a
branch of the family still exists in Ireland.
This plot escaped
detection; and the young soldier pursued his military duties, until the
death of Hugh Lord Lovat drew him from the routine of his daily life
into intrigues which better suited his restless and dauntless character.
Although his father, it
is clearly understood, never bore the title of Lord Lovat, Simon,
immediately upon the death of Lord Hugh, took upon himself the dignity
and the offices of Master of Lovat. He seems, indeed, to have assumed
all the importance, and to have exercised nil the authority, which
properly belonged to Lord Lovat. He was at this time nearly thirty years
of age, and he had passed his life, not in mere amusement, but in
acquiring a knowledge of the world in prosecuting his own interests. It
is true, his leisure hours might have been, more innocently bestowed
even in the most desultory pursuits, than in the debasing schemes and
scandalous society in which his existence was passed : it is true, that
in studying his own interests, he forgot his true interest, and failed
lamentably; still, he had not been idle in his vocation.
He is said, on tradition,
to have been one of the most frightful men ever seen ; and the portrait
which Hogarth took of him, corroborates that report. He inherited the
courage natural to his family, and his character, in that single
respect, shone out at the last with a radiancy that one almost regrets,
since it seemed so inconsistent that a career of the blackest vice and
perfidy should close with something little less than dignity of virtue.
He seems to have been endowed with a capacity worthy of a better
employment than waiting upon a noble and wealthy relative, or inflaming
discords between Highland clans. If we may adduce the Latin quotations
which Lovat parades ifi his Memoirs, and which he uttered during his
last hours, we must allow him to have cultivated the classics. His
letters are skilful, even masterly, cajoling, yet characteristic. It is
affirmed that in spite of a physiognomy vulgar in feature, and coarse
and malignant in expression, he could, like Richard of Gloucester,
obliterate the impression produced by his countenance, and charm those
whom it was his interest to please. His effrontery was unconquerable:
whilst conscious of the most venal motives, and even after he had
displayed to the world a shameless tergiversation, he had the assurance
always to claim for himself the merit of patriotism. "For my part," he
said on one occasion, in conversation with his friends, "I die a martyr
to my country.''
In after life, Lovat is
described by a contemporary writer, "to have had a fine comely head to
grace Temple Bar." He was a man of lofty stature, and large proportion:
and in the later portion of his life, he grew so corpulent, that "I
imagined," says the same writer, "the doors of the Tower must be altered
to get him in.''
"Lord Lovat," says
another writer, "makes an odd figure, being generally more loaded with
clothes than a Dutchman; he is tall, walks very upright, considering his
great age, and is tolerably well shaped ; he has a large mouth and short
nose, with eyes very much contracted and down-looking; a very small
forehead, covered with a large periwig, —this gives him a grim aspect,
but on addressing any one, he puts on a smiling countenanc : he is
near-sighted, and affects to be much more so than he really is."
"His natural abilities,"
remarks the editor of the Culloden Papers, "were excellent, and his
address, accomplishments, and learning far above the usual lot of his
countrymen, even of equal rank. With the civilized, he was the modern
perfect fine gentleman; and in the North, among his people, the feudal
baron of the tenth century.'"
It seems absurd to talk
of the religious principles of a man who violated every principle which
religion inculcates; yet the mind is naturally curious to know whether
any bonds of faith, or suggestion of conscience ever checked, even for
an instant, the career of this base, unprincipled man. After much
deception, much shuffling, and perhaps much self-delusion, Lord Lovat
was, by his own declaration, a Roman Catholic: his sincerity, even in
this avowal, has been questioned. In politics, he was in heart (if he
had a heart) a Jacobite ; and yet, on his trial, he insisted strongly
upon his affection for the reigning family.
Such were the
characteristics of Simon Fraser, when, by the death of Hugh Lord Lovat,
his father and himself were raised from the subservience of clansmen to
the dignity of chieftains. To these traits may be added a virtue rare in
those days, and, until a long time afterwards, rare in Highland
districts ;—he was temperate: when others lost themselves by excesses,
he preserved the superiority of sobriety; and perhaps his crafty
character, his never-ending designs, his remorseless selfishness, were
rendered more fatal and potent by this singular feature in his
deportment. There was another circumstance, less rare in. his country,
the advantage of an admirable constitution. It was this, coupled with
his original want of feeling, which sustained him in the imprisonment in
the Tower, and enabled him to display, at eighty, the elasticity of
youth. Lord Lovat was never known to have had the headache, and to the
hour of his death he read without spectacles. A very short time after
the death of Hugh Lord Lovat elapsed, before those relatives to whom he
had bequeathed his estates were involved in the deadliest quarrel with
the family of Lord Tullibardine.
The family of Lord
Tullibardine, at that time called Lord Murray, furnish one of those
numerous instances which occur in the reign of William the Third, of an
open avowal of Whig principles, joined to a secret inclination to favour
the Jacobite party. The Marquis of Athole, the father of Lord
Tullibardine, had been a powerful Royalist in the time of Charles the
First; but had, nevertheless, promoted the Revolution, and had hastened,
in 1689, to court the favour of the Prince of Orange, with whom his lady
claimed kindred.
Disappointed in his hopes
of distinction, the Marquis returned to his former views upon the
subject of legitimacy; and finally retired into private life, leaving
the pursuit of fortune to his son, Lord John, afterwards Earl
Tullibardine, and Marquis of Athole. The disgust of the old Marquis
towards the government of William the Third, and the evident
determination which his son soon manifested to ingratiate himself with
that monarch, had, at the time when the death of Hugh Lord Lovat took
place, completely alienated the Marquis from his son, and produced an
entire separation of their interests.
In his zeal for the
King's service, Lord Tullibardine had endeavoured to raise a regiment of
infantry; and it happened, that at this tune Simon Fraser, as he
expresses it, "by a most extraordinary stroke of Providence, held a
commission in that regiment." This commission had been procured for him
by his cousin, Lord Lovat, who looked upon it as the best means of "
bringing him out in the world," as he expressed himself. The mode in
which Simon was induced by Lord Murray to accept of this commission, and
the manner in which he was, according to his own statement, induced to
support a scheme which was adverse to the interests of King James, is
narrated in his own Memoirs. If we may believe his account, he opposed
the formation of this regiment by every exertion in his power : he aided
the Stewarts and Robinsons of Athole, devoted Jacobites, and determined
opposers (if Lord Murray, whose claims on them as their chieftain they
refused to admit; and when Lord Murray, oil being appointed one of the
Secretaries (if State, resolved to give up the colonelcy of the troop,
he tried every means in his power to dissuade his cousin, Hugh Lord
Lovat, to whom it was offered, from accepting the honour which it was
inconsistent with his principles to bear. This conduct, according to the
hero of the tale, was highly applauded by the old Marquis of Athole, who
even engaged his young relative, Simon, to pass the winter in the city
of Perth with the younger son of the Marquis, Lord Mungo Murray, in
order that they might there prosecute together the study of mathematics.
Simon accepted the
invitation: and whilst he was at Perth, he was. according to his own
statement, cajoled by Lord Murray into accepting the commission, which
he held by a stroke of Providence and which was represented by Lord
Murray, as Simon affirms, to be actually a regiment intended for the
service of King James, who, it was expected, would make a descent into
Scotland in the following summer. And it was observed that since the
Laird of Beaufort was so zealous in his service, he could not do his
Majesty a greater benefit than in accepting this commission.
Influenced by these
declarations, Simon had not only accepted the commission, but had used
his influence to make up a complete company from his own clan:
nevertheless, the command of the company was long delayed. His pride as
a Highlander and a soldier was aggrieved by being obliged to sit down
content, for some time, as a lieutenant of grenadiers; and, at last, the
company was only given upon the payment of a sum of money to the
captain, who made room for the Laird of Beaufort. Xor was this all§ for
upon the Lord Murray being made one of the Secretaries of State, he
insisted upon the regiment taking oath of adjuration, which had never
before been tendered to the Scottish army.
Such had been the state
of affairs when Hugh Lord Lovat was taken ill, and died at Perth. The
manner in which Simon Fraser represents this event, is far more
characteristic of his own malignant temper, than derogating to the
family upon whom he wreaks all the luxury of vengeance that words could
give. Simon, it appears, had persuaded Lord Lovat to go to Dunkeld, to
meet his wife, the. daughter of the Marquis of Athole. in order to
conduct her to Lovat. Lord Lovat, disgusted by the treachery of the Earl
of Tullibardine in respect to the regiment, had refused to have anything
more to do with "this savage family of Athole," as he called them, "who
would certainly kill him." According to an account more to be relied on
than that of the scheming and perfidious Simon, the aversion which Lord
Lovat imbibed during his latter days to his wife's kindred, was
implanted in his mind by Simon Fraser, in order to gain his weak-minded
relative over to that plot which he had formed in order to secure the
estates of Lovat to his own branch of the house. This, however, is the
account given by Fraser of his kinsman's last illness :—
"In reality he had been
only two days at Dunkeld, when he fell sick, and the Atholes, not
willing to be troubled with the care of an invalid, or for some other
reasons, sent him to an inn in the city of Perth, hard by the house of
Dr James Murray, a physician, the relation or creature of the Marquis of
Athole, upon whom the care of Lord Lovat's person was devolved.
"The moment the Laird of
Beaufort heard the news that Lord Lovat had been conducted, very ill, to
the town of Perth, he set out to his assistance. But before his arrival,
in consequence of the violent remedies that had been administered to
him, he lost the use of his reason, and lay in his bed in a manner
incapable of motion,—abandoned by his wife and the whole family of
Athole, who waited for his dissolution in great tranquillity, at the
house of Dr. Murray.
Lord Lovat, however,
recollected his cousin, and embracing him said, "Did not I tell you. my
dear Simon, that these devils would certainly kill me? See in what a
condition I am!" Simon could not refrain from tears at this melancholy
spectacle. He threw himself on the bed beside Lord Lovat, and did not
quit him till he died the next morning in his arms. Meanwhile, not an
individual of the Athole family entered his apartment after having once
seen him in the desperate condition in which he had been found by the
Laird of Beaufort.
Such was the state of
family discord when Lord Lovat died; and it was discovered, to the
consternation of the Marquis of Athole and his sons, that he had made a
will in favour of his relation Thomas of Beaufort, and to the exclusion
of his own daughter.
The right of Thomas of
Beaufort was deemed incontestable; and not a man, it was presumed,
dreamed of disputing it. Yet it was soon obvious that the Earl of
Tullibardine, who had now acquired the title of Viceroy of Scotland, was
determined to support a claim in behalf of the daughter of Lord Lovat,
and to have her declared heiress to her father. This scheme was coupled
with a design of marrying the young lady also to one of Lord
Tullibardine's own sons, of whom he had five, and, according to Simon
Fraser, without fortune to bestow on any of his children.
The Master of Lovat,
Simon Fraser, as lie rightfully was now, communicated this scheme to his
father, and entreated him to resist this claim. Recourse was had to
several of the most able lawyers of the kingdom, and their opinion
unanimously was, that Lord Tullibardine had no more right to make his
niece heiress of Lovat than to put her in possession of the throne of
Scotland: that the right of Thomas of Beaufort to those honours and
estates was incontrovertible, and that the King himself would not
deprive him of them, except for high treason. It appears that Lord
Tullibardine was satisfied of the justice of the opinion as far as the
title was concerned, but he still considered that the property of the
last Lord Lovat ought to descend to his daughter and heiress. The point
was warmly viewed between the Earl and the Master of Lovat; but the
conference ended with no farther satisfaction to either of the gentlemen
than that of having each a full opportunity of reviling the other: such,
at least, is the account given by one of the parties; no reasonable
person will venture wholly to vouch for its accuracy, yet the dialogue
does not appear improbable. This firmness and spirit threw the Lord
Commissioner into a violent passion ; he exclaimed in a furious tone, "I
have always known you for an obstinate, insolent rascal; I don't know
what should hinder me from cutting off your oars, or from throwing you
into a dungeon, and bringing you to the gallows, as jour treasons
against the Government so richly deserve." Simon, having never before
been accustomed to such language, immediately stuck his hat on his head,
and laying his hand upon the hilt of his sword, was upon the point of
drawing it, when he observed that Lord Tullibardine had no sword: upon
this he addressed him in the following manner.
"I do not know what
hinders me, knave and coward as you are, from running my sword through
your body. You are well known for a poltroon, and if you had one grain
of courage, you would never have chosen your ground in the midst of your
guards, to insult a gentleman of a better house, and of a more
honourable birth than your own; but I shall one day have my revenge. As
for the paltry company that I hold in your regiment, and which I have
bought dearer than ever any company was bought before,—it is the
greatest disgrace to which I was ever subject, to be a moment under your
command; and now, if you please, you may give it to your footman."
Such was the beginning of
a long course of hostilities which were thenceforth carried on between
the Murrays and the clan of Fraser, and which was productive of the
deepest crimes on the part of the Master of Lovat. That he was fully
prepared to enter in to any schemes, however desperate, to ensure the
succession of the estates of Lovat, cannot be doubted. lie prosecuted
his designs without remorse or shame. The matter of surprise must be,
that he found partisans and followers willing to aid him in crime, and
that he possessed an influence over his followers little short, on their
part, of infatuation.
The first suggestion that
occurred to the mind of this bold and reckless man was, perhaps, a
natural and certainly an innocent method of securing tranquillity to the
enjoyment of his Inheritance. He resolved to engage the affections of
the young daughter of the late Lord Lovat, and, by an union with that
lady, to satisfy himself that no doubt could arise as to his title to
the estates, nor with regard to any children whom he might have in that
marriage ; nor was the hand of the Master of Lovat, if we put aside the
important point of character, a proffer to be despised. The estate of
Beaufort had long been in the possession of his father, as an appanage
of a younger son ; and had only been lent as a residence to Hugh Lord
Lovat, on account of the ru'n-ous state of the castle of Lovat. Downie
Castle, another important fortress, also accrued to the father of Simon
Lovat; and the estate of Lovat itself was one of the finest and best
situated in Scotland.* In addition to these, the family owned the large
domain of Sthratheric, which stretches along the western banks of the
Ness, and comprises almost the whole circumference of that extensive and
beautiful lake. The pretensions of the Master were, therefore, by no
means contemptible; and as he was young, although, according to dates,
ten years older than he states himself to be, in his Memoir of his life,
he had every reason to augur success.
For a time, this scheme
seemed to prosper. The young lady, Amelia Fraser, was not averse to
receive the Master of Lovat as her suitor; and the intermediate party,
Fraser, of Tenechiel, who acted as interpreter to the wishes of the
Master, actually succeeded in persuading the young creature to elope
with him, and to fix the very day of her marriage with the Master, to
whom Fraser promised to conduct her. But either she repented of this
clandestine step, or Fraser of Tenechiel, dreading the power of the
Athole family, drew hack j for he reconducted her hack to her mother at
Castle Pownie, even after her assurance had been given that she would
marry her cousin.
The circumstances of this
elopement are obscurely stated by Lord Lovat in his account of the
affair; and he docs not refer to the treachery or remorse of his
emissary Fraser of Tenechiel, nor does he dwell upon a. disappointment
which must have gratified his mortal enemies of the house of Athole. Yet
it appears, from the long and early intimacy to which he alludes as
having subsisted between himself and the Dowager Lady Lovat, that he may
have had many opportunities of gaining the regard of the young daughter
of that lady,—an idea which accounts, in some measure, for her readiness
to engage in the scheme of the elopement. At all events, he expresses
his rage and contempt, and makes no secret of his determined revenge on
those who had, as he conceived, frustrated his project. The young lady
was at first placed under the protection of her mother at Castle Downie,
the chief residence of the clan Fraser ; but there it was not thought
prudent to allow her to abide, and she was therefore carried, under an
escort, to Dunkeld, the house of her uncle, the Marquis of Athole. And
here another match was very soon provided for her, and again her consent
was gained, and again the preliminaries of marriage were arranged for
this passive individual. The nobleman whom her relations now proposed to
her was William, afterwards eleventh Lord Salton, also a Fraser, whose
father was a man of great wealth and influence, although referred to the
Master of Lovat as the "representative of an unconsiderable branch of
the Frasers who had settled in the lowlands of the county of Aberdeen.''
This match was suggested to the Athole family by one Robert Fraser "an
apostate wretch," as the Master of Lovat calls him, a kinsman, and an
advocate; and he advised the Marquis of Athole, not only to marry the
young lady to the heir of Lord Salton, but also, by various schemes and
manoeuvres, to get Lord Salton declared head of the clan of Frasers.
This plot was soon divulged; disappointment, rage, revenge were raised
to the height in the breast of the Master of Lovat. His pride was as
prominent a feature in this bold and vindictive man, as his duplicity.
Throughout life, he could, it is true, bend for a purpose, as low as his
designs required him to bend ; but the fierce exclusiveness of a
Highland chieftain never died away, but rankled in his heart to the
last.
It must be admitted that
he had just cause of irritation against the Murrays, first for disputing
the claim of his father to the Lovat title and estates, a claim
indisputably just; nor was their project for constituting Lord Salton
the head of the clan Fraser, either a wise or an equitable scheme. It
was heard with loud indignation in that part of the country where the
original stock of this time-honoured race were, until their name was
stained by the crimes of Simon Fraser, held in love and reverence. It
was heard by the Master of Lovat perhaps with less expression of his
feelings than by his followers; but the meditated affront was avenged,
and avenged by a scheme which none but a demon could have devised. It
was avenged: but It brought ruin on the head of the avenger.
Perhaps in no other
country, at the same period, could the wrongs of an individual have been
visited upon an aggressor with the same dispatch and ruthless
determination as in the Highlands. Until the year 1748, when the spirit
of clanship was broken, never to be restored, those hereditary
monarchies founded on custom, and allowed by general consent rather than
established by laws, existed in their full vigour.
The military ranks of the
clans was fixed and continual during the rare intervals of local quiet,
and every head of a family was captain of his own tribe. The spirit of
rivalry between the clans kept up a taste for hostility, and converted
rapine into a service of honour-Revenge was considered as a duty, and
superstition aided the dictates of a fiery and impetuous spirit. A
people naturally humane, naturally forbearing, had thus, by the habits
of ages immemorial, become remorseless plunderers and resolute avengers.
When any affront was offered to a chieftain, the clan was instantly
summoned. They came from their straths and their secluded valleys,
wherein there was little intercourse with society in general to tame
their native pride, or to weaken the predominant emotion of their
hearts,— their pride in their chieftain. They came fearlessly, trusting,
not only in the barriers which Nature had given them in their rocks and
fastnesses, but in the unanimity of their purpose. Each clan had its
stated place of meeting, and when it was summoned upon any emergency,
the fiery cross, one end burning, the other wrapt in a piece of linen
stained with blood, was sent among the aroused clansmen, traversing
those wild moors, and penetrating into the secluded glens of those
sublime regions. It was sent, by two messengers, throughout the country,
and passed from hand to hand, these messengers shouting, as they went,
the war-cry of the clan, which was echoed from rock to rock. And then
arose the cry of the coronach, that wail, appropriate to the dead, but
uttered also by women, as the fiery cross roused them from their
peaceful occupations, and hurried from them their sons and their
husbands.
Never was the fiery cross
borne throughout the beautiful country of lnvernessshire, never was the
wail of the coronach heard on a more ignoble occasion, than on the
summons of the Master of Lovat, in the September of the year It! 9 8.
After some fruitless negotiation, it is true, "with Lord Salton, and
after availing himself of the power of his father, as chieftain, to
imprison Robert Fraser, and several other disaffected clansmen whom that
person had seduced from their allegiance, the Master of Lovat prepared
for action. The traitors to his cause had escaped death by flight, but
the clan were otherwise perfectly faithful to their chieftain. Fear, as
well as love, had a part in their allegiance; yet it has been
conjectured that the hereditary devotion of the Highlanders must,
originally, have had its origin in gratitude for services and for
bounty, which it was the interest of every chieftain to bestow.
The Master of Lovat, or,
as ho was called by his people, the chieftain, first assembled his
people at their accustomed place, to the number of sixty and seventy,
and bade them be in readiness when called upon, lie thanked them for
their prompt attendance, and then dismissed them. During the next month,
however, he was met, coming from Inverness, by Lord Salton and Lord
Mungo Murray, who were returning from Castle Dowrde. Such was the
preparation for the disgraceful scenes which quickly followed. As soon
as the Master of Lovat and his father were informed of the flight of
their treacherous clansmen, they wrote a letter to Lord Salton. and
conjured him, in the name of the clan, to remain at home, and not to
disturb their repose nor to interfere with the interests of their chief;
an<l they assured him. that though a Fraser, he should, if he entered
their country, pay for that act of audacity by his head. Such is Lord
Lovat's account: it is not borne out by the statements of others ; yet
since the affair must have been generally discussed among the clan, it
is probable, that he would not have given this version of it without
foundation. Lord Salton, according to the same statement, at first
received this letter in good part : and wrote to Lord Lovat and to the
Master, giving his word that he would only interfere to make peace; and
that, for this reason, he would proceed to the seat of the Dowager Lady
Lovat, at Beaufort. Upon afterwards discovering that this courtesy was a
mere feint, and that this new claimant to the honours of chief was in
close correspondence with the Murrays, who were with him and the Dowager
at Beaufort, the Master of Lovat wrote to his father, who was at
Sthratheric, to meet him at Lovat, which was only three miles' distance
from Beaufort, whilst he should himself proceed to the same place by way
of Inverness, where he trusted that Lord Salton would grant him an
interview for the purpose of explaining their mutual differences.
No sooner had the Master
arrived at Inverness, than he found, as he declares, so much reason to
distrust the assurances of Lord Salton, that he wrote him a letter,
sent, as he says, "with all diligence by a gentleman of his train, to
adhere to his word passed to his father and himself, and to meet him the
next day at two in the afternoon, three miles from Beaufort, either like
a friend, or with sword and pistol, as he pleased."
Such is the account
transmitted by Lord Lovat, and intended to give the air of an "affair of
honour" to a desperate and lawless attack upon Fraser of Salton, and on
those friends who supported his pretensions to the hand of the heiress
of Lovat.
The real facts of the
case were, that Fraser of Salton was to pass through Inverness on his
way to Dunkeld, where the espousals between him and the heiress of Lovat
were to be celebrated. "Whether Simon Fraser purposed merely to prevent
the accomplishment of this marriage, or whether he had fully matured
another scheme :—whether he was excited by disappointment to rush into
unpremeditated deeds of violence, or whether his design had been
fostered in the recesses of his own dark mind, cannot be fully
ascertained. In some measure his revenge was gratified. He was enabled,
by the events which followed, to delay the marriage of Fraser of Salton,
and to retard the nuptials,—which, indeed, never took place. "This wild
enterprise," observes Arnot, in his Collection of Criminal Trials in
Scotland, "was to be accomplished by such deeds, that the stern
contriver of the principal action is less shocking than the abject
submission of his accomplices."
Lord Salton dispatched an
answer, saying, that he would meet the Master of Lovat at the appointed
time, as his "good friend and servant." But the bearer of that message
distrusted the reply, and informed the Master that he believed it was
Fraser of Salton's intention to set out and to pass through Inverness
early in the morning, iii order to escape the interview. Measures were
taken accordingly, by the Master of Lovat. At a very early hour he was
seen passing over the bridge of Inverness, attended by six gentlemen, as
he himself relates, and two servants, completely armed. This is the
Master's statement; but on his subsequent trial, it appeared that the
fiery cross and the coronach had been sent throughout all the country ;
that a body of four or five hundred men in arms were in attendance, and
that they had met in the house of one of the clansmen, Fraser of
Strichen, where the Master took their oaths of fidelity, and where they
swore on their dirks to be faithful to him in his enterprise. "The
inhabitants of Inverness," says Lord Lovat, "observing their alert and
spirited appearance, lifted up their hands to heaven, and prayed God to
prosper their enterprise." These simple and deluded people, doubtless,
but partially understood the nature of that undertaking which they thus
called on Heaven to bless.
The Master of Lovat and
his party had not proceeded more than four or five miles from Inverness,
than they observed a large party of runners issuing out of the wood of
Bonshrive, which is crossed by the high road. "It is a custom," adds
Lord Lovat, " in the north of Scotland, for almost every gentleman to
have a servant in livery, who runs before his horse, and who is always
at his stirrup when he wishes to mount or to alight; and however swift
any horse may be, a good runner is always able to match him."
The gentlemen who
attended the Master of Lovat, were soon able to perceive that Lord
Salton was one of the leaders of the party who was quitting the "Wood of
Bonshrive, and emerging into the high road ; and that his Lordship was
accompanied by Lord Mungo Murray, a younger son of the Marquis of
Athole, and, as the Master of Lovat intimates, an early friend of his
own. The account which Lord Lovat's narrative henceforth presents, of
that which ensued, is so totally at variance with the evidence on hit.
trial, that it must be disregarded and rejected as unworthy of credit,
as well as the boast with which he concludes it, of having generously
saved the lives of Lord Salton, and of his own kinsman, Lord Mungo. It
appeared afterwards, that his followers had orders to seize them, dead
or alive.
These two young noblemen
were, it seems, almost instantly overpowered by numbers, notwithstanding
the attendance of the runners, on whom Lord Lovat so much insists. Lord
Mungo was taken prisoner by the Master himself. They were then deprived
of their horses, and being mounted on poneys, were conducted to Fanellan,
guards surrounding them, with their muskets loaded, and dirks drawn, to
a house belonging to Lord Lovat, where they were kept in close
confinement, guarded by a hundred clansmen. Gibbets were erected under
the windows of the house, to intimidate the prisoners; and at the end of
a week they were inarched off to Castle Downie, —the Master of Lovat
going there in warlike array, with a pair of colours and a body of five
hundred men. From Castle Downie, Lord Salton and Lord Mungo were led
away into the islands and mountains, and were treated with great
indignity.
These adversaries being
thus disposed of, the Master of Lovat invested the castle of Downie with
an armed force, and soon took possession of a fortress, tenanted only by
a defenceless woman, the Dowager Lady Lovat. But that lady was a Murray;
one of a resolute family, and descended on her mother's side from a
Stanley. She was the grand-daughter of Charlotte de la Tremouille, who
defended Latham House against the Parliamentary forces in 1(544.
Notwithstanding that armed men were placed in the different apartments
of the castle, she was undaunted. Attempts were made by the Master cf
Lovat to compel her to sign certain deeds, securing to him that
certainty of the right to the estates, for which he was ready to plunge
in the deepest of crimes. She was firm—she refused to subscribe her
name. Her refusal was the signal, or the incentive, for the completion
of another plot, of a last resource,—a compulsory marriage between the
Master of Lovat and herself.
The awful and almost
incredible details of that last act of infuriated villany, prove Lady
Lovat to have been a woman of strong resolution, and of a deep
sensibility. The ceremony of marriage was pronounced by Robert Monro,
Minister of Abertaaife. The unhappy Lady Lovat's resistance and prayers
were heard in the very court-yard below, although the sound of bagpipes
were intended to drown her screams. Morning found the poor wretched
being, to make use of one of the expressions used by an eye-witness, "
out of her judgment; she spoke none, but gave the deponent a broad
stare." For several days reason was not restored to her, until, greeted
by one of her friends with the epithet "Madam", she answered, "Call me
not Madam, but the most miserable wretch alive." The scene of this act
of diabolical wickedness is razed to the ground: Castle Downie was
burned by the royal troops, in the presence of him who had committed
such crimes within its walls, and of three hundred of his clansmen,
shortly after the battle of Culloden.
It appears from a letter
written by Thomas Lovat. the father of the Master, to the Duke of
Argyle, that he and his son were shortly " impeached for a convocation,"
and for making prisoners of Lord Salton and Lord Mungo Murray, for which
they were charged before him, wore lined, discharged their lines, and
gave security to keep the peace." So lightly was that gross invasion of
the liberty that threatened the lives of others at first treated! "We
have many advertisements," adds Thomas Lovat, "that Athole is coming
here in person, with all the armed men he is able to make, to compel us
to duty, and that without delay." If he come, so we are resolved to
defend ourselves; the laws of God, of nature, and the laws of all
nations, not only allowing, but obliging all men, vim vi repellere. And
I should wish from my heart, if it were consistent with divine and human
laws; that the estates of Athole and Lovat were laid as a prize,
depending on the result of a fair day betwixt him and me." It was,
perhaps, an endeavour to avert the impending ruin and devastation that
followed, that the Master of Lovat gave their liberty to Lord Saltoun
and Lord Mungo Murray, although not until he had threatened them both
with hanging for interfering with his inheritance, and compelling Lord
Saltoun to promise that he would, on arriving at Inverness, send a
formal obligation for eight thousand pounds, never more to concern
himself with the affairs of the Lovat estate, and that neither he nor
the Marquis of Athole would ever prosecute either Lord Lovat or his son,
or their clan in general, for the disgrace they hail received in having
been made prisoners, for any of the transactions of this affair.
But it was evident that,
in spite of this concession, the vengeance of the Marquis of Athole
never slept; and that he was resolved to wreak it upon the head of the
wretch who had for ever blasted the happiness of his sister.
The Master of Lovat was
shortly aware that it would no longer be prudent to remain with his
victim in the castle of Downie. His wife, as it was then his pleasure to
call her, remained in a condition of the deepest despair. She would
neither eat nor drink whilst she was in his power; and her health
appears to have suffered greatly from distress and fear. In the dead of
night she was summoned to leave Castle Downie, to be removed to a more
remote and a wilder region, where the unhappy creature might naturally
expect, from the desperate character of her pretended husband, no
mitigation of her sorrows. Since rumours were daily increasing of the
approach of Lord Athole's troops, the clan of Fraser was again, when
Lady Lovat was conveyed from the scene of her anguish, called forth to
assist their leader, and the wail of the coronach was again heard in
that dismal and portentous night : for portentous it was. This crime,
the first signal offence of Simon Fraser, stamped his destiny. Its
effects followed him through life : it entailed others : it was the
commencement of a catalogue of iniquities almost unprecedented in the
career of one man's existence.
Crushed, broken-spirited,
afraid of returning to her kindred, whose high fame she seems to have
thought would be sullied by her misfortunes, Lady Lovat was conducted by
Fraser to the Island of Aigas. They stole thither on horseback, attended
by a single servant, and arriving at the sea-shore, they there took a
boat, and were carried to the obscure island which Fraser had chosen for
his retreat. Thomas Fraser of
Beufort, the father of
Simon, thus writes to the Duke of Argvle respecting this singular and
revolting union.
"We have gained a
considerable advantage by my eldest son's being married to the Dowager
of Lovat; and if it please God they live together some years, our
circumstances will be very good. Our enemies are so galled at it, that
there is nothing malice or cruelty can invent but they design and
practice against us; so that we are forced to take to the hills, and
keep spies at all parts; by which, among many other difficulties, the
greatest is this,—that my daughter-in-law, being a tender creature,
fatigue and fear of bloodshed may put an end to her, which would make
our condition worse than ever."
And now there took place,
in the mind of Lady Lovat, one of those singular revulsions which
experience teaches us to explain rather than induces us to believe as
neither impossible nor uncommon. Lady Lovat, it is said upon the grave
authority of a reverend biographer, became attached to the bonds which
held her. "Here," says Mr. Arbuthnot, in his Life of Lord Lovat, " he
continued a month or six weeks, and by this time the captain had found
means to work himself so effectually into the good graces of the lady,
that, as he reported, "she doated on him, and was always unhappy at his
absence.'" However true or however false this representation may he, the
marriage sen ice was again, as it was said, solemnized, at the
suggestion of the Master of Lovat, and with the free consent of Lady Do
vat.* On the twenty-sixth of October, 1697, we find Simon Fraser writing
in the following terms to the Laird of Culloden. The answer is not given
in the Culloden Papers, but it not improbably contained a recommendation
to repeat the marriage ceremonials:—
" Beaufort, the 26th of
Oct., 1797."
" Dear Sir,
"Thir Lords att
Inverness, with the rest of my implacable enemies, does so confound my
wife, that she is uneasy till she see them. I am afraid that they are so
madd with this disapointment, that they will propose something to her
that is dangerous, her brother having such power with her ; so that
really, till things be perfectly accommodatt, I do nott desire they
should see her, and I know not how to manage her. So I hope you will
send all the advice you can to your oblidged humble servant, Sin.
Fraser."
" I hope you will excuse
me for not going your lenth, since I have such a hard task at home."
from simon fraser to the
laird of culloden.
"Nov. 23rd, 1697.
" Sir,
" I pray you receive the
inclosed acompt of my business, and see if your own conscience, in sight
of God, doth not convince you that it is literally true. 1 hade sent it
to you upon Saturday last, but you were not at home; however, I sent it
that day to the Laird of Calder, who, I hope, will not sitt down on me,
but transmitt it to my best friends; and I beseech you, Sir, for God's
sak, that you do the like. I know the Chan-cellour is a just man,
notwithstanding his friendship to my Lord Tilliberdine. I forgive you
for betraying of me; but neither you, nor I, nor 1 hope God himself,
will forgive him that deceived you, and caused you to do it. I am very
hopeful m my dear wife's constancey, if they do not put her to death.
Now I ad no more, but leaves myself to your discretion; and reste, Sir,
your faithful friend and servant, Sim. Fraser."
Lady Lovat lived to hear
her husband deny that he had ever sought her in marriage, and to see him
married to two different wives; and he scrupled not to represent the
unfortunate Lady Lovat as the last possible object of his regard--as a
"widow, old enough to be his mother, dwarfish in her person, and
deformed in her shape!'" This, as far as related to disparity of years,
was untrue; the Dowager was only four years older than the Master of
Lovat.
Meantime justice had not
slumbered; and one morning, a charge against Captain Simon Fraser, of
Beaufort, and many others, persons mostly of the clan Fraser, for high
treason, in forming unlawful associations, collecting an armed force,
occupying and fortifying houses and garrisons, &c.' was left by the
herald, pursuant to an old Scottish custom, in a cloven stick, which was
deposited at the river side, opposite to the Isle of Aigas. Of this no
notice was taken by Simon, except to renew his addresses to his clan,
and to hasten, as far as he could from his secluded retreat, a
systematic resistance to the Marquis of Athole, and even to the royal
troops, whose approach was expected. But his fears were aroused. Again
he sought to avert the coming danger by concession; and he determined,
in the first instance, on restoring Lady Lovat to her friends.
It is stated by Mr.
Arbuthnot, but still on the authority of the Master of Lovat, that Lady
Lovat had now become reluctant to return to her relations. Nor is it
improbable that this statement is true, without referring that
reluctance to any affection for the wretch with whom her fate was
linked. She complied, nevertheless, with the proposal of the Master; and
leaving the Island of Aigas, she proceeded first to Castle Downie, and
afterwards to Dunkeld, where, according to Arbuthnot, she was obliged by
her brother, the Marquis, to join in a prosecution against her husband,
for a crime which she had forgiven. According to a letter from the Duke
of Argyle, addressed to the Rev. Mr. Carstares, chaplain to King
William, she fully exculpated the Master from the charges made against
him on her account. This exculpation was doubtless given when the
unhappy woman was under the influence of that subtle and powerful mind,
which lent its aid to its guilty schemes. Simon Fraser himself, as we
have seen, in writing to Duncan Forbes, declared—"I am very hopeful in
my dear wife's constancy, if the/ do not put her to death." This might
be only a part of his usual acting,—a trait of that dissimulation which
was the moral taint of his character; or it may have been true that the
humiliated being whom he called his wife had really learned to cherish
one who seemed born to be distrusted, hated, and shunned.
The return of Lady Lovat
to her family was of no avail in mitigating the indignation of the
Marquis of Athole. By his influence with the Privy Council, who were, it
is said, completely under his control, he procured an order from King
"William for the march of troops against the clan of Fraser, with
instructions, according to Simon Fraser, to overrun the country, to
burn, kill, and to destroy the whole clan, without exception ; and,
without issuing a citation to Thomas Fraser of Beaufort, or to his son,
to appear—without examining a single witness—a printed sentence was
published against all the Frasers, men and women and children, and their
adherents. Even the sanctuary of churches was not to be respected: "in a
word," says Lord Lovat's Manifesto, "history, sacred or profane, cannot
produce an order so pregnant with such unexampled cruelty as this
sentence, which is carefully preserved in the house of Lovat, to the
eternal confusion and infamy of those who signed it.
Government which
sanctioned the massacre of Glencoe was perfectly capable of issuing a
proclamation which confounded the innocent with the guilty, and punished
before trial.
The Master of Lovat
assembled his clan. That simple and faithful people, trusting m the
worth and honour of their leader, swore that they would never desert
him, that they would leave their wives, their children, and all that
they most valued, to live and die with him. An organized resistance was
planned ; and the Master of Lovat intreated his father, as he himself
expressed it, with tears, "to retire into the country of his kinsmen,
the Macleods of Skye." The proposal was accepted, and Thomas of
Beaufort, for he never assumed the disputed title of Lord Lovat, took
refuge among that powerful and friendly clan.
The prosecution against
the Master of Lovat was, in the mean time, commenced in the Court of
Justiciary; "the only case," so it has been called, "since the
Revolution, in which a person was tried in absence, before the Court of
Justiciary, a proof led, a jury inclosed, a verdict returned, and
sentence pronounced; forfeiting life, estate, honours, fame, and
posterity."41" None of the parties who were summoned, appeared. The jury
returned a verdict finding the indictment proved, and the Court adjudged
Captain Fraser and the other persons accused, to be executed as
traitors; "their name, fame, memory, and honours, to be extinct, and
their arms to be riven forth and deleted out of the books of arms; so
that their posterity may never have place, nor be able hereafter to
bruite or enjoy any honours, offices, titles, or dignities; and to have
forfeited all their lands, heritages, and possessions whatsoever."
After this sentence, a
severer one than that usually passed in such cases, the Master of Lovat,
for the period of four years, led a life of skirmishes, escapes, and
hardships of every description. lie retired into the remote Highlands,
then almost impenetrable; and, followed by a small band of hi< clansmen,
he wandered from mountain to mountain, resolved never to submit, nor
yield himself up to justice. Since his father's estates were forfeited,
and he could draw no means of subsistence from them, he was often
obliged to the charity of the hospitable Highlanders for some of their
coarse fare; and when that resource failed, or when he had lived too
long on the bounty of a neighbourhood, he and his companions made
nightly incursions into the Lowlands, and, carrying off cattle and
provisions, retreated again to their caverns, there to satisfy hunger
with the fruits of their incursions.
During the four years of
misery and peril in which the Master of Lovat continued to evade
justice, his father died, among his relations in the island of Skye. His
decease was caused, according to the representation of his son, by a
hasty march made to escape the King's troops, who, he heard, were coming
to the islands to pursue him. Among the few humane traits in the
character of Simon Fraser, the habitual respect and affection borne by
the Highlanders to parents appears to have been perceptible. He speaks
of Thomas of Beaufort in his Life with regret and regard; but seals
those expressions of tenderness with an oath that he "would revenge
himself on his own and his father's enemies with their blood, or perish
in the attempt." Such were his notions of filial piety.
The Master of Lovat had
now attained the rank for which he had made such sacrifices of safety
and of fame; and had the hollow satisfaction of a disputed title, with
an attainted estate, and a life over which the sword of destiny was
suspended,
A sentence of outlawry
followed that of condemnation, and letters of fire and sword were issued
against him. He was forbidden all correspondence or intercourse with his
fellow subjects: he was cast off and rejected by his friends, and in
constant danger either of being captured by the officers of justice, or
assassinated by his enemies. The commission for destroying the clan of
Fraser was not, indeed, put into execution; but that wild and beautiful
district which owned him for its lord, was ravaged by the King's troops
stationed at Inverness, or intimidated by the Highland army, commanded
by Lord Lovat's early companions, but now deadly foes,—Lord James and
Lord Mungo Murray. At length, after gaining a complete victory,
according to his own account, at Stratheric, over the tributaries of
Lord Athole, and extracting from the prisoners an oath by which they
"renounced the claims on our Saviour and their hopes in Heaven if ever
they returned to the territories of his enemy, the guilty and
unfortunate man grew weary of his life of wandering, penury, and
disgrace."
He was always fertile in
expedients, and audacious in proffering his petitions for mercy. During
his father's life, a petition in the form of a letter, written by Thomas
of Beaufort, and signed by seven Frasers, had been addressed to the Duke
of Argyle, appealing to his aid at Court, upon the plea of that "entire
friendship which the family of Lovat had with, and dependence upon, that
of Argyle, grounded upon an ancient propinquity of blood, and zealously
maintained by both through a tract and series of many ages.'' The Duke
of Argyle had. it was well understood, made some applications on behalf
of the Frasers; and Lord Lovat now resolved to push his interest in the
same friendly quarter, and to endeavour to obtain a remission of the
sentence out against his head.
His efforts were the more
successful, because King William had by this time begun to suspect the
fidelity of Lord Tullibardine, and to place a strong reliance upon the
integrity and abilities of the Duke of Argyle. The Duke represented to
his Majesty not only the ancient friendship subsisting between the house
of Campbell and that of Fraser, but also that the King might spend " a
hundred times the value of the Fraser estate before he could reduce it,
on account of its inaccessible situation and its connection with the
neighbouring clans. The Duke's account of his success is given with
characteristic, good sense in the following letter :—
the earl of argyle to the
laird of culloden.
" Edinburgh, Sept. 5,
1700.
"Sir,
" In complyance with your
deeyre and a great many other gentlemen, with my own inclination to
endeavour a piece of justice, I have made it my chief concern to obtain
Beaufort's (now I think 1 may say Lord Lovatt's) pardon, and the other
gentlemen concerned with him in the convocation and seizing of
prisoners, which are crymcs more immediately against his Majesty, which
I have at last obtained and have it in my custody. I designe to-morrow
for Argyllshire ; and, there not being a quorum of Exchequer in town, am
oblidged to delay passing the remission till next moneth. We have all
had lyes enuf of his Majestic before : his goodness in this will, I
hope, return my friend Culloden to his old consistency, and make E.
Argyll appear to him as good a Presbiterian and a weel wisher to his
country in no lesse a degree then Tullibardine, who plundered my land
some tyme agoe, and Culloden's lately Pray recover the same spiritt you
had at the Revolution ; let us lay assyde all resentments ill founded,
all projects which may shake our foundation ; let us follow no more
phantasms (I may say rather divells), who, with a specious pretext
leading us into the. dark, may drownd us. I fynd some honest men's eyes
are opened, and I shall be sorie if Oulloden's continue dimm. You have
been led by Jacobitt generales to fight for Presbiterie and the liberty
of the country. Is that consistent 'l. If not speedily remedied,
remember I tell you the pos-teritie of such 'will curse them. Let me
have a plain satisfactorie answer from you, that I may be in perfect
charitie with Culloden. Adieu."
Accordingly, the Duke
having obtained his pardon, Lord Lovat was enjoined to lay down his
arms, aud to go privately to London. That sentence, which had followed
the prosecution on the part of Lady Lovat, was not. at that time,
remitted, for fear of disobliging the Athole family. Upon arriving in
London, Lord Lovat found that Lord Seafield, the colleague of the Earl
of Tullibardine, was disinclined to risk incurring the displeasure of
the Athole family. lie put off the signing of the pardon from time to
time. He was even so much in awe of the Earl of Tullibardine, that he
endeavoured to got the King to sign the pardon when he was at Loo ; that
Mr. Pringle, the other Secretary of State, might bear the odium of
presenting it for signature. During this delay, Lord Lovat, not being
able with safety to return to Scotland, resolved to occupy the interval
of suspense by a journey into France.
Whilst Lord Lovat's
affairs were in this condition, the Marquis of Athole, resolved for ever
to put it out of Lord Lovat's power to gain any ascendancy over the
young heiress of Lovat, Amelia Fraser, was employed in arranging a
marriage for that lady to the son of Alexander Mackenzie, Lord
PrestonhalL It was agreed, by a marriage settlement, that Mr. Mackenzie
should take the name and title of Fraser-dale, and that the children of
that marriage should bear the name of Fraser. The estate of Lovat was
settled upon Fraserdale in his life, with remainder to his children by
his wife.'55' It indeed appears, that the estate of Lovat was never
surrendered to Lord Lovat; that he bore in Scotland, according to some
statements, no higher title than that of Lord of Beaufort; and that a
regular receiver of the rents was appointed by the guardians of Amelia
Fraser :t so completely were the dark designs of Simon Fraser defeated
in their object! He was, however, graciously received at St. Gerinains.
whither he went whilst yet, James the Second, in all the glory of a
sanctified superstition, lived with Lis Queen, the faithful partner of
his misfortunes. Lord Lovat ascribes this visit to St. Germains to his
intention of dissipating the calumnious stories circulated against him
by the Marquis of Athole. The flourishing statement which he gives in
his memoirs of King James's reception, may, however, be treated as
wholly apocryphal. James the Second, with, all his errors, was too
shrewd a man, too practised in kingcraft, to speak of the "perfidious
family of Athole," or to mention the head of that noble house by the
title of that "old traitor." Lord Lovat's incapacity to write the truth,
and his perpetual endeavour to magnify himself in his narrative, cause
us equally to distrust the existence of that document, with the royal
seal affixed to it, which he says the King signed with his own hand,
declaring that he would protect Lord Lovat from "the perfidious and
faithless family of Athole."'
The fact is, and it
redounds to the credit of James the Second, that monarch, eager as he
ever remained to attach partisans to his interests, never received Lord
Lovat into his presence. The infamy of the exploits of the former Master
of Lovat had preceded his visit to France : the whole account of his own
reception at St. Germains, written with astonishing audacity, and most
circumstantially worded, was a fabrication.
Lord Lovat's usual
readiness in difficulties did not fail him ; he was a ruined man, and it
was puerile to shrink from expedients. lie applied to the Pope's nuncio,
and expressed his readiness to become a Roman Catholic. The suit was, of
course, encouraged, and the arch hypocrite, making a recantation of all
his former errors, professed himself a member of the holy Catholic
Church, and acknowledged the Pope as its head. This avowal cost him
little, for he was by no means prejudiced in favour of any specific
faith ; and it gained him for the time, some little popularity in the
gay metropolis in which he had taken refuge.
King James, indeed, to
his honour, was still resolute in declining his personal homage; but
Louis the Fourteenth was less scrupulous, and the Marquis de Torcy, the
favourite and Minister of the French King, presented the abjured of
England and Scotland at the Palais of Versailles. It is difficult to
picture to oneself the savage and merciless Fraser, the pillager, the
destroyer, the outlaw, conversing, as he is said to have done, with the
saintly and sagacious Madame Maintenon. It is scarcely possible to
conceive elegant and refined women of any nation receiving this
depraved, impenitent man, with the rumour of his recent crimes still
fresh in their memory, into their polished circles. Yet they made no
scruple in that dissolute city, to associate with the abandoned wretch
who dared not return to Scotland, and who only looked for a pardon for
his crimes through the potent workings of a faction.
Lord Lovat well knew the
value of female influence. He dressed in the height of fashion—he
adapted his language and sentiments to the tone of those around the
Court. He was a man of considerable conversational talents; "his
deportment" says his biographer, "was graceful and manly." When he was
first presented to Louis the Fourteenth, who was desirous of asking some
questions concerning the invasion of Scotland, he is said to have
prepared an elaborate address, which he forgot in the confusion produced
by the splendour around him, but to have delivered an able extempore
speech, with infinite ease and good taste, upon the spur of the moment,
to the great amusement of Louis, who learned from De Torcy the
circumstance".'
His advancement at the
Court of Versailles was interrupted by the necessity of his return to
England, in order to obtain at last a final pardon from the King for his
offences. It is singular that the instrument by whom ho sought to
procure this remission was William Carstairs, that extraordinary man,
who had suffered in the reign of James the Second the thumb-screw, and
had been threatened with the iron boot, for refusing to disclose the
correspondence between the friends of the Revolution. Mr. Carstairs was
now secretary to King "William, and he little knew, when he counselled
that monarch to pardon Lovat, what a partisan of the Jacobite cause he
was thus restoring to society.
His mediation was
effectual, perhaps owing to a dislike which had arisen in the mind of
William against the Athole family; and a pardon was procured for Lord
Lovat. The affair was concluded at Loo, whither Lovat followed the King
from England. "He is a bold man," the Monarch is said to have observed
to Carstairs, "to come so far under sentence of death." The pardon was
unlimited, and that it might comprise the offence against Lady Athole,
it was now " a complete and ample pardon for every imaginable crime."
The royal seal was appended to it, and there remained only to get that
of Scotland also affixed.
Lovat entrusted the
management of that delicate and difficult matter to a cousin, a Simon
Fraser also, by whose treachery it was suppressed; and Lord Seafield
caused another pardon to pass the great seal, in which the treason
against King William was alone specified; and other offences were left
unpardoned. Upon this, Lord Lovat cited the Marquis of Athole before the
Lords Justiciary in Edinburgh to answer before them for a false
accusation : but on the very day of supporting his charge, as the
biographer of his family relates, his patron the Duke of Argyle was
informed that the judges had been corrupted, and that certain death
would be the result if he appeared." This statement is taken from Lord
Lovat's own complication of falsehoods, his incomparably audacious
"Manifesto." Notwithstanding that Lovat had appeared with a retinue of a
hundred armed gentlemen, as honorable as himself. with the intention of
intimidating the judges;—in spite of the Duke of Argyle's powerful
influence, the friends of the outlawed nobleman counselled him again to
retreat to England, and to suffer judgment to go by default. The Duke of
Argyle, he says, would not lose sight of him till he had seen him 011
horseback, and had ordered his own best horse to be brought round to the
door. There was no remedy for what was called by Lord Lovat's friends,
the. "rascality" of the judges :—and again this unworthy Highlander was
driven from his own country to seek safety in the land wherein his
offences had received their pardon. The 'uflexibility of the justiciary
lords, or their known integrity, form a fine incident in history ; for
the Scottish nation was at this period, ridden by Court faction, and
broken down by recent oppression and massacre.
Lord Lovat, meeting the
Duke of Argyle on the frontiers, accompanied his Grace to London; and
here, notwithstanding his boast. "that after his arrival in London he
was at the Duke's house every day", he appears, about this time, to have
been reduced to a state of miserable poverty, and merited desertion.
In the following letter
to Mr. Carstairs, he complains that nothing is done for him—he applies
to Mr. Carstairs for a little money to carry him home, "having no other
door open."
lord lovat to mr.
carstairs,
" London, June 20th, 1701
" Dear Sir,
"I reckon myself very
unhappy that my friends here do so much neglect me ; and I believe my
last journey to England has done me a vast prejudice; for if T had been
at home, I would have got something done in my Lord Evelin's business,
and would have got money before now, that might serve me to go a
volunteer with the King, or maintain me anywhere ; but my friend at home
must have worse thoughts now of my affairs than ever, having staid so
long here, and got nothing done. However, I now resolve to go to
Scotland, not being able to subsist longer here. I have sent the
inclosed note, that, according to your kind promise, I may have the
little money which will carry me home, and it shall he precisely paid
before two months; and I must say, it is one of the greatest favours
ever was done me, not having any other door open, if you were not so
generous as to assist me, which I shall alwise gratefully remember, and
continue wiLh all sincerity, Dear Sir, Your faithful and obliged
servant, Lovat."
The death of William the
Third revived the hopes of the Jacobite party; and to that centre of
attraction the ruined and the restless, the aspiring and the profligate,
alike turned their regards. Never was so great a variety of character,
and so great a diversity of motives displayed in any cause, as in the
various attempts which were made to secure the restoration of the
Stuarts. On some natures those opinions, those schemes, which were
generally known under the name of Jacobitism, acted as an incentive to
self-sacrifice — and to a constancy worthy of better fortune. In other
minds the poison of faction worked irremediable mischief: many who began
with great and generous resolves, sank into intrigue, and ended in
infidelity to the cause which that had espoused. But Lord Lovat came
under neither of these classes ; he knew not the existence of a generous
emotion; he was consistent m the undeviating selfishness and baseness of
his career.
If he had a sincere
predilection, he was disposed to the interest of King James. Hereditary
tendencies scarcely ever lose their hold upon the mind entirely.
The period was now,
however, approaching, when he whose moral atmosphere was, like his
native climate, the tempest and the whirlwind, might hope to glean some
benefit from the impending storm which threatened the peace of the
British empire.
On the sixth of
September, 1701, James the Second of England expired at St. Germains.
This event was favourable to those of the Jacobite party who wished to
bring forward the interests of the young Prince of Wales. James had long
been infirm, and had laid aside all schemes of worldly elevation. He had
passed his time between the diversion of hunting and the duties of
religion, his widowed Queen retained, on the contrary, an ardent desire
to see her son restored to the throne of England. She implanted that
wish in his own breast; she nourished it by the society of those whom
she placed around him; and she passed her time in constantly forming new
schemes for the promotion of that restoration to which her sanguine
anticipations were continually directed.
The death of James was
succeeded by two events: one, the avowed determination of Louis the
Fourteenth to take the exiled family of Stuart under his protection, and
the consequent proclamation of the young Prince of Wales as King of
England; the other, the bill for the attainder of the pretended Prince
of Wales, in the English Parliament, with an additional clause of
attainder against the Queen, Mary of Modena, together with an oath of
abjuration of the "Pretender." The debates which impeded the progress of
this measure, plainly prove how deeply engrafted in the hearts of many
of the higher classes were those rights which they were thus enforced to
abjure.
This was one of the last
acts of William. His death, in 1702, revived the spirits of the
Jacobites, for the partiality of Anne to her brother, the young Prince,
was generally understood; and It appears, from the letters which have
been published in later days to have been of a tar more real and
sisterly character than has generally been supposed. The death of the
young Duke of Gloucester appeared, naturally, to make way for the
restoration of the Stuart family; and there is no doubt but that Anne
earnestly desired it; and that on one occasion, when her brother's life
was in danger from illness, her anxiety was considerable on his account.
It is, therefore, no
matter of reproach to the Jacobites, as an infatuation, although it has
frequently been so represented, that they cherished those schemes which
were ultimately so unfortunate, but which, had it not been that "popery
appeared more dreadful in England than even the prospect of slavery and
temporal oppression," would doubtless have been successful without the
disastrous scenes whHi marked the struggle to bring them to bear.
Lord Lovat was at this
time no insignificant instrument in the hands of the Jacobite party.
When he found that the sentence of outlawry was not reversed; when he
perceived that he must no longer hope for the peaceable enjoyment of the
Lovat inheritance, his whole soul turned to the restoration of King
James; and, after his death, to that of the young Prince of Wales. Yet
he seems, in the course of the extraordinary affairs in which the Queen,
Mary of Modena, was rash enough to employ him, to have one eye fixed
upon St. James's, another upon St. Germains, and to have been perfectly
uncertain as to which power he should eventually dedicate his boasted
influence and talents.
Lord Lovat may be
regarded as the first promoter of the Insurrection of 1715 in Scotland.
Whether his exertions proceeded from a real endeavour to promote the
cause of the Jacobites, or whether they were, as it has been supposed,
the result of a political scheme of the Duke of Queensbury's, it is
difficult to determine, and immaterial to decide ; because his periidy
in disclosing the whole to that nobleman has been clearly discovered. It
seems, however, more than probable, that he could not go on in the
straightforward path ; and that he was in the employ of the Duke of
Queens-bury from the first, has been confidently stated.
Early in 1702, Lord Lovat
went to France, and pretending to have authority from some of the
Highland clans and Scottish nobility, offered the services of his
countrymen to the Court of St. Germains. This offer was made shortly
before the death of James the Second, and a proposal was made in the
name of the Scottish Jacobites to raise an army of twelve thousand men,
if the King of France would consent to Iand five thousand men at Dundee,
and five hundred at Fort William. His proposals were listened to, but
his integrity was suspected.
According to his own
account, Lord Lovat, being in full possession of his family honours,
upon the death of King "William, immediately proclaimed the Prince of
Wales in his own province, and acting, as he declares, in accordance
with the advice of his friend, the Duke of Argyle, repaired to France,
"in order to do the best that he could in that country," He immediately,
to pursue his own statement, engaged the Earl Lord Marischal, the Earl
of Errol, Lord Constable of Scotland, in the cause, and then, passing
through England and Holland, in order to go to France through Flanders,
he arrived in Paris with this commission about the month of September.
Sir John Maclean,
cousin-german of Lord Lovat, had resided ten years at the Court of St.
Germains, and to his guidance Lovat confided himself. By Maclean, Lovat
was introduced to the Duke of Perth, as he was called, who had been
Chancellor of Scotland when James the Second abdicated, and whose
influence was now divided at the Court of St. Germains, by the Earl of
Middleton. For never was faction more virulent- than in the Court of the
exiled Monarch, and during the minority of his son. The Duke of Perth
represented Lord Middleton as a "faithless traitor, a pensionary of the
English Parliament, to give intelligence of all that passes at the Court
of St. Germains." It was therefore agreed that this scheme of the
invasion should be carried on unknown to that nobleman, and to this
secrecy the Queen, it is said, gave her consent She hailed the prospect
of an insurrection in Scotland with joy, and declared twenty times to
Lord Lovat that she had sent her jewels to Paris to be sold, in order to
send the twenty thousand crowns, which Lord Lovat represented would be
necessary to equip the Highland forces. Hitherto the Court of St.
Germains had been contented merely to keep up a correspondence with
their friends, retaining them in their principles, though without any
expectation of iinmediate assistance. The offer of Lord Lovat was the
first step towards more active exertions in the cause of the Stuarts. It
is in this sense that he may almost be considered as the father of the
Rebellion of 1715. He first excited those ardent spirits to unanimity
and to action ; and the project of restoration, which only languished
whilst Anne lived, was never afterwards abandoned until after the year
1746.
Either through the
indiscretion of Queen Mary of Modena, or through some other channel, the
plot of the invasion became known to Lord Middleton. Jealous of the
family of Perth his avowed enemies. Lord Middleton, according to Lord
Lovat, was enraged at the project, and determined to ruin the
projectors. It is very true that the antipathies between the prevailing
factions may have excited Lord Miudleion's anger; but it is evident,
from his lordship's letters and memoranda, that his dislike had a far
deeper source—the profligacy of the agent Lovat; a profligacy which had
deterred, as it was afterwards found, many of the Highland chiefs from
lending their aid to the cause. Party fury, however, ran high, and
before the affair of the insurrection could be settled, Lord Middleton,
declaring that the last words of King James had made a powerful
impression on his mind, retired into the convent of Benedictines at
Paris, to be satisfied of some doubts, and to be instructed in the
doctrines of the Roman Catholic Church. But this temporary retirement
rather revived than decreased the favour of the Queen towards him. She
trusted to his advice; and, as the statement which Lord Lovat gave of
the affairs of Scotland appeared too favourable to the excluded family
to he believed, Louis the Fourteenth counselled the Court of St.
Germains to send with Lord Lovat, or, as he is invariably called in all
contemporary documents, Simon Fraser, a person who could be trusted to
bring back a genuine account. Accordingly, James Murray of Stanhope, the
brother of Sir David Murray, was employed to this effect. "He was," says
Lord Lovat, "a spy of Lord Middleton's, his sworn creature, and a man
who had no other means of subsistence.* From other accounts, however,
Mr. Murray is shown to have been a man of probity, although in great
pecuniary difficulties, as many of the younger members of old families
were at that time. Mr. James Murray was sent forward into Scotland six
weeks before Lord Lovat set out from France ; and the Court had the
wisdom to send with the latter another emissary in the person of Mr.
John Murray, of Abercairney.
After these arrangements
were completed, Lord Lovat received his commission. lie set out upon his
expedition by way of Brussels, to Calais. Not being furnished with
passports, and having no other pass than the orders of the Marquis De
Torcy to the commandants of the different forts upon the coast, he was
obliged also, to wait for an entire month, the arrival of an English
packet for the exchange of prisoners,—the captain of the vessel having
been bribed to take him and his companions on board as English prisoners
of war, and to put them on shore during the night, in his boat, near
Dover.
Through the interest of
Louis the Fourteenth, Lovat had received the commission from King James
of major-general, with power to raise and command forces in his behalf
:* and thus provided, he proceeded to Scotland, where he was met by the
Duke of Argyle, his friend, and conducted by that nobleman to Edinburgh.
Such was the simple statement of Lovat's first steps on this occasion.
According to his memorial, which ho afterwards presented to Queen Alary,
he received assurances of support from the Catholic gentry of Durham,
who, "when he showed them the King's picture, fell down on their knees
and kissed it." This flattering statement appeared, however, to resemble
the rest of the memorial of his proceedings, and met with little or no
credence even in the quarter where it was most likely to be well
received.
From the Duke of
Queensbury, Lord Lovat received a pass to go into the Highlands, which
was procured under feigned names, both for him and his two companions,
from Lord Nottingham, then Secretary of State. After this necessary
preliminary, Lord Lovat made a tour among some of the principal nobility
in the Lowlands. He found them, even according to his own statement,
averse to take up arms without an express commission from the King. But
he remarks, writing always as he does in the third person, My Lord
Lovat pursued his journey to the Highlands, where they were overjoyed to
see him, because they believed him dead, having been fourteen months in
France, without writing any word to his country. They came from all
quarters to see him. He showed them the King's instructions, and the
King of France's great promises. They were ravished to see them, and
prayed to God to have their King there, and they should soon put him on
the throne. My Lord Lovat told them that they must first fight for him,
and beat his enemies in the kingdom. They answered him, that, if they
got the assistance he promised them, they would march in throe days'
advertisement, and beat all the King's enemies in the kingdom." This
statement, though possibly not wholly untrue, must be taken with more
than the usual degree of allowance for the exaggeration of a partisan.
Many of the Highland noblemen and chieftains were, indeed, well disposed
to the cause of which Lord Lovat was the unfortunate and unworthy
representative; but all regretted that their young King, as they styled
him, should repose trust in so bad a character, and in many instances
refused to treat with Lcvat. And, indeed, the partial success which he
attained might be ascribed to the credit of his companion Captain John
Murray, a gentleman of good family, whose brother, Murray of Abercaimey,
was greatly respected in his county.
The embryo of the two
Rebellions may be distinctly traced in the plain and modest memorial
which Captain Murray also presented, on his return from Scotland, at the
Court of St. Germains. "The Earl and Countess of Errol," he relates,
"with their son Lord Hay, were the first to whom I spoke of the affairs
of the Ring of England." '' Speaking at Edinburgh with the King's
friends, about his Majesty's affairs, in a more serious way than I had
done before, I found that these affairs had not been mentioned among
them a long time before, and that it was to them an agreeable surprise
to see some hopes that they were to be revived by my negotiation."
The greatest families in
Scotland were, indeed, ready to come forward upon condition of a certain
assistance from France; and a scheme seems even to have been suggested
for the invasion of England, and to have formed the main feature in one
of those various plots which were as often concerted, and as often
defeated, in favour of the excluded family.
In France, those
continual schemes, and the various changes in the English Government,
were regarded with the utmost contempt. "The people," writes the Duke of
Perth, Chancellor of Scotland, "are kept from amusement, frameing
conceits of government and religion, such as our giddy people frame to
themselves, and make themselves the scorn and reproach of man kind, for
all arc now foes under the name of English, and we are said to be so
changeable and foolish, that nothing from our parts seems strange.
Beheading, dethroning, and banishing of kings, being but children's play
with us."
But all the promise of
this plan was defeated, as it is generally and confidently asserted, by
the character of Lord Lovat. A general distrust prevailed, of his
motives and of his authority, even in that very country where he hail
once led on his clansmen to crimes for which they had paid dearly in the
humiliation anil devastation of their clan. He was indeed, prevented
from lingering near the home of his youth, from the decrees which had
been issued against him, and the risk of discovery. Disappointed in his
efforts, unable to raise even fifty men of his own clan, and resolved
upon gaining Influence and favour in some quarter or another, he
determined upon betraying the whole scheme, which has since obtained in
history the name of the Scottish Plot, to the Duke of Queensbury.
It was on pretext of
obtaining a passport for France, that Lord Lovat now sought an interview
with the Duke in London. lie there discovered to that able and
influential minister, then Secretary of State for Scotland, the entire
details of the meditated insurrection, together with the names of the
principal Scottish nobility concerned in the conspiracy. The Duke, it
appears, perfectly appreciated the character of his informant. He seems
to have reflected, that from such materials as those which composed the
desperate and hardened character of Lovat, the best instruments of party
may be selected. He consented, it is generally believed,—although
historians differ greatly according to their particular bias, as to the
fact, —to furnish Lovat with a passport, and to employ him as a spy in
the French Court, in order to prosecute his discoveries still farther.
"When Lovat was
afterwards charged with this act of treachery, he declared, that he had
told the Duke of Queensbury little more than what had escaped through
the folly or malice of the Jacobites; but acknowledged that a mutual
compact bad passed between him and the Duke of Queensbury!"'
Somerville, in his
history of the reign of Queen Anne, remarks, that it is doubtful whether
Fraser of Lovat had ever any intention of performing effectual service
to the Chevalier. "No sooner had he set foot in England," adds the same
historian, "than he formed the nefarious project of counter-plotting his
associate, and betraying the trust which he had procured through the
facility and precipitate confidence of the Queen."
The Duke of Queensbury
immediately communicated the plot, disclosed by Lovat, to Queen Anne. In
the main points the conduct of that able and influential Minister
appears to have been tolerably free from blame during the inquiry into
the Scottish plot which was afterwards instituted; but it is a proof of
the horror and suspicion in which Lord Lovat was held, that the Duke of
Queensbury's negotiations with so abandoned a tool for some time
diminished the political sway which he had heretofore possessed in
Scotland.
Lord Lovat returned to
Paris, where he had the effrontery to hand in a boasting memorial of his
services, written with that particularity which gives an air of extreme
accuracy to any statement. In this art he was generally accomplished,
yet he seems on this occasion to have tailed. For some time he
flourished ; alternately, one day at Versailles—one day at St. Germains;
and, whilst an under-current of dislike and suspicion marked his course,
all, apparently, went on successfully with this great dissembler. The
Earl of Middleton. indeed, was undeceived.
"I doubt not," he writes
to the Marquis De Torcy "you will be as much surprised at Lord Lovat's
memorial as we have been; for although I never had a good opinion of
him, yet, I did not believe him fool enough to accuse himself. He has
not, in some places, been as careful as authors of romance to preserve
probability."
"If the King thinks
proper to apprehend him," concludes Lord Middleton, "it should be done
without noise. His name should not be mentioned any more, and at the
same time his papers should be seized." Such were the preparations for
the secret incarceration which it was then the practice of the French
Court to sanction.
Lord Lovat was not long m
ignorance of the intrigues, as he calls them, which were carried on to
blast his reputation at the Court of St. Germains. In other words, he
perceived that the double game which he had been playing was discovered,
and discovered in time to prevent any new or important trust being
committed to his command. lie fell ill, or perhaps feigned illness,
probably in order to account for his absence from Court; and, although
backed by the influence of the Earl of Melfort, brother of the Luke of
Perth, and by the Marquis De Torcy, he found that he could never recover
the confidence of the Queen Mother.
He took the usual plan
adopted by servants who perceive that tlicy art on the eve of being
discarded —he announced his determination to retire. "My Lord," he wrote
to Lord Middleton, "I am daily informed, that the Queen has but a scurvy
opinion of me, and that I did her Majesty bad rather than good service
by my journey. My Lord, 1 find that my enemies have greater power with
the Queen than I can have ; and to please them, and ease her Majesty, I
am resolved to meddle no more with any affairs till the King is of age."
There seemed to have been
little need of this voluntary surrender of his employments; for, after
undergoing an examination, in writing from the Tope's Nuncio, and after
several letters had passed between Lord Middleton and himself, the
altercation was peremptorily closed by a lettre de cachet, and Lord
Lovat was committed, according to some statements, to the Bastille,—as
others relate, to the Castle of Angouleme. Upon this occasion the
hardihood of Lord Lovat's character, which shone out so conspicuously at
his death, was thus exemplified.
"As they went along the
Captain (by this name he was generally called among his friends)
discoursed the officer with the same freedom as if he had been carrying
him to some merry-meeting; and, on observing on his men's coats a badge
all full of points, with this device—monstrous terror,—' the terror of
monsters,' he said wittily, pointing to the man, ' Behold there the
terror, and here the monster!' meaning himself. ' And if either of the
Kings had a hundred thousand of such, they would be litter to fright
their enemies than to hurt any one of them.' He took occasion, also, to
let his attendants know of what a great and noble family he was, and how
much blood had been spent in the cause, of the Monarchs by his
ancestors."
According to Lord Lovat's
manifesto, he was at dinner at Bourges, whither he had been sent on some
pretext by the French Government, when "a grand fat prevot, accompanied
by his lieutenant and twenty-four archers, stole into the drawing-room,
and seized Lord Lovat as if he had been an assassin, demanding from him
his sword in the King's name. The villain of a prevot," adds his
Lordship, "was so obliging as to attend Lord Lovat, with his archers,
all the way to Angouletne. He had the luck to procure a cursed little
chaise, where Lord Lovat was in a manner buried alive under the unwieldy
bulk of this enormous porpoise." This relation, so different from that
given by Mr. Arbuthnot. weakens the veracity of both accounts, and leads
one to infer that the long narrative by the reverend gentleman of Lord
Lovat's adventures in the Bastille were written upon hearsay.
In the Castle of
Angouloime Lord Lovat continued for three years; at first, being treated
with great severity: "thirty-five days in perfect darkness, where every
moment he expected death, and prepared to meet it with becoming
fortitude. He listened with eagerness and anxiety to every noise, and,
when his door screached upon its hinges, he believed that it was the
executioner come to put an end to his unfortunate days."
In this predicament,
finding that the last punishment was delayed, he "thought proper to
address himself to a grim jailoress, who came every day to throw him
something to eat, in the same silent and cautious manner in which you
would feed a mad dog." By the "clink of a louis d'or," the prisoner
managed to subdue the fidelity of this fair jailoress; she supplied him
with pens and paper, and he immediately began a correspondence with his
absent friends at the French Court.
After a time, the
severity of Lord Lovat's imprisonment was mitigated. The Castle of
Angouleme was, in a manner, an open prison, having an extensive park
within its walls, with walks open to the inhabitants ; and here, through
the influence of Monsieur De Torcy, Lord Lovat was permitted to take
exercise. His insinuating manners won upon the inhabitants, and the
prison of Angouleme became so agreeable to him, that he was often heard
to say, that "if there was a beautiful and enchanting prison in the
world, it was the Castle of Angouleme."
Meantime, the scheme of
invasion was by no means relinquished on the part of the Jacobites,
although it had received a considerable check from the treachery of its
agents.
It is stated by some
historians that scarcely had Lord Lovat quitted England, than Sir John
Maclean, his cousin-german, and Campbell, of Glendarnel, disclosed the
plot to Lord Athole and Lord Tarbat. These noblemen instantly went to
Queen Anne, and accused the Duke of Queensburv of high treason, in
carrying on a villain ms plot with the Court of St. Germains. Queensbury
defended himself before the House of Lords, and the accusation, which
rested chiefly on the assertions of Ferguson, the famous hatcher of
plots, was declared false and scandalous, and Ferguson was committed to
Newgate. The reluctance of the Duke of Queenshury to give up the
correspondence, excited, however, suspicions of his integrity; which, as
Harley, Lord Oxford, expressed it, could only he cleared up by Fraser,
Lord Lovat but Lord Lovat was not then to be found.
In all this singular and
complicated affair, it is impossible to help wondering at the folly and
audacity which Lord Lovat had shown in returning to France, conscious of
having placed himself at the mercy of ruthless politicians, and aware
that in that country he could expect no redress nor protection from law.
But the original crime for which he had been sent forth, an outlaw from
his country, was the source of all his subsequent mistakes and
misfortunes. France was open to him; Scotland was closed; and England
was a scene of peril to one who trod on fragile ice, beneath which a
deep gulf yawned.
Lord Lovat had been two
years in prison before any of his former friends, for even he was not
wholly devoid of partisans, interfered with success in his behalf; and
it was the good, old-fashioned feeling of kindred that finally moved the
Marquis De Frezcliere, or Frezel, or Frezeau de la Frezeliere, to
interest himself in the fate of his despised, and perhaps forgotten,
relative.
Lovat, "in an
uninterrupted line, and without any undqual alliance, to the year 1030,
with its sixty-four quarterings in its armorial bearings, and all noble,
its titles of seven hundred years standing in the Abbey of Notre Dame de
Noyers in Touraine, and its many other circumstances of inherent
dignity," was, as we have seen, derived from the same blood with the
family of Frezel, or Fraser. In former, and more prosperous days, a
common and authentic Act of Recognition of this relationship had been
drawn tip at Paris by the Marquis and his many illustrious kinsmen, the
three sons of the Marshal Luxembourg de Montmorenci; and executed, on
the other hand, by Simon Fraser, Lord Lovat, and by his brother, and
several of their nearest kin.
The Marquis De Frezeliere
appears to have been a tine specimen of that proud and valiant
aristocracy, not even then wholly broken down in France by the
effeminacy of the times. He was haughty and determined, "an eagle in the
concerns of war," and of a spirit not to be subdued. By his powerful
intercession, checked only by the disgust which Mary of Modena felt
towards Lovat, he procured from the King of France permission for his
relative to repair to the waters of Bourbon for the restoration of his
health. This order was signed by Louis the Fourteenth, and countersigned
by the Marquis De Torcy, as "Colbert." Four days afterwards, a second
order was received by the authorities at Angouleme, by which his Majesty
commanded that Lord Lovat, after the restoration of his health, should
repair to his town of Sauinur, until further orders. "At the same time,"
says Lord Lovat, "he was permitted to take with him the Chevalier De
Frezel, his brother." These orders were dated August the second and
August the fourteenth, 1707.
The brother, whom Lord
Lovat always designates as the Chevalier de Fraser, had been placed with
a Doctor of the Civil Law at Bourges, in order to learn French, and the
profession of a civilian. He had been arrested at the same time with
Lord Lovat; and was now, after a temporary separation, permitted to
share the pleasures of a, removal to Bourbon. According to Lord Lovat, a
pension from the French Government was settled upon this young man as
long as he resided in France; and Lord Lovat received also the ample
income of four thousand francs, (one hundred and sixty-six pounds,
thirteen shillings and fourpence,) from the same quarter : nor was it in
the power of his enemies at St. Germains to induce Louis the Fourteenth
to withdraw this allowance.
The Marquis de Frezeliere
continued firm in his regard towards Lord Lovat. On his road to Saumur,
Lord Lovat was received and entertained at the chateau of the Marquis
with hospitality and kindness, and no opportunity was omitted by which
the Marquis could testify the sincerity of his interest in the fate of
his relative. Meantime daily reports were circulated that the projected
insurrection, far from being abandoned, had been revived, and that the
Chevalier was going to undertake the conduct of the invasion in person.
But that young Prince was still inexorable to any petition in favour of
Lovat, and was wisely resolved not to let him participate in the
operations. "Were he not already in prison," he is stated by Lovat
himself to have said, "I would make it my first request to the King of
France to throw him into one." This fixed aversion was owing to the
determined dislike of the Queen to abdicate, as it was her resolution,
if there were no other person to be employed, never to make Lord Lovat
an instrument of her affairs.
Lovat, therefore, now
clearly perceived that, during the life of the Queen and of Lord
Middle-ton, he must look for nothing favourable from the Court of St.
Germains. That of Versailles, although, by his account, decidedly
friendly to his release, refused to support those whom the Chevalier had
renounced. He resolved, therefore, to make every exertion to return to
his own country, and to place himself once more at the head of his clan,
who, in spite of his crimes, in spite of his long absence and
imprisonment, had still refused to acknowledge any other chief. The
attempt was indeed desperate, but Lovat resolved to risk it, and to
escape, at all events, from France.
To the vengeance of the
Athole family, Lord Lovat always imputed much of the severity shown him
by the Court at St. Germains: and it is probable that the
representations of that powerful house may-have contributed to the odium
in which the character of Lord Lovat was universally held. His own deeds
were, however, sufficient to ensure him universal hatred. The great
source of surprise is, that this unscrupulous intriguer, this
unprincipled member of society, seems, at times, during the course of
Ids eventful life, to have met wilh friends, firm in their faith to him,
and to have enjoyed, in that respect, the privilege of virtue.
The young heiress of
Lovat. Amelia Fraser, was now married to Alexander Mackenzie, son of
Lord Prestonhall; Mr. Mackenzie had adopted the title of Fraserdale; and
a son had been born of this marriage, who had been named after his
grandfather, Hugh Fraserdale and his lady hail taken possession both of
the title and estates of Lord Lovat, during his absence; but, .since the
dignity and estates had always been enjoyed by an heir-male, from the
origin of the house of Fraser, these claimants to the estate of the
outlawed Lovat spread a report that the honours and lands had, in old
times, belonged to the Bissets, whose daughter and only child had
married a Fraser, from whom the estates had descended to the heir of
that line. A suit was instituted against Lord Lovat and, on the ninth of
Mareh, 1703, Lord Prestonhall, the father of Fraserdale, himself
adjudged the Lordship and Barony of Lovat to Amelia Fraser. An entail of
the estates and honours upon the heirs of the marriage between Amelia
Fraser and Mackenzie of Fraser-dale, was then executed, and the former
assumed the title of Lady Lovat, whilst her son was designated the
Master of Lovat.*
Lord Prestonhall seems to
have acted with the same unscrupulous spirit which characterizes most of
the business transactions of those who intermeddled with the forfeited
or disputed estates. It was his aim, as the Memorial for the Lovat case,
subsequently tried, sets forth, to extirpate the clan of the Frasers,
and to raise that of the Mackenzies upon its ruins.
"Accordingly," says Mr.
Anderson, in his curious and elaborate account of the house of Fraser,
"he framed a deed, with the sly contrivance of sinking the Frasers into
the Mackenzies, by encouraging the former to change their names, and
providing, as a condition of the estate, that should they return to, and
reassume their ancient name of Fraser, they should forfeit their right.
The arms of Mackenzie,
Macleod of Lewis, and Bisset, were to be quartered with those of Fraser.
in this deed, which bore the signature of Robert Mackenzie, and was
dated the twenty-third of February, 1706.
This decision, and the
deed which followed it, appeared to complete the misfortunes of the
disgraced and banished Lord Lovat. But, in fact, the act of injustice
and rapacity, so repugnant to the spirit of the Highlanders,—this
attempt to force upon the heirs of Fraser a foreign name, and thus to
lower the dignity of the clan, was the most auspicious event that could
happen to the wretched outlaw. What was his exact condition, or what
were his circumstances, during the seven years of his imprisonment,
three of which were passed under strict, though not harsh control, in
the Castle of Angouleme, and four, apparently on his parole, to the
Fortress of Saumur, it is not easy to describe. The cause of the
obscurity of his fate at this time, is not that too little, but that too
much, has been stated relative to his movements.
It is always an
inconvenience when one cannot take a man's own story in evidence.
According to Lord Lovat's own account, these weary years were spent in
visits to different members of the nobility. The charming Countess de la
Roche succeeded the Marquis de la Frezeli^re as his friend and
patroness, after the death of the Marquis ru 1711, an event which,
according to Lord Lovat's statement, brought him nearly to the grave
from grief. The Countess was a woman of a masculine understanding, and
of admirable talents, bold, insinuating, and ambitious. Her education in
the household of the great Conde, and her long attendance upon the
Princess de Conti. the hero's daughter, had qualilied her for those
arduous and delicate intrigues, without which no woman of intellect at
that period in France might think herself sufficiently distinguished.
The appointment of the
Duke of Hamilton as ambassador at the Court of Louis, rendered such a
friend as Madame de la Roche, who was also distantly related to him,
very essential for the prosecution of Lord Lovat's present schemes,
which were, to obtain his release, and to procure employment in any
enterprise concerted by the Jacobites against England.
Fate, however, relieved
Lord Lovat from one apprehension. The Duke of Hamilton was killed in a
duel by Lord Mohun, in Hyde Park, and this fresh source of danger was
thus annihilated. The kindness which the famous Colbert, Marquis de
Torcy, had shown to Lord Lovat, and the promise which he had given to
that nobleman, not to break his parole, and to return to England, seems
to have been the only check to a long-cherished project on the part of
Lord Lovat to escape to London, and to risk all that law might there
inflict. It is uncertain in what manner, during the tedious interval
between intrigues and intrigues, he solaced his leisure. It has been
stated by one of his biographers that he actually joined a society of
Jesuits,—by another, that he took priest's orders, and acted as
parochial priest at St. Omers. Of course, in compiling a defence of his
life, the wary man of the world omitted such particulars as would, at
any rate, betray inconsistency, and beget suspicion. His object in
becoming a Jesuit, is said to have been to hear confessions and to
discover intrigues. With respect to the report of his having entered the
order of Jesuits, it is justly alleged in answer, that no Jesuit is
permitted to hear confessions until he has been fifteen years a member
of the society, or, at least, in priests orders.
The rumour of his having
become an ecclesiastic, in any way, no doubt originated in Lord Lovat's
joke on a subsequent occasion, when '*' he declared that had he wished
it, and had remained in priest's orders, which he did not deny having
assumed for some purpose, he might have become Pope in time."
"Whilst Lord Lovat,
contrary to the advice of Madame la Roche, was deliberating whether he
should not leave France, he was surprised, in the summer of 1714, by a
visit from one of the principal gentlemen of his clan, Fraser of Castle
Lauder, son of Malcolm Fraser, of Culdelthel, a very considerable branch
of the family of Lovat. This gentleman brought Lord Lovat a strong
remonstrance from all his clan at his absence—an entreaty to him to
return—a recommendation that he would join himself in an alliance with
the Duke of Argyle, who was disposed to aid him; he added affectionate
greetings from some of the principal gentry of his neighbourhood, and,
among others, from John Forbes, of Culloden. This important ally was the
father of the justly celebrated Duncan Forbes, afterwards Lord
President. Those messages decided Lord Lovat. After some indecision he
left Sauinur, and being allowed by his parole to travel to any place in
France, he went on the twelfth of August, 1714, to Rouen, under pretence
of paying a visit there. From Rouen lie proceeded to Dieppe, but liuding
no vessel there, he travelled along the coast of Normandy, and from
thence to Boulogne. From that port he sailed in a small smack, in a
rough sea, during the night, and landed at Dover, November the eleventh,
1714.
He met his kinsman,
Alexander Fraser, on the quay at Dover, and with him proceeded to
London. His former friend, the Duke of Argyle, was now dead; but
alliances, as well as antipathies, are hereditary in Scotland, and John,
Duke of Argyle, was well disposed to assist one whose family had been
anciently connected with his own. Besides, the state of public affairs
was now totally changed since Lord Lovat had left England, and it was
incumbent upon the Government to avail themselves of any tool which they
might require for certain ends and undertakings.
Queen Anne was now
dead,—the last of the Stuart dynasty in this kingdom. Whatever were her
failings and her weaknesses as a woman, she has left behind her the
character of having loved her people ; and she was endeared to them by
her purelyr English birth, her homely virtue of economy, and her
domestic unpretending qualities. Her reign had been one of mercy; no
subject had suffered for treason during her rule : she had few relations
with foreign powers; and when, in her opening speech to the Parliament,
she expressed that her heart was "wholly English," she spoke her real
sentiments, and described, in that simple touch the true character of
her mind.
She was succeeded by a
German Prince, who immediately showered marks of his royal favour upon
the Whigs; whilst the Tories, who formed so large a party in the
kingdom, were alienated from the Government by the manifest aversion to
them which George the First rather aimed to evince than laboured to
conceal.
The Jacobites differed m
some measure from the Tories, inasmuch as the latter were generally well
affected to the accession of the Hanoverian family, until disgusted by
the choice of the new administration. Dissensions quickly rose to their
height; and when the Government was attacked in the House of Commons by
Sir William Wyndham, the unusual sounds, "the Tower! the Tower!" were
heard once more amid the inflamed assembly.
The spirit of
disaffection quickly spread throughout England ; the very life-guards
wore compelled by an angry populace, when celebrating the anniversary of
the Restoration of the Stuarts, to join in the cry of " High Church and
Orinond!" Lord Bobngbroke had withdrawn to France—treasonable papers
were discovered and intercepted on their way from Jacobite emissaries to
Dr. Swift, tumults were raised in the city of London and in Westminster,
and were punished with a severity to which the metropolis had been
unaccustomed since the reign of James the Second. All those
manifestations had their origin in one common source,—the deeply
concerted schemes which were now nearly brought into maturity at the
Court of St. Germains.
The following extract of
a letter dated from Luneville, and taken from the Macpherson Papers,
shows what was meditated abroad; it is in Schrader's hand.
(Translation.)
" Luncyille, June 5th,
1714.
"It is likely the
Chevalier St. George is preparing for some great design, which is kept
very private. It was believed he would drink the waters of Piombirre for
three weeks, as is customary, and that he would come afterwards to pass
fifteen days at Luneville ; but he changed his measures ; he did not
continue to drink the waters, which he drank only for ten days, and came
back to Luneville on Saturday last. lie sets out to-morrow very early
for Bar. Lord Galnroy went before him, and set out this morning. Lord
Talmo, who came lately from Prance, is with him, and some say that the
Duke of Berwick is incognito in this neighbourhood.
"The Chevalier appears
pensive,—that, rindeed, is his ordinary humour. Mr. Floyd, who has been
these five days at the Court of his Royal Highness, told a mistress he
has there, that when he leaves her now, he will take his leave of her
perhaps for the last time :— in short, it is certain that everything
hero seems sufficiently to announce preparations for a journey. It is
said, likewise, in private, that the Chevalier has had letters (hat the
Queen is very ill. I have done everything I could to discover something
of his designs. I supped last night with several of his attendants,
thinking to learn something ; but they avoid to explain themselves. They
only say that the Chevalier (lid not find himself the better for
drinking the waters; that he would now go to repose himself for some
time at Bar, until he goes, the beginning of next month, to the Prince
De Vandemont's, at Commereie, where their Royal Highnesses will come
likewise. They say they do not know yet if they will remain in this
country or not; that they will follow the destiny of the Chevalier, and
that it is not. known yet what it shall be."
"When Lord Lovat thus
precipitately threw himself once more on the mercy of his country, he
could not have been ignorant that the cabals which had long been carried
on against the Hanoverian succession, were now shortly to break out in
open rebellion ; and it was, without doubt, in the hope of profiting in
some measure during the confusion of the coming troubles, that lie had
hastened, at the risk of his life, to England.
He entrusted the secret
of his arrival immediately to the Duke of Argyle, whom he met in London.
That nobleman, one of the few disinterested men whose virtues might
almost obtain the name of patriotism in those days, saw the danger which
Lord Lovat would incur if he returned to Scotland. Sentence of death had
been passed upon him; it might be acted upon by an adverse judge at any
moment. He besought Lovat to remain in England until a remission of that
sentence could be obtained; and for this purpose addresses to the Court
for mercy were circulated for signature throughout the northern counties
of Scotland. To further the success of this scheme, Lord Lovat had
recourse to his neighbour and early friend, John Forbes, laird of
Culloden, whose after-services in the royal cause, and whose strict
alliance of friendship with the Duke of Argyle, secured to him a
considerable influence iu that part of Scotland in which he resided.
"Much honoured and dear
Sir,"—thus wrote Lord Lovat to the Laird,—"The real friendship that I
know you have for my person and family makes me take the freedom to
assure you of my kind service, and to entreat you to join with my other
friends between Sky and Nesse, to sign the addresse which the Court
requires, in order to give mo my remission. Your cousin James, who has
generously exposed himself to bring me out of chains, will inform you of
all steps and circumstances of my affairs since he saw me. I wish, dear
Sir, from my heart, you were here; I am confident you would speak to the
Duke of Argyle and to the Earl of Isla, to let them know their own
interest, and their reiterated promises to do for me. Perhaps they may
have, sooner than they expect, a most serious occasion for my service.
But it is needless to preach now that doctrine to them ; they think
themselves in ane infallible security; I wish they may not be mistaken.
However, I think it's the interest of all who love this Government,
betwixt Sky and Nesse, to see me at the head of my clan, ready to join
them ; so that I believe none of them will refuse to sign ane adresse to
make me a Scotsman. I am persuaded, dear Sir, that you will be of good
example to them on that head. But secrecy, above ail, must be keept;
without which all may go wrong. I hope you will be stirring for the
Parliament, for I will not be reconciled to you if you let Prestonall
outvote you Brigadier Grant, to whom I am infinitely obliged, has
written to Foyers to give you his vote, and he is ane uugrat villian if
he refuses him. I was at borne, the little pitiful barons of the Aird
durst not refuse you. But I am hopefull that the news of my going to
Brittain will hinder Prestonall to go north ; for I may-come to meet him
when he lest thinks of me. I am very impatient to see you, and to assure
you most sincerely how much I am, with love and respect, Right
Honourable, your most obedient and most humble servant, " Lovat."
" The 21th of Nov. 1711."
The nature of the address
to which this letter refers was not only an appeal to the King in behalf
of Lord Lovat, but also an engagement, on the part of his friends, to
answer for the loyalty of Lord Lovat, in any sum required. It is
remarkable that when .Tames Fraser, the kinsman of Lovat, arrived in the
county of Inverness, and declared the purpose of his journey, the lairds
who were well-affected to the nobility, joined in giving their
subscriptions ; and the Earl of Sutherland, the Lord Strathallan, and
the nobility of the counties of Ross and Sutherland, signed them also.
The Duke of Montrose, however, boldly opposed them, and described Lord
Lovat as a man unworthy of the King's confidence.
A year, however, had
elapsed, whilst Lovat was hanging about the Court, before the address
was brought to London by Lord Isla, brother of the Bake of Argyle, and
afterwards Archibald, Puke of Argyle. The address was presented on
Sunday, the twenty-fourth of July, 1715. "The Earl of Orkney," says Lord
Lovat, "who was the lord in waiting, held out his hand to receive them
from the King, according to custom. The King, however, drew them back,
folded thern up, and, as if he had been ]ire-advised of their contents,
put them into his pocket." And with this sentence, denoting that the
crisis of his affairs was at hand, end the memoirs which Lord Lovat
either wrote or dictated to others, of the early portion of his life.
Meantime, the Earl of
Stair, the English ambassador at Paris, had discovered the embryo scheme
of invasion, and had communicated it to the British Court, although,
unhappily for both parties, not in sufficient time to damp the hopes of
the unfortunate Jacobites. On the sixth of September, 1715, the Earl of
Mar set up his standard at Braemar. Consistent with the usual fatality
attending every attempt of the Stuarts, this event was preceded only
five days by the death of Louis the Fourteenth—the only real friend of
the excluded family; but the Jacobites had now proceeded too far to
recede.
Lord Lovat resolved,
however, to profit in the general disasters. His influence among his
clansmen was obvious : whether for good or, in some instances, for evil,
there is much to admire in the resolute adherence of those faithful
mountaineers, who had resisted the assumption of a stranger, and invited
back to their hills the long-absent and ruined chief, whom they regarded
as their own.
Lord Lovat now found
means to represent to the English Government, that if he could have a
passport to go into the Highlands, he might be instrumental in quelling
the rebellion. The Ministry, in their perplexities, availed themselves
of his aid, and a pass was granted to him, under the name of Captain
Brown.
He once more set out for
his own country, and reached Edinburgh ;n safety, attended only by his
kinsman, Major Fraser. From Edinburgh he resolved to proceed in a
ship—when he could procure one, for the country was all in commotion,
Meantime he took up his abode, still maintaining his disguise, in the
Grass Market.
His real name was soon
discovered, and information was given to the Lord Justice Clerk, who
granted a warrant for his apprehension, as a person "outlawed and
intercommuned" and to prevent any difficulty in apprehending the
prisoner, a party of the town guard was ordered to escort the peace
officers to the lodgings of Lord Lovat,
The officer who had the
command of the town guard happened, however, to be acquainted with
Lovat, and he interposed his aid on this occasion. lie listened to the
account which Lovat gave of the business which had brought him to
Edinburgh. The Provost was next gained over to the opinion, that it
would be wrong to oppose any obstruction to one who had his Majesty's
passport: he ordered Lord Lovat to be set at liberty; and in order to
give some colour of justice to this act, he declared that the
information must have been wrong, it being laid against Captain
Fraser,—whereas, the person taken appeared to be Captain Brown.
Lovat was once more in
safety : he changed his lodgings, however ; and, as soon as possible,
set sail for Inverness. Again danger, in another form, retarded his
arrival among his clan. A storm arose, the ship was obliged to put into
the nearest harbour, and Lord Lovat was driven into Fraserburgh, which
happened to be within a few miles of the abode of his old enemy and
rival Lord Haltoun.
Mr. Forbes, one of the
Culloden family, was now fortunately for Lord Lovat, with him on his
Majesty's service. After some consultation together, he and Lovat
decided to make themselves known to Mr. Bail-lie, town-clerk of
Fraserburgh : they did so, were kindly received, and provided with
horses to convey them to Culloden House, the seat of the future Lord
President of Scotland. Duncan Forbes. Here they arrived in November,
after incurring great risks from the Jacobite troops, who were patroling
in parties over the country.
Culloden House, famed in
history, was inhabited by a race whose views, conduct, and personal
character present a singular contrast, with those of Lord Lovat, or with
those of other adventurers in political life. The head of the family
was, at the period of the first insurrection, John Forbes, a worthy
representative of an honourable, consistent, and spirited family. The
younger brother of John Forbes was the celebrated Duncan Forbes, a man
whose toleration of Lord Lovat, not to say countenance of that compound
of violence and duplicity, seems to be the only incomprehensible portion
of his lofty and beautiful character.
"Duncan Forbes was born,"
observes a modern writer, "of parents who transmitted their estate to
his elder brother, and to all their children an hereditary aversion to
the house of Stuart, which they appear to have resisted from the very
commencement of the civil wars, and upon the true grounds on which that
resistance ought to have been made." By a singular fortune the
hereditary estates of Culloden and Ferin-tosh had been ravaged, the year
after the Revolution, by the soldiers of Buchan and Cannon, on account
of the Jacobite principles of the owners. A liberal compensation was
made iu the form of a perpetual grant of a liberty to distil into
spirits the grain of the Barony of Ferintosh,—a name which has become
almost as famous as that of Culloden. ft was the subsequent fate of
Culloden to witness on its Moors the total destruction of that cause
which its owners had so long resisted and deprecated.
Duncan Forbes, who,
during a course of many years, was bound by an inexplicable alliance
with Lovat, was at this period about thirty years of age. lie had
already attained the highest reputation for eloquence, assiduity, and
learning at the Scottish bar, and during his frequent opportunities for
display before the House of Lords. But it was his personal character,
during a period of vacillating principles, and almost of disturbed
national reason, which obtained that singular and benignant influence
over his fellow-countrymen for which the life of Duncan Forbes is far
more remarkable, far more admirable, than for the exercise of his
brilliant and varied talents. He had "raised himself," observes the same
discriminating commentator on his life and correspondence, "to the high
station which he afterwards held by the unassisted excellence of a noble
character, by the force of which he had previously won and adorned all
the subordinate gradations of office." He adorned this unenivied and
unsullied pinnacle of fame by virtues of which the record is ennobling
to the mind. "He is," observes another writer, "in every situation, so
full of honour, of gentleness, of kindness, and intrepidity, that we
doubt if there be any one public man in this part of the empire, or of
the age that is gone, whose qualities ought to be so strongly
recommended to the contemplation of all those who wish to serve their
country."
It was in such society as
this that Lord Lovat, by a rare fortune, was brought, after his long and
disgraceful exile. It was to such a home of virtue, of intelligence, of
the purest and best affections, that he was introduced after a long
course of contamination i ti the lowest scenes of French corruption,
which had succeeded an equally demoralising initiation into the less
graceful vices of the Court of George the First. The inestimable
privilege came too late in one sense. Lord Lovat had gained nothing but
wariness by the lapse of years; but the benefit to his worldly condition
was considerable.
From this time until a
few years before the insurrection of 1745, Lord Lovat may be regarded as
a jealous partisan of the house of Hanover. No doubt, a general survey
of the state of society in Scotland would, independent of his own
personal views, have satisfied him that in such a course was the only
chance of permanent safety. The wretchedness of the state of things at
that period, can scarcely be adequately comprehended by those who live
in tunes when liberty of opinion is universally an understood condition
of civilized intercourse.
It is difficult for any
person who lives now to carry himself back, by reading or conversation,
;into the prospects or feelings of the people of Scotland about a
hundred years ago. The religious persecutions of the Stuarts had given a
darker hue to the old austerity of their Calvinism. The expectation of
change constantly held out by that family divided the nation into two
parties, differing on a point which necessarily made each of them rebels
in the eyes of the other; and thus the whole kingdom was racked by
jealousies, heart-burnings, and suspicions. The removal, by the Union,
of all the patronage and show of royalty, spread a gloom and discontent,
not only over the lower, but over the higher ranks. The commencement of
a strict system of general taxation was new, while the miserable poverty
of the country rendered it unproductive and unpopular. The great
families still, lorded it over their dependants, and exercised legal
jurisdiction within their own domains; by which the general police of
the kingdom was crippled, and the grossest legal oppression practised.
The remedy adopted for all these evils, which was to abate nothing and
to enforce everything under the direction of English counsels or of
English men, completed the national wretchedness, and infused its
bitterest ingredient into the brim full cup.
The events of the year
1710 presents but a feeble exemplification of the truth of this
description compared with the annals of 1745, for the first Rebellion
was, happily, soon closed.
Lord Lovat did not
hesitate long on which side he should enlist himself; and the
intelligence that his rival, Mackenzie of Fraserdale, had taken up arms
in favour of the Chevalier, decided his course. On the fifth of November
he assembled all those of his clan who were Still faithful to him, and
who had been warned of his approach by his friends. lie was received
among them with exclamations of joy ; and, hearing that a body of
Mackintoshes, a Jacobite clan, were marching to reinforce Sir John
Mackenzie, who commanded the castle at Inverness, he marched forward
with his adherents to intercept them, and to prevent their joining what
he then called "the rebel garrison."
The citadel of Inverness,
built in 1057 by Oliver Cromwell, and called Oliver's Fort, stood on the
east bank of the river Ness, and was a regular pentagon, with bastions,
ramparts, and a moat; the standard of the Protectorate, with the word ,c
Emmanuel" inscribed upon it, had formerly been displayed upon its
ramparts. It was calculated to hold two thousand men, and was washed on
one side by the river. As a fortress it had many inconveniencies;
approaches to it were easy, and the town afforded a quarter for an
enemy's army. In 1GG2 it had been partly dismantled by Charles the
Second, because it was the relic of usurpation, and constituted a check
upon the adjacent Highlanders, -who were then considered loyal. It is
said by one who saw it after the Restoration to have been a very superb
work, and it was one of the regular places for the deposition of arms at
the time of the Rebellion of 1715. Subsequently it was much augmented
and enlarged, and bore, until its destruction after the battle of
Culloden, the name of Fort George, an appellation now transferred to its
modern successor on the promontory of Ardesseil.
It was against this
important fortress that Lord Lovat now marched with as much zeal and
intrepidity as if he hail been fighting in the cause of that family for
whom his ancestors had suffered. He proceeded straight to Inverness, and
placing himself on the west side of the town despatched a party of
troops to prevent any supply of arms or provisions from approaching the
castle by the Firth. Forbes of Culloden lay to the east, and the Grants,
to the number of eight hundred, to the south side of the town. Sir John
Mackenzie finding himself thus invested on all sides, took advantage of
a spring tide that came up to the town and made the river navigable, to
escape with all his troops; and Lord Lovat immediately gained possession
of the citadel. The fame of this inglorious triumph has, however, been
divided between Lovat and Hugh Rose of Kilravock. whose brother, in
pursuing the Jacobite guard to the Tolbooth, was shot through the body.
But whoever really deserved the laurel, Lord Lovat profited largely by
his dishonest exertions in a cause which he began life by disliking, and
ended by abjuring.
On the thirteenth of
November Lord Lovat was joined by the Earl of Sutherland; and, leaving a
gum-son in Inverness, the two noblemen marched into the territory of the
Earl of Seaforth, where they intimidated the natives into submission.
Lord Lovat also despatched a friend to Perth, where the main portion of
the Jacobite army lay, to claim the submission of his clansmen, who were
led by his rival, Mackenzie of Fraserdale. They complied with his
summons to the number of four hundred, and Lovat, after entering Murray
and Strathspey, and exacting obedience to the King's troops in these
districts, prepared to attack Lord Seaforth, who was threatening to
invest Inverness. But Duncan Forbes, who was then serving with the army,
restrained the ardour of his neighbour, and hostilities were terminated
in the North without further bloodshed.
Lord Lovat was quickly
repaid for his exertions. From George the First he received three
letters of thanks, and an invitation to go to Court; and in March, 1716,
a remission of the sentence of death which had been passed upon him,
received the royal signature. He was appointed governor of Inverness,
with a free company of Highlanders. What, perhaps, still more gratified
his natural thirst for vengeance was the fate of his rival, the husband
of Amelia Lovat, Mackenzie of Fraserdale, who was attainted of high
treason, and whose life-interest in the lands and barony of Lovat were
forfeited and escheated to the Cruwn, To complete the good fortune of
Lovat, the King was graciously pleased, in June, 1716, to make him a
present of the forfeited lands; and Lovat immediately took possession of
the estate, and entered his claim to the honours and dignities which
were appended to the lands. It was now that he added another motto to
the arms of the Frasers, and struck out the quarterings of the Bisset
family, which had been made a plea for his adversary. The ancient
Frasers, or Frizells, had for their motto "Je suis pred" to which this
honour to their house now added the words, "Sine sanguine victor,"
denoting that he had come peaceably to the estate.
He was now the undisputed
Lord Lovat; hitherto he had borne, generally, the convenient name of
Captain Fraser, given to him in his military capacity ; and it appears,
in spite of all his boastings, that he had scarcely been called by any
other title at the French Court than that of Fraser of Beaufort. He had
now an admirable opportunity of obliterating the remembrance of hi® past
life, and of conciliating good opinion by the consistency and regulation
of his present conduct. Notwithstanding his crimes his clansmen turned
towards him gladly ; his neighhours were willing to assist him in the
support of his honours, and he enjoyed what ho had never before
experienced, the confidence of his Sovereign.
Lord Lovat began his
season of prosperity by litigations, which lasted between twelve and
fourteen years. His first aim was to set aside the pretensions of Hugh
Fraser, the son of Mackenzie of Fraserdale, who claimed the title of
Lord Lovat after his father's death; and also, by virtue of settlements,
asserted rights to the estate. The contest was finally decided by the
House of Lords in favour of Lord Lovat's enjoying the honours and lands
during his life, the fee remaining with Fraserdale, who died in 1755.
Vexatious and expensive
suits occupied the period between 1715 and 1732, when they were brought
to a final conclusion.
Lovat now assumed a state
corresponding to his station, and suitable to the turn of his mind for
display. Not only the lands, heritages, tenements, annual rents, &c„ of
the unfortunate Mackenzie of Fraserdale were bestowed on him for his
services in suppressing what in the deed of gift was termed "the late
unnatural rebellion in the north of Scotland ;" but also the " goods,
jewels, gear, utensils and domecills, horses, sheep, cattle, corn, and,
in short, whatsoever had belonged to the Mackenzies, together with five
hundred pounds of money, which had fallen into the King's hands. It was,
indeed, some time before all this could be accomplished, as the
correspondence between Lord Lovat and his friend Duncan Forbes
sufficiently shows.
" Inverness, the 6th
March, 1715.
" My dearest General,*
" I send you the inclosed
letter from the name of Macleod, which I hope you will make good use of
; for it's most certain, I keep'd the M'Leods at home, which was
considerable service done to the Government. The Earle went off from
Cullodin to Cromarty last night ; and tho' he got a kind letter from
Marlbrugh, congratulating him on his glorious actions, yet he was
obliged to own to General Wightman, that his Lordship would have got
nothing done in the North without mj dear General and me. I wish he may
do us the same justice at Court. I am sure, if I live, I vv ill Inform.
the King in person of all that passed here since the rebellion. The
Earle's creatures openly speak of the Duke of Argyle's being recalled. I
could not bear it. You know my too great vivacity on that head. J was
really sick with it, and could not sleep well since. I expect
impatiently a letter from you to determinal my going to London, or rny
stay here, where I am very well with General Wightman, but always much
mortified to see myself the servant of all, without a post or character.
I go to-morrow to Castle Grant to take my leave of my dear Alister Dow
Your brother is to follow and to go with Alister to London this week. I
find the Duke was gone before you could be at London. T hope, my dear
General, you will take a start to London to serve his Grace, and do
something for your poor old corpora]; and, if you suffer Glengarry,
Frazer-dale, or the Chisholm, to be pardoned, I will never carry a
rnusquet any more under your command, though I should be obliged to go
to Affrick. However, you know how obedient I am to my General's orders.
You forgot to give the order, signed by you and the other depicts, to
meddle with Frazerdale's estate for the King's service. I intreat you
send it me, for he is afraid to meddle without authority. Adieu, mon
aimable General; vous savez (pre je vous aime tendre-ment; et que je
suis mille Ibis plus a vous qu'ii moy-nieme pour la vie. " Lovat.''
In another letter, he
observes—"The King has been pleased, this very day, to give me a gift of
all Fraser-dale's escheat." Still, however, one thing was wanting; the
rapacious Lovat had not obtained his former enemy's plate ; General
Wightman had taken possession of it as from the person with whom it was
deposited ; and he was celebrated for his unwillingness to part with
what he had gained. At last, however, the greediness of Lovat was
appeased if not satisfied bv a present from General Cadogan of the plate
which he had taken, belonging to Fraserdale ; and by a compromise with
General "Wightman, Lovat paying the General one-half of the value of the
plate which was worth only one hundred and fifty pounds. Thus were the
remains of the unhappy Jacobites parcelled out among these military
plunderers.
During this year, the
avocations of Lord Lovat's turbulent leisure were pleasingly varied by
the cares of a love suit. The young lady who was persuaded to link her
fate to his, was Margaret, the fourth daughter of Ludovick Grant, of
Grant; she is said to have been young and beautiful. Hut several
obstacles retarded for awhile her union with Lord Lovat. In the first
place, he was not wholly unmarried to the Dowager of Lovat, who was
still, alive. The family of Athole had, it is true, annulled that
marriage, yet there were still legal doubts and difficulties in the way
of a fresh bond. Lord Lovat was now, however, according to his own
report to his "dearest General" at Culloden, n high favour with King
George and the Prince of Wales; and to them he broached the subject of
his marriage.
"I had a private audience
of King George this day; and I can tell you, dear General, that no man
ever spoke freer language to his Majesty or to the Prince than I did."
They still behave to me like kind brothers; and I spoke to them both of
my marriage, they approve of it mightily, and my Lord Islav brother of
the Duke of Argyle], is to make the proposition to the King; and, so
that I believe it will do, with that agreement that my two great friends
wish and desire it."
He could, however, do
nothing except in a sinister manner | nor was there ever one motive
which sprang from a right source. Again he thus addresses Duncan Forbes
:—
"I spoke to the Duke and
my Lord Islay about my marriage, and told them that one of my greatest
motifs to that design, was to secure them the joint interest of the
North. This must have been a pleasing consideration for the young lady,
but that which follows is scarcely less promising and agreeable.
"They [the Duke and Lord
Islay] are both to speak of it to the King; but Islay desired me to
-write to you, to know if there would be any fear of a poursuit of
adherence from that other person [the Dowager Lady Lovat ], which is a
cliimirical business, and tender fear for me in my dear Islay. But when
I told lmn that the lady denyed, before the Justice Court, that I had
anything to do with her, and that the pretended marriage is declared nul
(which Islay says should be done by the Commissarys only), yet, when I
told him that the witnesses were all dead who were at the pretended
marriage, he was satisfyed that they could make nothing of it, though
they would endeavour it."
This letter, which shows
in too clear colours how unscrupulous even men of reputed honuur, such
as Lord Islay, were on some points in those days, seems to have removed
all obstacles; and, during the following year (1717), Lord Lovat was
united to Margaret Grant. Her father was the head of a numerous and
powerful clan, and this marriage tended greatly to increase the
influence of Lord Lovat among the Highlanders. Two children, a son and a
daughter, were the result of this union. Prosperity once more shone upon
the chieftain of the Frasers; and he now restored to his home, Castle
Downie, all the baronial state which must so well have accorded with
that ancient structure. The famous Sergeant Macleod. in his Memoirs,
gives a graphic account of his reception at Castle Downie by Lord Lovat,
where the old soldier repaired to seek a commission In the celebrated
Highland company, afterwards called the Highland Watch.
[Sergeant Macleod served
in 1703, when only thirteen years of age, in the Scots Royals,
afterwards under Marlborough, then at the battle of Sherriif Muir in
1715. After a variety of campaigns he was wounded in the battle of
Quebec, in 1759, and came home in the same ship that brought General
Wolf's body to England. Macleod died in Chelsea Hospital at the age of
one hundred and three. His Memoirs are interesting. Memoirs of the Life
of Sergeant Donald Macleod, p. 45. London, 1791.]
"At three o'clock," says
the biographer of Macleod, "on a summer's morning, he set out on foot
from Edinburgh ; and about the same hour, on the second day thereafter,
he stood on the green of Castle Downie, Lord Lovat's residence, about
five or six miles beyond Inverness; having performed in forty-eight
hours a journey of a hundred miles and upwards, and the greater part of
it through a mountainous country. His sustenance on this march was bread
and cheese, with an onion, all which he carried in his pocket, and a
dram of whiskey at each of the three great stages on the road,—and at
Falkland, the half-way house between Edinburgh, by the way of Ringhom
and Perth. He never went to bed during the whole of this journey ;
though he slept once or twice for an hour or two together, in the open
air, on the road side.
"By the time he arrived
at Lord Lovat's park the sun had risen upwards of an hour, and shone
pleasantly, according to the remark of our hero, well pleased to find
himself in this spot, on1 the walls of Castle Bownie, and those of the
ancient abbey of Beaulieu in the near neighbourhood. Between the hours
of five and six Lord Lovat appeared walking about in his hall, in a
morning dress, and at the same time a servant flung open the great
folding doors, and all the outer doors and windows of the house. It is
about this time that many of the great families of the present day go to
bed.
"As Macleod walked up and
down on the lawn before the house, he was soon observed by Lord Lovat
who immediately went out, and, bowing to the Sergeant with great
courtesy, invited him to come in. Lovat was a fine-looking tall man. and
had something very insinuating in his manners and address. He lived in
the fullness of hospitality, being more solicitous, according to the
genius of the feudal times, to retain and multiply adherents than to
accumulate wealth by the improvement of his estate. As scarcely any
fortune, and certainly not his fortune, was adequate to the extent of
his views, he was obliged to regulate his unbounded hospitality by rules
of prudent economy. As his spacious hall was crowded by kindred
visitors, neighbours, vassals, and tenants of all ranks, the table, that
extended from one end of it nearly to the other, was covered at
different places with different kinds of meat and drink -—though of each
kind there was always great abundance. At the head of the table the
lords and lairds pledged his Lordship in claret, and sometimes champagne
the tacksmen, or demiwassals, drank port or wliiskey-punch ; tenants, or
common husbandmen, refreshed themselves with strong beer; and below the
utmost extent of the table, at the door, and sometimes without the door
of the hall, you might see a multitude of Frasers, without shoes or
bonnets, regaling themselves with bread and onions, with a little
cheese, perhaps, and small beer. Yet amidst the whole of the
aristocratic inequality, Lord Lovat had the address to keep all his
guests in perfectly good humour. ' Cousin,' he would say to such and
such a tacksmen or demiwassal, ' I told my pantry lads to hand you some
claret, but they tell me you like port or punch best.' In like manner to
the beer drinkers he would say, ' Gentlemen, there is what you please at
your sendee; but I send you ale because I understand you like ale.'
Everybody was thus well pleased ; and none were so ill bred as to
gainsay what had been reported to his Lordship.
This introduction was
followed by still further condescension on the part of Lord Lovat. He
looked at the veteran who had served in Lord Orkney's regiment, under
Marlborough, at Hamilies and Malplaquet, with approbation.
'I know,' said his
Lordship, 'without your telling me, that you have come to enlist in the
Highland Watch; for a thousand men like you I would give an estate.'
Donald Macleod then, at Lovat's request, related his history and
pedigree,—that subject which most delights the heart of a Highlander.
Lord Lovat clasped him in his arms, and kissed him, and then led him
into an adjoining bedchamber, where Lady Lovat then lay, to whom he
introduced the Sergeant. Lady Lovat raised herself in her bed, called
for a bottle of brandy, and drank prosperity to Lord Lovat, to the
Highland Watch, and to Donald Macleod. 'It is superfluous to say,' adds
the Sergeant, ' that in this toast the lady was pledged by the
gentlemen.'
In contradiction to this
attractive account of Lord Lovat's splendour and hospitality we must
quote a very different description, given by the astronomer Ferguson.
Lord Lovat's abode, according to his account, boasted, indeed, a
numerous feudal retinue within its walls, but presented little or no
comfort. It was a rude tower with only four apartments in it, and none
of these spacious. Lord Lovat's own room served at once as his place for
constant residence, his room for receiving company, and his bedchamber.
Lady Lovat's bedchamber was allotted to her for all these purposes also.
The domestics and a herd of retainers were lodged in the four lower
rooms of the tower, a quantity of straw constituting their
bed-furniture. Sometimes above four hundred persons were thus huddled
together here; the power which their savage and ungrateful chieftain
exercised over them was despotic; and Ferguson himself had occasionally
the pleasurable .sight of some half dozen of them bring up by the heels
for hours, on a few trees near the house.
The pretended loyalty of
the chief to the exiled family constituted a strong bond of union
between Lovat and his followers; and having them once under his command,
"that indefinable magic by which he all his life swayed those who
neither loved nor esteemed him." to borrow Mrs. Grant's expression,
caused them afterwards to follow his desperate fortunes. "He resembled,
in this respect," says the same admirable writer, "David when in the
cave of Adullam, for every one that was discontented, and every one that
was in debt, literally resorted to him." Lovat, once settled in the
abode of his ancestors, did all that he could do to efface the memory of
the past, and to redeem the good opinion of his neighbours. One thing he
alone left undone,—he did not amend his life. Crafty, vindictive, gross,
tyrannical, few men ever continued long such a career with impunity.
He was long distrusted by
the good of both parties; by the one he was regarded as a spy of
Government, by the other as cne whose Jacobite loyalty was only a
pretext to win the affections of the honest and simple Highlanders. Yet,
at last, he succeeded in. obtaining influence, partly by his real
talents, partly by his artifices and knowledge of character. "When one
considers," observes Mrs. Grant, "that his appearance was disgusting and
repulsive, his manners, except when he had some deep part to play,
grossly familiar, and meanly cajoling, and that he was not only stained
with crimes, but well known to possess no one amiable quality but
fortitude, which he certainly displayed in the last extremity, his
influence over others is to be regarded as inexplicable." Although the
most valuable possessions of his family were on the Aird, the chief
centre of his popularity was in Stratheric, a wild hilly district
between Inverness and Fort Augustus. There he was beloved by the common
people, who looked upon him as a patriot, and there he made it his chief
study to secure their affections, often going unlooked for to spend the
day and night with his tenants there, and banishing reserve, he indulged
in a peculiar strain of jocularity perfectly suited to his audience, His
conversation, composed of ludicrous fancies and blandishments, was often
intermingled with sound practical advice and displays of good sense. The
following curious account of his table deportment, and ordinary mode of
living, is from the pen of Mrs. Grant of Laggan, who was well acquainted
with those who hail personally known Lord Lovat.
"If he met a boy on the
road, he was sure to ask whom he belonged to, and tell him of his
consequence and felicity in belonging to the memorable clan of Fraser,
and if he said his name was Simon to give him half-a-crown. at that time
no small gift in Stratheric; but the old women, of all others, were
those he was at most pains to win, even in the lowest ranks. He never
was unprovided with snuff and flattery, both which he dealt liberally
among them, listened patiently to their old stories, and told them
others of the King of France, and King James, by which they were quite
captivated, and concluded by entreating that they impress their children
with attachment and duty to their chief, and they would not fail to come
to his funeral and assist in the corauach heir. At Castle Downie he
always kept an open table to which all comers were welcome, for of all
his visitors he contrived to make some use ;--from the nobleman and
general by whose interest he could provide for some of his followers,
and by that means strengthen his interest with the rest, to the idle
hanger-on whose excursions might procure the fish and game which he was
barely suffered to eat a part of at his patron's table. Never was there
a mixture of society so miscellaneous as was there assembled. From an
affectation of loyalty to his new masters Lovat paid a great court to
the military stationed in the North; such of the nobility in that
quarter as were not in the sunshine, received his advances as from a man
who enjoyed court favour, and he failed not to bend to his own purposes
every new connection he formed. In the mean time the greatest profusion
appeared at table while the meanest parsimony reigned through the
household. The servants who attended had little if any wages ; their
reward was to be recommended to better service afterwards; and meantime
they had no other food allowed to them but what they carried off on the
plates: the consequence was, that you durst not quit your knife and fork
for a moment, your plate was snatched while you looked another way; if
you were not very diligent, you might fare as ill amidst abundance as
the Governor of Barataria. A surly guest once cut the fingers of one of
these harpies when snatching his favourite morsel away untasted. I have
heard a military gentleman who occasionally dined at Castle Downie
describe those extraordinary repasts. There was a very long table loaded
with a great variety of dishes, some of the most luxurious, others of
the plainest—nay, coarsest kind : these were; very oddly arranged; at
the head were all the dainties of the season, well dressed and neatly
sent in ; about the middle appeared good substantial dishes, roasted
mutton, plain pudding and such like. At the bottom coarse pieces of
beef, sheeps' heads, haggiss, and other national but inelegant dishes,
were served in a slovenly manner in great pewter platters; at the head
of the table were placed guests of distinction, to whom alone the
dainties were offered; the middle was occupied by gentlemen of his own
tribe, who well knew their allotment, and were satisfied with the share
assigned to them. At the foot of the table sat hungry retainers, the
younger sons of younger brothers, who had at some remote period branched
out from the family; for which reason he always addressed them by the
title of 'cousin.' This, and a place, however low, at his table, so
flattered these hopeless hangers-on, that they were as ready to do
Lovafs bidding " in the earth or in the air" as the spirits are to obey
the command of Prospero."
"The contents of his
sideboard were as oddly assorted as those of his table, and served the
same purpose. He began, —' My lord, here is excellent venison, here
turbot, &c.: call for any wine you please; there is excellent claret and
champagne on the sideboard. Pray, now. Punballock or Killbockie, help
yourselves to what is before you; there are port and lisbon, strong ale
and porter, excellent in their kind;' then calling to the other end of
the table,—*Pray, dear cousin, help yourself and my other cousins to
that fine beef and cabbage; there is whiskey-punch and excellent
table-beer.' His conversation, like his table, was varied to suit the
character of every guest. The retainers soon retired, and Lovat (on whom
drink made no impression) found means to unlock every other mind, and
keep his own designs impenetrably secret; while the ludicrous and
careless air of his discourse helped to put people off their guard; and
searchless cunning and boundless ambition were hid under the mask of
careless hilarity."
But darker deeds even
than these diversified the pursuits of a man who had quitted the prisons
of Angouleme and of Saumur only to wreak, upon his own faithful and
trusting clansmen, or his neighbours, as well as his foes, the
vindictive cruelty of a nature utterly depraved, not softened even by
kindness, still less chastened by a long series of misfortunes.
Lovat's re-establishment
at the head of his clan seems to have intoxicated him, and the display
of his power to have risen into a ruling passion. Above all, he boasted
of it to Duncan Forbes, whose endurance of this wretched ally's
correspondence lasted until the pretended friendship was succeeded by
avowed treachery to the Government to which he had professed such
gratitude, and to the King and Prince whom he was wont to call "the
bravest fellows in the world." In accordance with this spirit of
self-glorification was Lovat's erection of two monuments,—filial piety
dictating the inscription on one of them, that dedicated to his father,
and his own audacious vanity assisting in the composition of the tribute
to his own virtues.
It was his Lordship's
favourite boast that at his birth a number of swords which hung up in
the hall of his paternal home leaped themselves out of their scabbards,
denoting that he was to be a mighty man of arms. The presage was not
fulfilled, but Lord Lovat's ingenuity suggested the following means of
imposing upon the credulity of his simple clansmen, by the composition
of an epitaph which he erected in the old church of Kirkhill, a few
miles from Castle Downie to the memory of THOMAS LORD FRASER, OF LOVAT,
Who chose rather to undergo the greatest hardships of fortune than to
part with the ancient honours of his house, and bore these hardships
with undaunted fortitude of mind.
This monument was erected
by
simon lord fraser of
lovat, his son.
Who, likewise, having
undergone many and great vicissitudes of good and bad fortune, through
the malice of his enemies, he, in the end, at the head of his clan,
forced his way to his paternal inheritance with his sword in his hand,
and relieved his kindred and followers from oppression and slavery; and
both at home and in foreign countries, by his eminent, actions in the
war and the state, he has acquired great honours and reputation.
Sir Robert Munro, who was
killed at the battle of Falkirk, being on a visit to Lord Lovat, went
with his host to see this monument. "Simon," said the brave and
free-spoken Scotsman, "how the devil came you to put up such boasting
romantic stuff?" "The monument and inscription." replied Lovat, "are
chiefly for the Frasers, who must believe whatever I require, their
chief, of them, and then posterity will think it as true as the
Gospel.'' Yet he did not scruple, when it suited his purpose, to
designate his clansmen, the lairds around him. as "the little pitiful
barons of the Aird;"—this was, however, when writing to his friends of
opposite politics to the Frasers, generally to Duncan Forbes.
The devotion of his
unfortunate adherents can hardly be conceived in the present day. In the
early part of his career, before his rapacity, his licentiousness, and
falsehood were fully known, one may imagine a fearless and ardent young
leader, of known bravery, engaging the passions even of the most wary
among his followers in his personal quarrels : but it is wonderful how,
when the character of the man stood revealed before them, any could be
found to lend their aid to deeds which had not the colour of justice,
nor even the pretence of a generous ardour, to recommend them to the
brave. But Lovat was not the only melancholy instance in which that
extraordinary feature in the Highland character, loyalty to a chieftain,
was employed in aiding the darkest treachery, and in deeds of violence
and cruelty.
For many years, Lovat
revelled in the indulgence of the fiercest passions; but he paid in time
the usual penalty of guilt. His name came to be a bye-word for every act
of violence, done in the darkness of night, —the oppressions of the
helpless, the corruption of the innocent,—every plot which was based
upon the lowest principles, were attributed to him. His vengeance was
such, that while the public knew the hand that dealt out destruction,
they dared not to name the man. The hated word was whispered by the
hearth; it was muttered with curses in the hovel; but the voice which
breathed it was hushed when the band of numerous retainers, swift to
execute the will of the feudal tyrant, was remembered. His power, thus
tremblingly acknowledged, was fearful ; his wrath, never was appeased
except by the ruin of those who had offended him. With all this, the
manners of Lord Lovat were courteous, and, for the times, polished;
whilst beneath that superficial varnish lay the coarsest thoughts, the
most degrading tastes. His address must have been consummate; and to
that charm of manner may be ascribed the wonderful ascendancy which he
acquired even over the respectable part of the community
Something of his ready
humour was displayed soon after Lord Lovat's restoration to his title,
in his rencontre with his early friend, Lord Mungo Murray, in the
streets of Edinburgh. Lord Mungo had sworn to avenge the wrongs and
insults inflicted by Lord Lovat on himself and Lord Saltoun, whenever he
had an opportunity. Seeing Lord Lovat approaching, he drew his sword and
made towards him as fast as he could. Lord Lovat, being near-sighted,
did not perceive him, but was apprised of his danger by a friend who was
walking with him; upon which his Lordship also drew, and prepared for
his defence. Lord Mungo, seeing this, thought proper to decline the
engagement, and wheeled round in order to retire. The people crowded
about the parties, and somewhat impeded Lord Mungo's retreat; upon which
Lord Lovat called out to the people, "Pray, gentlemen, make room for
Lord Mungo Murray," Lord Mungo slank away, and the affair ended without
bloodshed.
An affair with the
profligate Duke of Wharton, was very near ending more fatally. Lord
Lovat, during the year 1724, happening to be in London, mingled there in
the fashionable society for which his long residence in France had, in
some measure, qualified him. In the course of his different amusements,
he encountered one evening, at the Hayrnarket, the beautiful Dona
Eleanora Sperria, a Spanish lady who had visited England under the
character of the Ambassador's niece. His attentions to this lady, and
his admiration of her attractions, were observed by the jealous eye of
the Duke of Wharton, who immediately sent him a challenge. Lord Lovat
accepted it, replying, that "none of the family of Lovat were ever
cowards, and appointing to meet the Duke with sword and pistol. The
encounter took place in Hydepark. They first fired at each other, and
then had recourse to the usual weapon, the sword. Lovat was unlucky
enough to fall over the stump of a tree, and was disarmed by Wharton,
who gave him his life, and what was in those days perhaps even still
more generous, never boasted of the affair until some years afterwards.
Lovat lived, however,
chiefly in Scotland. Four children were born to writhe under his sway;
the eldest, Simon, the Master of Lovat, gentle, sincere, of promising
abilities, and upright in conduct, suffered early and late from the
jealousy of his father, who could not comprehend his mild -virtues. This
unfortunate young man was treated with: the utmost harshness by Lord
Lovat. who kept him in slavish subjection to his own imperious will, and
treated him as if he had been the offspring of some low-born dependant,
instead of his heir. Still, those who were well-wishers to the Lovat
family, built their hopes upon the virtues of the young Master of Lovat,
and they were not deceived. Although forced by his father to quit the
University of St. Andrews, where he was studying in 1745, and to enter
into the Rebellion, he retrieved that early act by a subsequent
respectability of life, and by long and faithful services.
But there was another
victim still more to be pitied, and over whose destiny the vices of Lord
Lovat exercised a still more fatal sway than on those of his son. The
story of Primrose Campbell is, perhaps, the saddest among this catalogue
of crimes and calamities.
She was the daughter of
John Campbell, of Mamore, and the sister of John Duke of Argyle, the
friend and patron of Duncan Forbes; and she had been, by Lovat's
introduction, for some time a companion of his first wife. Lord Lovat,
about the year 1732, became a widower. He then cast his eyes upon the
ill-fated Miss Campbell, and sought her in marriage. The match was of
great importance to him, on account of the family connection; and Lord
Lovat had reason to believe, that whatever the young lady might think of
it. her friends were not opposed to the union. She was staying with her
sister, Lady Roseberry, when Lovat proffered his odious addresses. She
to whom they were addressed, knew him well for she entertained the
utmost abhorrence of her suitor, and repeatedly rejected his proposals.
At last, he gained her consent to the union which he sought, by the
following stratagem. Miss Campbell, while residing still with her sister
In the country, received a letter, written apparently by her mother,
and, beseeching her immediate attendance at a particular house in
Edinburgh, in which she lay at the point of death. The young lady
instantly set out, and reached the appointed place: here, instead of
beholding her mother, she was received by the hated and dreaded Lovat.
She was constrained to listen to his proffers of marriage; but she still
firmly refused her assent. Upon this, Lord Lovat told the unhappy
creature that the house to which she had been brought was one in which
no respectable woman ought ever to enter :—and he threatened to blast
her character upon her continued refusal to become his wife. Distracted,
humiliated by a confinement of several days, the young lady finally
consented. She was married to the tyrant, who conveyed her to one of his
castles in the North, probably to Downie, the scene of his previous
crimes. Here she was secluded in a lonely tower, and treated with the
utmost barbarity, probably because she could neither conceal nor conquer
her disgust to the husband of her forced acceptance. Yet outward
appearances were preserved: A lady, the intimate friend of her youth,
was advised to visit, as if by accident, the unhappy Lady Lovat, in
order to ascertain the truth of the reports which prevailed of Lord
Lovat's cruelty. The visitor was received by Lovat with extravagant
expressions of welcome, and many assurances of the pleasure which it
would afford Lady Lovat to see her. His Lordship then retired, and
hastening to his wife, who was secluded without even tolerable clothes,
and almost in a state of starvation, placed a costly dress before her,
and desired her to attire herself, and to appear before her friend. His
commands were obeyed; he watched his prisoner and her visitor so
closely, that no information could be conveyed of the unhappiness of the
one, or of the intentions of the other. This outrageous treatment, which
Lord Lovat is reported, also, to have exercised over his first wife,
went on for some time. Lady Lovat was daily locked up in a room by
herself!, a scanty supply of food being sent her, which she was obliged
to devour in silence. The monotony of her hapless solitude was only
broken by rare visits from his Lordship. Under these circumstances, she
bore a son, who was named Archibald Campbell Fraser, and who eventually
succeeded to the title. In after years, when he frowned at any
contradiction that she gave him, Lady Lovat used to exclaim, ' Oh, boy!
Dinna lock that gate—ye look so like your father." These words spoke
volumes.
The character of the lady
whose best years were thus blighted by cruelty, and who was condemned
through a long life to bear the name of her infamous husband, was one
peculiarly Scotch. Homely in her habits, and possessing little
refinement of manner, she had the kindest heart, the most generous and
self-denying nature that ever gladdened a house, or bore up a woman's
weakness under oppression. The eldest sol of Lord Lovat, Simon, was a
sickly child. His father, who was very anxious to have him to his house,
placed him under Lady Lovat's charge; and whenever ho went to the
Highlands, left her with this pleasing intimation, "that if he found
either of the boys dead on his return, he would shoot her through the
head." Partly through fear, and partly from the goodness and rectitude
of her mind, Lady Lovat devoted her attentions so entirely to the care
of the delicate and motherless boy, that she saved his life, and won his
filial reverence and affection by her attention. He loved her as a real
parent. The skill in nursing and in the practical part of medicine thus
acquired, was never lost; and Lady Lovat was noted ever after, among
those who knew her, as the "old lady of the faculty."
Family archives, it is
said, reveal a tissue of almost unprecedented acts of cruelty towards
this excellent lady. They were borne with the same spirit that in all
her life guided her conduct,—a strict dependance upon Providence. She
regarded her calamities as trials, or tests, sent from Heaven, and
received them with meek submission In after years, during the peaceful
decline of her honoured life, when a house near her residence in
Blackfriars Wynd, Edinburgh, took fire, she sat calmly knitting a
stocking, and watching, occasionally, the progress of the flames. The
magistrates and ministers came, in vain, to entreat her to leave her
house in a sedan; she refused, saying, that if her hour was come, it was
in vain for her to think of eluding her fate: if it were not come, she
was safe where she was. At length she permitted the people around her to
fling wet blankets over the house, by which it was protected from the
sparks.
She seems, however, to
have made considerable exertions to rid herself from an unholy bond with
her husband. Like many other Scottish ladies of quality, in those days,
her education had been limited; and it was not until late in life that
she acquired the art of writing, which she then learned by herself
without a master. She never attained the more difficult process of
spelling accurately.
She now, however,
contrived to make herself understood by her friends in this her dire
distress: and to acquaint them with her situation and injuries, by
rolling a letter up in a clue of yarn, and dropping it out of her window
to a confidential person below. Her family then interfered, and the;
wretched lady was released, by a legal separation, from her miseries.
She retired to the house of her sister, and eventually to Edinburgh.
When, in after times, her grand nephews and nieces crowded around her,
she would talk to them of these days of sorrow. "Listen, bairns," she
was known to observe, "the events of my life would make a good novel;
but they have been of so strange a nature, that I'm sure naebody wad
believe them."
But domestic tyranny was
a sphere of far too limited a scope for Lord Lovat: His main object was
to make himself absolute over that territory of which he was the feudal
chieftain; to bear down everything before him, either by the arts of
cunning, or through intimidation. Some instances, singular, as giving
some insight into the state of society in the Highlands at that period,
have been recorded.! Very few years after the restitution of his family
honours had elapsed, before he happened to have some misunderstanding
with one of the Dowager Lady Lovat's agents, a Mr. Robertson, whom her
Ladyship had appointed as receiver of her rents. One night, during the
year 1719, a number of persons, armed and disguised, were seen in the
dead of night, very busy among Mr. Robertson's barns and outhouses. That
night, the whole of his stacks of corn and hay were set on fire and
entirely consumed. Lord Lovat was suspected of being the instigator of
this destruction ; yet such was the dread of his power, that Mr.
Robertson chose rather to submit to the loss in silence than to
prosecute, or even to name, the destroyer.
A worse outrage was
perpetrated against Fraser of Phopachy, a gentleman of learning and
character, and one who had befriended Lord Lovat in all his troubles,
and had refused to join with Fraserdale in the Rebellion of 1715. Mr.
Fraser had the charge of Lord Lovat's domestic affairs, more especially
of his law contests, both in Edinburgh and in London. When accounts were
balanced between Lord Lovat and Mr. Fraser, it was found that a
considerable sum was due to the latter. Among his other peculiarities
Lord Lovat had a great objection to pay his debts. As usual, he insulted
Fraser, and even threatened him with a suit. Mr. Fraser, knowing well
the man with when he had to deal, submitted the affair to arbitration. A
Mr. Cuthbert of Castlehill was chosen on the part of his Lordship ; the
result was, a decision that a very considerable sum was due to Fraser.
Lord Lovat was violently enraged at this, and declared that Castlehill
had broken his trust. Not many days afterwards, Castlehill Park, near
Inverness, was invaded by a party of Highlanders, armed and disguised ;
the fences and enclosures were broken down, and a hundred of his best
milcli-cows killed. Again the finger of public opinion pointed at Lovat,
but pointed in silence, as the author of this wicked attack. None dared
to name him; all dreaded a summary vengeance: his crimes were detailed
with a shudder of horror and disgust: their author was not mentioned.
Lord Lovat, moreover,
instantly commenced a lawsuit against Fraser, in order to set aside the
arbitration. This process, which lasted during the lifetime of the
victim, was scarcely begun when one night Fraser's seat at Phopachy,
which, unhappily, was near the den of horrors, Castle Downie, was beset
by Highlanders, armed and disguised, who broke into the house and
inquired for Mr. Fraser. He was, luckily, abroad. The daughters of the
unfortunate gentleman were, however, in the house; they were bound to
the bed-posts and gagged; and, doubtless, the whole premises would have
been pillaged or destroyed, had not a female servant snatched a dirk
from the hands of one of the ruffians; and although wounded, defended
herself, while by her shrieks she roused the servants and neighbours.
The villains fled, all save two, who were taken, and who, after a
desperate resistance, were carried olf to the gaol at Inverness; they
were afterwards tried, and capitally convicted of housebreaking, or
hamesahen, as it is called in Scotland, and eventually hung. It
appeared, from the confession of one of these men to a clergyman at
Inverness, that the same head which planned the destruction of Mr.
Robertson's stacks had contrived this outrage, and had even determined
on the murder of his former friend, Mr. Fraser. But the hour was now at
hand in which retribution for these crimes was to be signally visited
upon this disgrace to his species."
One more sufferer under
his his designs must be recorded, the unhappy Lady Grange. In that story
which has been related of her fate, and which might, indeed, furnish a
theme for romance, she is said to have ever alluded to Lord Lovat as the
remorseless contriver of that scheme which doomed her to sufferings far
worse than death, and to years of imbecility and wanderings. The
subtlety of Lord Lovat equalled his fierceness; it is not often that
such qualities are combined in such fearful perfection. He could stoop
to the smallest attentions to gain an influence or promote an alliance:
a tradition is even believed of hip going to the dancing-school with two
young ladies, and buying them sweeties, in order to conciliate the
favour of their father, Lord Alva.
His habitual cunning and
management were manifested in his discipline of his clan. It was his
chief aim to impress upon the minds of his vassals that his authority
among them was absolute, and that no power on earth could absolve them
from it; that they had no right to inquire into the merits or
justifiableness of the action they were ordered to engage in; his will
ought to be their law, his resentment a sufficient reason for taking his
part in a quarrel, whether it were right or wrong.
One can hardly conceive
that it could be requisite for the Frasers to give any fresh proof of
their obedience and fealty; yet it seems to have required a continual
effort on the part of Lord Lovat to establish his authority and to keep
up his dignity among the Frasers. The reason assigned for this is, that
though they were his vassals, tenants, and dependants, yet they must be
brought to acknowledge his sovereignty; otherwise, when on some
emergency lie might require their assistance, they might assume their
natural right of independence, and refuse to rise. It was Lord Lovat's
policy, therefore, to discourage all disposition in his clansmen to
enter trade or to go to sea and seek their fortunes abroad, lest they
should both shake off their dependence on him, and also, by emigrating,
diminish the broad and pompous retinue with which he chose to appear on
all occasions. It was therefore his endeavour to check industry, to
oppose improvement, to preach up the heroism of his ancestors, who never
stooped to the meannesses of commerce, but made themselves famous by
martial deeds. "Never,"' thus argued the chieftain, "had those brave men
enervated their bodies and debased their minds by labours fit only for
beasts or stupid drudges. Should not the generous blood which flowed in
their veins still animate the brave Frasers to deeds of heroism?
Notwithstanding all these exalted sentiments, the chief, who was set
upon this pinnacle of power, hesitated not to retain a hired assassin
for the purpose of executing any of his dark projects. Donald Gramoach,
a notorious robber, was long in the employ of Lovat, who lavished large
sums upon him. At length, in the year 1742, this man was apprehended,
lodged in Dingwall Gaol; and being convicted of robbery, was sentenced
to be hanged. Lord Lovat immediately despatched a body of his
Highlanders to rescue the prisoner; but the magistrates were aware of
his intentions; the prison was doubly guarded, and the culprit met with
his due punishment.
Lord Lovat had long
thrown off the mask of courtesy, and had laid aside the arts of fawning
to which he had had recourse before his claims to the honours and
estates had been fully acknowledged. His tenants now felt the iron rule
of a merciless and necessitous master; for Lord Lovat's expenditure far
exceeded his means and revenue. He raised his rents, and many of the
fanners were forced to quit their farms; but his vassals by tenure were
even more ruinously oppressed by suits of law, compelling them to make
out their titles to their estates; if they failed in so doing, he
insisted on forfeiture or escheate; and, in some instances, these suits
were so expensive that it was almost wiser to relinquish an estate, than
to be plundered in long and anxious processes.
At last, to prevent their
utter ruin, the gentlemen who held lands under Lord Lovat determined
upon resistance; after twenty-seven years of bondage they resolved to
free themselves. They met together, and unanimously resolved to unite
their arms, and to deliver themselves by their swords; to this extremity
were reduced these brave and devoted adherents, who had blindly rushed
into every crime and every danger at the command of their ungrateful
chieftain. Their resolution alarmed the tyrant; he ordered the suits
against his vassals to be stopped, and excused, as well as he could, and
with his usual odious courtesy, the severities into which he had been
led. He was playing a desperate game; and the adherence of these unhappy
dependants was soon to be put to the test.
His oppression of his
stewards and agents was consistent with the rest of his conduct. They
could rarely induce him to settle his accounts; and if they ventured to
ask for sums due to them, he threatened them with actions at law. He was
all powerful, and they were forced to submit. His inferior servants were
treated even still more oppressively. If they wished to leave his
Lordship's service, or asked for their wages, he alleged some crime
against them, which he always found sufficient witnesses to prove. They
were then sent off to the cave of Beauly, a dismal retreat, about a mile
from his castle, where they wore confined until they were reduced to
submission. That such enormities should have been tolerated in a land of
liberty, seems almost incredible; but the slavery of the clans, the
poverty and ignorance of the people, the vast power and influence of the
chief, account, .in some measure, for this degrading bondage on the one
hand, this absolute monarchy on the other.
This long-endured course
of tyranny had not tended to humble the heart of him who indulged in
such an immoderate exercise of power. The ambition of Lord Lovat, always
of a low and personal nature, increased with years. He watched the state
of public affairs, and built upon their threatening character a scheme
by which he might, as he afterwards said, "be in a condition of humbling
his neighbours."
His allegiance was
henceforth given to the Jacobites, and his fidelity, if such a word
could ever be used as applied to him, seems actually to have lasted two
years,—that is from 1717 to 1719, when a Spanish invasion was undertaken
in favour of the Pretender. To that Lord Lovat promised to lend his aid,
and wrote to Lord Seaforth, promising to join him. But the invasion was
then defeated, and Lovat continued to enjoy royal favour at home. On
this occasion the letter which Lord Lovat had written to Lord Seaforth,
was shown to Chisholm of Knobbsford before it was delivered, and an
affidavit of its contents was sent up to Court. Upon Lord Lovat becoming
acquainted with this, he immediately' got himself introduced at Court,
possibly with a view to deceiving the public mind. Lady Seaforth having
asked some favour from him, he refused to grant it, unless she would
return that letter, which had been addressed to her son. With his usual
cunning he had omitted to sign the letter, which he thought could not
therefore be fixed upon him. Upon receiving it back, Lovat showed it to
a friend, who remarked that there was enough in it to condemn thirty
lords. He immediately threw it into the fire.
During many years of
iniquity, Lord Lovat had preserved, to all appearance, the good will of
Duncan Forbes. That great lawyer had been Lovat's legal advocate during
the long and expensive suits for the establishment of his claims, and
had generously refused all fees or remuneration for his exertions. The
letters addressed by Lovat to him breathe the utmost regard, and speak
an intimacy which, as Sit Walter Scott observes, "is less wonderful when
we consider that Duncan Forbes could endure the society of the infamous
Charteris." Lovat's expressions of regard were frequently written in
French. "Mori aimable General:" he writes to Mr. John Forbes, also, the
President's elder brother.—"My dear Culloden.'' "Your affectionate
friend, and most obedient and most humble servant.''
To the President, whom he
always addressed with some allusion to his brief military service,—"My
dear General." "Your own Lovat." In 1716 such professions as these are
made to Mr. John Forbes.
"My dearest Provost (we
must give you your title, since it is to last but short), my dear
General's letter and yours are terrible; but I was long ere now prepared
for all that could happen to me on your illustrious brother's account:
I'll stand by him to the last; and if I fall, as I do not doubt but I
will. I'll receive the blow without regret. But all I can tell you is
this, that we are very like to see a troublesome world, and may Genorall
and you will be yet useful; and I am ready to be with you to the last
drop, for I am yours eternally, Lovat." His frequent style to the
President was thus,—"The most faithfull and aficctionat of your slaves."
It is indeed evident, in almost every letter, what real obligations
Lovat received from both Culloden and his brother; and how strenuously
they supported his claim against Fraserdale."
At the hospitable house
of Culloden he was a frequent guest,—"a house, or castle," says the
author of "Letters from the North," written previous to the year 1730,
"belonging to a gentleman whose hospitality knows no bounds. It is the
custom of that house, at the first visit or introduction, to take up war
freedom, by cracking his nut, as he terms it; that is, a cocoa-shell,
which holds a pint, filled with champagne, or such other sort of wine as
you shall chose. You may guess, by the introduction, of the contents of
the volume. Few go away sober at any time; and for the greatest part of
his guests, in the conclusion, they cannot go at all."
"This he partly brings
about artfully, by proposing, after the public healths (which always
imply bumpers) such private ones as he knows will pique the interest or
inclination of each particular person of the company, whose turn it is
to take the lead, to begin it in a brimmer, and he himself being always
cheerful, and sometimes saying good things, his guests soon lose their
guard, and then- I need say no more."
In this hospitable house,
a strange contrast to the penuriousness and despotic management of
Castle Downie, Lord Lovat was on the most intimate footing. His
professions of friendship to the laird were unceasing. "I dare freely
say." he observes in one of his characteristic letters, "that there is
not a Forbes alive wishes your personal health and prosperity more than
I do, affectionate and sincerely; and I should be a very ungrateful man
if it was otherways, for no man gave me more proofs of love and
friendship at home and abroad than John Forbes of Colodin did.
"As to carrying your lime
to Lovat, I shall do more in it than if it was for my own use. I shall
give the most pressing orders to my officers to send in my tenants'
horses; and to show them the zeal and desire that I have to serve you, I
shall send my own labouring horses to carry it, with as much pleasure as
if it was to build a house in Castle Downie."
Even his wife and his
"beams"' are "Colodin's faithful slaves—" "I'll never see a laird of
C'ulodin I love so much," he declares in another letter; — in which,
also, he reminds Mr. Forbes of a promise that he "will do him the
honour, since he cannot himself at this time be present, to hold up his
forthcoming child to receive the holy water of baptisme, and make it a
better Christian than the father. I expect this mark of friendship from
my dear John Forbes of Culodin."
Yet all these professions
were wholly forgotten, when Lord Lovat. being fairly established in his
honours, no longer deemed the friendship of the Forbes family necessary
to him. An occasion then occurred, in which Mr. Forbes's "grateful
slave" showed the caprice inherent in his nature. Forbes of Culloden had
long been the representative of Inverness, chiefly through the interest
of Lord Lovat; but when Sir William Grant came forward to oppose the
return of Forbes, to the dismay of that gentleman, Lord Lovat turned
round, and, upon the plea of consanguinity, used his interest in favour
of the new candidate. The disappointment resulting from this defeat is
said to have preyed upon the spirits of the worthy Laird of Culloden,
and to have caused his death.
The decline of this
alliance between the Forbes family and Lord Lovat, was the prelude to
greater changes.
In order to repress the
local disturbances in the Highlands, Government had adopted a remedy,
well termed by Sir Walter Scott, "of a doubtful and dangerous
character." This was the raising of a number of independent companies
among the Highlanders, to be commanded by chieftains, and officered by
their sons, by tackmen, or by Daihne vassals. At the period when those
great military roads were formed in the Highlands between the year 1715
and 1745, these companies were better calculated, it was supposed, to
maintain the repose of a country with which they were well acquainted,
than regular troops. But the experiment did not succeed. The Highland
companies, known by the famous name of the Black Watch, traversed the
country, it is true, night and day, and tracked its inmost recesses;
they knew the most dangerous characters; they were supposed to suppress
all internal disorders. But they were Highlanders. Whilst they looked
leniently upon robberies and outrages to which they had been
familiarized from their youth, they revived in their countrymen the
military spirit which the late Act for disarming the clans had subdued.
Upon their removal from the Highlands, and their exportation to
Flanders, the mischief became apparent; and no regular force being sent
to the Highlands in their stead, those chieftains who were favourable to
the exiled family, found it easy to turn the restless temper and martial
habits of their clansmen to their own purposes.
Lord Lovat was one of
those who thus acted. The Ministry, irritated by his patronage of Sir
William Grant's interests, in preference to these of Forbes, at the
election for Inverness, suddenly deprived him of his pension in 1739,
and also of the command of the free company of Highlanders. This was a
rash proceeding, and contrary to the advice of President Forbes. Lord
Lovat, who had caused his clansmen to enter his regiment by rotation,
and had thus, without suspicion, been training his clan to the use of
arms, soon showed how dangerous a weapon had been placed in his hand,
and at how critical a period he had been incensed to turn it against
Government.
He had long been
suspected. Even in 1737, information had been given of his buying up
muskets, broadswords, and targets, in numbers. When challenged to defend
himself from the imputation of Jacobitism by a friend, he insisted upon
the services he had done in 1715 as a reason why he should for ever be
free from the imputation of disloyalty; and he continued to play the
same subtle part, and to pretend indifference to all fresh enterprises,
to his friends at Culloden, as that which he had always affected.
"Everybody expects we
shall have a war very soon," he writes to his friend John Forbes in
1729— which I am not fond of; for being now growne old, I desire and
wish to live in peace with all mankind, except some damned Presbyterian
ministers who dayly plague me." Yet, even then he was engaged in a plot
to restore the Stuarts. In 1736, when ho was Sheriff for the county, he
received the celebrated Roy Stuart, who was imprisoned at Inverness for
high treason, when he broke out of gaol, and kept him six weeks in his
house ; sending by him an assurance to the Pretender of his fidelity,
and at the same time desiring Roy Stuart to procure him a commission as
lieutenant-general, and a patent of dukedom.
This was the secret
spring of his whole proceeding. It is degrading to the rest of the
Jacobites, to give this double traitor an epithet ever applied to
honourable, and fervent, and disinterested men. The sole business of
Lovat wras personal aggrandizement; revenge was his amusement.
Lord Lovat immediately
changed the whole style of his deportment. He quitted the comparative
retirement of Castle Downie; went to Edinburgh, where he set up a
chariot, and lived there in a sumptuous manner, though with little of
those ceremonials which we generally associate with rank and opulence.
He now sought and obtained a very general acquaintance. Few men had more
to tell; and he could converse about his former hardships, relate the
account of his introduction to Louis the Fourteenth, and to the gracious
Maintenon. He returned to Castle Downie. That seat, conducted hitherto
on the most penurious scale, suddenly became the scene of a plenteous
hospitality; and its lord, once churlish and severe, became liberal and
free. He entertained the clans after their hearts' desire, and he kept a
purse of sixpences for the poor. As his castle was almost In the middle
of the Highlands, it was much frequented; and the crafty Lovat now
adapted his conversation to his own secret ends. lie expatiated to the
Highlanders, always greedy of fame, and vain beyond all parallel of
their country, upon the victories of Montrose on the fields of
Killicranuie and Oromdale.
"Such a sword and
target," he would say to a listener, "your honest grandfather wore that
day, and with it be forced his way through a hundred men, Well did I
know him; he was my great friend, and an honest man. Few are like him
now-a-days; — you resemble him pretty much."
Then he began to
interpret prophecies and dreams, and to relate to his superstitious
listeners the dreams their fathers had before the battle, in which they
fought. He would trace genealogies as far back as the clansmen pleased,
and show their connection with their chieftains. They were all his
"cousins and friends;" for he knew every person that had lived in the
country for years.
Then he spoke of the
superiority of the broad-sword and target over the gun and the bayonet;
he sneered at the weakness of an army, after so many years of peace,
commanded by boys; he boasted of the valour of the Scots in Sweden and
France; he even unriddled the prophecies of Bede and of Merlin. By these
methods he prepared the minds of those over whom he ruled for the
Rebellion; but in the event, as it has been truly said, "the thread of
his policy was spun so fine that at last it failed in the maker's hand."
The shrewdness of Lovat's
judgment might indeed be called in question, when he decided to risk the
undisturbed possession of his Highland property for a dukedom and
prospect. But there were many persons of rank and influence who
believed, with Prince Charles Edward, that "the Hanoverian yoke was
severely felt in England, and that now was the time to shake it off."'
"The intruders of the family of Hanover," observes a strenuous Jacobite,
"conscious of the lameness of their title and the precariousness of
their tenure, seem to have had nothing in view but increasing their
power, and gratifying their insatiable avarice : by the former, they
proposed to get above the caprice of the people ; and by the latter,
they made sure of something, happen what would." "Abundance of the
Tories," he further remarks, "had still a warm side for the family of
Stuart ; and as for the old stanch Whigs, their attachment and aversion
to families had no other spring but their love of liberty, which they
saw expiring with the family of Hanover : they had still this, and but
this chance to recover it. In fine, there was little opposition to be
dreaded from any quarter but from the army,—gentlemen of that profession
being accustomed to follow their leaders, and obey orders without asking
any questions. But there were malcontents among them, too; such as were
men of property, whose estates exceeded the value of their commissions,
did by no means approve of the present measures."'*
Upon the whole the
conjuncture seemed favourable, and Lord Lovat, whose political views
were very limited, was the first to sign the association despatched in
1736, according to some accounts, by others in 1740, and signed and
sealed by many persons of note in Scotland, inviting the Chevalier to
come over to that country. His belief was, that France hail at all times
the power to bring in James Stuart if she had the will; that, indeed,
was the general expectation of the Jacobites.
"Most of the powers in
Europe," writes Mr. Maxwell, "were engaged, either as principals or
auxiliaries, in a war about the succession to the Austrian dominions.
France and England were hitherto only auxiliaries, but so deeply
concerned, and so sanguine, that it was visible they would soon come to
an open rupture with one another; and Spain had been at war with England
some years, nor was there the least prospect of an accommodation. From
those circumstances it seemed highly probable that France and Spain
would concur in forwarding the Prince's views."
Influenced by these
considerations, Lovat now became chiefly involved in all the schemes of
the Chevalier. In 1743, when the invasion was actually resolved upon,
Lovat was fixed upon as a person of importance to conduct the
insurrection in the Highlands. Nor did the failure of that project deter
him from continued exertions. During the two succeeding years, and until
after the battle of Preston Pans, lie acted with such caution and
dissimulation, that, had his party lost, he might still have made terms,
as he thought, with the Hanoverians.
In the beginning of the
year 1745, Prince Charles despatched several commissions to be
distributed among his friends in Scotland, with certain letters
delivered by Sir Hector Maclean, begging his friends in the Highlands to
be in readiness to receive him, and desiring, "if possible, that all the
castles and fortresses in Scotland might be taken before his arrival."
On the twenty-fifth of Ju!y, the gallant Charles Edward landed in a
remote corner of the Western Highlands, with only seven adherents. Lord
Lovat was informed of this event, but he continued to play the deep game
which his perfidious mind suggested on all occasions. He sent one of his
principal agents into Lochaber to receive the young Prince's commands,
as Regent of the three kingdoms, and to express his joy at his arrival.
He sent also secretly for his son, who was then a student at the
University of St. Andrews, and compelled him to leave his pursuits
there, appointing him colonel of his clan. Arms, money, and provisions
were collected ; and the fiery cross was circulated throughout the
country.
Such proceedings could
not be concealed, and the Lord Advocate, Craigie, wrote to Lord Lovat
from Edinburgh, :in the month of August, calling upon him to prove his
allegiance, referring to Lovat's son as well able to assist him, and
asking his counsels on the state of the Highlands. The epistle alluded
to a long cessation of any friendly correspondence between the Lord
Advocate and Lord Lovat.
It was answered by
assurances of loyalty. "I am as ready this day (as far as I am able) to
serve the King and Government as I was in the year 1715, &c. But my clan
and I have been so neglected these many years past, that I have not
twelve stand of arms in my country, though I thank God I could bring
twelve hundred good men to the field for the King's sendee if I had arms
and other accoutrements for them." He then entreats a supply of arms,
names a thousand stand to be sent to Inverness, and promises to engage
himself in the King's sendee, he continues, —"Therefore, my good Lord. I
earnestly entreat that as you wish that I would do good service to the
Government on this critical occasion, you may order immediately a
thousand stand of arms to be delivered to me and my clan at Inverness,
and then your Lordship shall see that I will exert myself for the King's
service; and if we do not get these arms immediately, we will certainly
be undone; for these madmen that are in arms with the pretended Prince
of Wales, threaten every day to burn and destroy my country if we do not
rise in arms and join them; so that my people cry hourly that they have
no arms to defend themselves, nor no protection or support from the
Government. So I earnestly entreat your Lordship may consider seriously
on this, for it will be an essential and singular loss to the Government
if my clan and kindred be destroyed, who possess the centre of the
Highlands of Scotland, and the countries most proper, by their
situation, to serve the King and Government."
"As to my son, my Lord,
that you are so good as to mention, he is very young, and just done with
his colleges at St. Andrews, under the care of a relation of yours, Mr.
Thomas Craigie, professor of Hebrew, who I truly think one of the
prettiest, most complete gentlemen that 1 ever conversed with in any
country and I think I never saw a youth that pleased him more than my
eldest son; he says he is a very good scholar, and has the best genius
for learning of any he has seen, and it is by Mr. Thomas Craigie's
positive advice, which he will tell you when you see him, that I send my
son immediately' to Utrecht to complete his education. But I have many a
one of my family more fitted to command than he is at his tender age;
and I do assure your Lordship that they will behave well if they are
supported as they ought from the Government."
This artful letter,
wherein he talks of sending his son to Utrecht, when he was, at that
time, by threats and persuasion driving him into the field of civil war,
is finished thus :—
"I hear that mad and
unaccountable gentleman'' (thus he designates the Prince) "has set up a
standard at a place called Glenfinnin—Monday last. This place is the
inlet from Moydart to Lochaber; and I hear of none that joined him as
yet, except the Camerons and Macdonells."
But this masterpiece of
art could not deceive the honest yet discerning mind of him to whom it
was addressed.
Since the death of Mr.
Forbes, the President had resided frequently at Culloden. now his own
property; his observing eye was turned upon the proceedings of his
neighbour at Castle Downie, but still appearances wore maintained
between him and Lovat. "This day," writes the President to a friend,
"the Lord Lovat came to dine with me. He said he had heard with
uneasiness the reports that were scattered abroad; but that he looked on
the attempt as very desperate; that though he thought himself but
indifferently used lately, in taking his company from him, yet his
wishes still being, as well as his interest, led him to support the
present Royal Family; that he had lain absolutely still and quiet, lest
his stirring in any sort might have been misrepresented or misconstrued;
and he said his business with me was, to be advised what was to be done
on this occasion. I approved greatly of his disposition, and advised
him, until the scene should open a little, to lay himself out to gain
the most certain intelligence he could come at, which the situation of
his clan will enable him to execute, and to prevent his kinsmen from
being seduced by their mad neighbours, which he readily promised to do."
Consistent with these
professions were the letters of Lovat to the President.
"I have but melancholy
news to tell you, my dear Lord, of my own country; for 1 have a strong
report that mad Foyers is either gone, or preparing to go, to the "West;
and I have the same report of poor Kilbockie; but I don't believe it.
However, if I be able to ride in my chariot the length of Inverness, I
am resolved to go to Stratherrick next week, and endeavour to keep my
people in order. I forgot to tell you that the man yesterday assured me
that they were resolved to burn and destroy all the countries where the
men would not join them, with lire and sword, which truly frights me
much, and has made me think of the best expedient I could imagine to
preserve my people.
"As I know that the Laird
of Lochiel has always a very affectionate friendship for me, as his
relation, and a man that did him singular services, and as lie is
perfectly well acquainted with Gortuleg, I endeavoured all I could to
persuade Tom to go there, and that he should endeavour in my name to
persuade Lochiel to protect my country; in which I think I could succeed
; but I cannot persuade Gortuleg to go; he is so nice with his points of
honour that he thinks his going would bring upon him the character of a
spy, and that he swears he would not have for the creation. I used all
the. arguments that I was capable of, and told him plainly that it was
the greatest service he could do to me and to my country, as I knew he
could bring me a full account of their situation, and that is the only
effectual means that I can think of to keep the Stratherrick men and the
rest of my people at home. He told me at last he would take some days to
consider of it until he comes out of Stratherrick; but I am afraid that
will be too late. I own I was not well pleased with him, and we parted
in a cooler manner than we used to do."
In all his letters he
characterizes Charles Edward, to whom he had just pledged his
allegiance, as the "pretended Prince." His affectation of zeal in the
cause of Government, his pretence of an earnest endeavour to arrest the
career of the very persons whom he was exciting to action, his exertions
with my "cousin Gortuleg," and his delight to find that "honest
Kilbockie," whom he had been vilifying, had not stirred, and would do
nothing without his consent, might be amusing if they were not traits of
such wanton irreclaimable falsehood in an aged man, soon to be called to
an account, before a heavenly tribunal, for a long career of crime and
injury to his neighbours.
If any further instance
of his duplicity can be read with patience, the following letter to
Lochiel, who, according to Lovat, had a very affectionate friendship for
him. affords a curious specimen of cunning.
" 1745.
" Dear Lochiel,
" I fear you have been
over rash in going ere affairs were ripe. You are m a dangerous state.
The Elector's General. Cope, is in your rear, hanging at your tail with
three thousand men, such as have not been seen here since Dundee's
affair, and we have no force to meet him. If the Macphersons will take
the field I would bring out my lads to help the work ; and 'twixt the
two we might cause Cope to keep his Christmas here ; but only Cluny is
earnest in the cause, and my Lord Advocate plays at cat and mouse with
me; but times may change, I may bring him to Saint Johnstone's tippet.
Meantime look to yourselves, for ye may expect many a sour face and
sharp weapons in the South. In aid when I can, but my prayers are all I
can give at present. My service to the Prince, but I wish he had not
come here so empty-handed. Siller would go far in the Highlands. I send
this by Evan Fraser, whom 1 have charged to give it to yourself; for
were Duncan to find it, it would be my head to an onion. Farewell!
" Your faithful frond,
" Lovat."
" For the Laird of
Lochiel.
But perhaps the most
odious feature in this part of Lovat's career was his treachery to
Duncan Forbes, whose exertions had placed his unworthy client in
possession of his property, and whose early ties of neighbourhood ought,
at any rate, to have secured him from danger. A party of the Stratherric
Frasers, kinsmen and clansmen of Lovat's, attacked Culloden House, as
there was every reason to believe with the full concurrence of Lovat.
Forbes, who was perfectly aware of the source whence the assault
proceeded, appeared to treat it lightly, talked of it as an "idle
attempt," never hinting that he guessed Lovat's participation in the
affair, and only lamenting that the ruffians had "robbed the gardener
and the poor weaver, who was a common benefit to the country." Lovat, as
it has been sagaciously remarked, the guilty man, took it up much more
knowingly.
This tissue of artifice
was carried on for some weeks; first by a vehement desire to have arms
sent in order to repel the rebels, then by hints that the inclinations
of his people, and the extensive popularity of the cause began to make
it doubtful whether he-could control their rash ardour. "Your Lordship
may remember," he wrote to Forbes, "that I had a vast deal of trouble to
prevent my men rising at the beginning of this affair; but now the
contagion is so general, by the late success of the Highlanders, that
they laugh at any man that would dissuade them from going; so that I
really know not how to behave. I really wish I had been in any part of
Britain these twelve months past, both for my health and other
considerations." The feebleness of his health was a point on which, for
some reasons or other, he continually insisted. It is not often that one
can hear an aged man complain, without responding by pity and sympathy.
"I'm exceeding glad to
know that your Lordship is in great health and spirits: I am so unlucky
that my condition is the reverse; for I have neither health nor spirits.
I have entirely lost the use of my limbs, for I can neither walk nor
mount a horseback without the help of three or four men, which makes my
life both uneasy and melancholy. But I submit to the will of God." This
account, indeed, rather confirms a tradition that Lord Lovat, after the
separation from his wife, sank into a state of despondency, and lay two
years in bed previous to the Rebellion of 1745. "When the news of the
Prince's landing was brought to him, he cried out, "Lassie, bring me my
brogues.—I'll rise too."
At length, this wary
traitor took a decisive step. His dilatoriness had made many of the
Pretender's friends uneasy, and showed too plainly that he had been
playing a double game. He was urged by some emissaries of Charles Edward
"to throw off the mask," upon which he pulled off his hat and exclaimed
"there it is!" He then, in the midst of his assembled vassals, drank
confusion to the white horse, and all the generation of them." He
declared that he would "cut off" in a moment any of his tenants who
refused to join the cause, and expressed his conviction that as sure as
the sun slimed his "master would prevail."
This was in the latter
part of the summer: on the twenty-first of September the battle of
Preston Pans raised the hopes of the Jacobites to the highest pitch, and
Alexander Macleod was sent to the Highland chieftains to stimulate their
loyalty and to secure their rising. Upon his visiting Castle Downie he
found Lovat greatly elated by the recent victory, which he declared was
not to be paralleled. He now began to assemble his men, and to prepare
in earnest for that part which he had long intended to adopt; "but,"
observes Sir Walter Scott, "with that machiavelism inherent in his
nature, he resolved that his own personal interest in the insurrection
should be as little evident as possible, and determined that his son,
whose safety he was bound, by the laws of God and man, to prefer to his
own, should be his stalking-horse, and in case of need his scape-goat."
Lord President Forbes,
who had been addressing himself to the Highland chieftains, exhorting
the well-affected to bestir themselves, and entreating those who were
devoted to the Pretender not to involve themselves and their families in
ruin, expostulated by a letter with Lord Lovat upon the course which his
son was now openly pursuing, pointing out how greatly it would reflect
upon the father, whose co-operation or countenance he supposed to be
impossible. The letters written on this subject by Forbes are admirable,
and show a deep interest not only in the security of his country', but
also in the fate of the young man, who afterwards redeemed his
involuntary errors by a career of the highest respectability.
"You have now so far
pulled off the mask," writes the President, "that we can see the mark
you aimed at." "You sent away your son, and the best part of your clan,"
he adds, after a remonstrance full of good sense and candour, "to join
the Pretender, with as little concern as if no danger had attended such
a step. And I am sorry to tell you, my Lord, that I could sooner
undertake to plead the cause of any one of those unhappy gentlemen who
are actually in arms against his Majesty; and I could say more in
defence of their conduct, than I could in defence of your Lordship's."
Can any instance of moral
degradation be adduced more complete than this? The implication of a son
by a father, who had used his absolute authority to drive his son into
an active part in the affairs of the day.
"I received the honour of
your Lordship's letter," writes Lovat, in reply, "late last night, of
yesterday's date; and I own that I never received any one like it since
I was born; and I give your Lordship the thousand thanks for the kind
freedom you use with me in it; for I see by it that for my misfortune of
having ane obstinate stubborn son, and ane ungrateful kindred, my family
must go to destruction, and I must lose my life in my old age. Such
usage looks rather like a Turkish or Persian government than like a
British. Am I, my Lord, the first father that had ane undutiful and
unnatural son or am I the first man that has made a good estate, and saw
it destroyed in his own time? but I never heard till now, that the
foolishness of a son. would take away the liberty and life of a father,
that lived peaceably, that was ane honest man, and well inclined to the
rest of mankind. But I find the longer a man lives, the more wonders,
and extraordinary things he sees.
"Now, my Lord, as to the
civil war that occasions my misfortune; and in which, almost the whole
kingdom is involved on one side or other. I humbly think that men should
be moderate on both sides, since it is morally impossible to know the
event. For thousands, nay, ten thousands on both sides are positive that
their own party will carry ; and suppose that this Highland army should
be utterly defeat, and that the Government should carry all in triumph,
no man can think that any king upon the throne would destroy so many
ancient families that are engaged in it."
Upon the news of the
Pretender's troops marching to England, the Frasers, headed by the
Master of Lovat, formed a sort of blockade round Fort Augustus; upon
which the Earl of Loudon, with a large body of the well-affected clans,
marched, in a very severe frost during the month of December, to the
relief of Fort Augustus. His route lay through Stratherric, Lord Lovat's
estate, on the south side of Loch Ness. Fort Augustus surrendered
without opposition; and the next visit which Lord Loudon paid was to
Castle Downie, where he prevailed on Lord Lovat to go with him to
Inverness, and to remain there under London's eye, until his clan should
have been compelled to bring in their arms. Lord Lovat was now very
submissive; he promised that this should be done in three days, and
highly condemned the conduct of his son. Rut he still delayed to
surrender the arms; and, at last, found means, in spite of his lameness
which he was always lamenting, to get out of the house where he was
lodged by a back passage, and to make his escape to the Isle of Muily,
in Glenstrathfarrer. Here he occupied himself in exciting all the clans,
especially his own Frasers, to join in the insurrection. A scheme having
been submitted to the Duke of Cumberland, for the prevention of all
future disturbances by transporting all those who had been found in arms
to America, Lord Lovat had this document translated into Gaelic, and
circulated in the Highlands, in order to exasperate the natives against
the Duke, and to show that that General intended to extirpate them root
and branch. Unhappily, the event did not serve to dispel those
suspicions. This manifesto, as it was called, was read publicly in the
churches every Sunday.
The march of the rebels
to Inverness drove Lord Loudon to retire into Sutherland early m 1746,
and President Forbes had accompanied him in his retreat. It was,
therefore, again practicable for Lord Lovat to return to his own
territory; and we find him, before the battle of Culloden, alternately
at Castle Downie, or among some of his adherents, chiefly at the House
of Fraser of Gortuleg, from which the following letter which exemplifies
much of the character of Lovat, appears to have been written,
" March 20, 1746
" My dearest Child,
" Gortulegg came home
last night, with Inocralachy's brother; and the two Sandy Fairfield's
son, and mine and I am glad to know, that you are in perfect health,
which you may be sure I wish the continuance of. I am sure for all
Sandy's reluctance to come to this country, he will be better pleased
with it than any where else; for he has his commerade, Gortuleg's son,
to travell up and down with him; I shall not desire him to stay ane hour
in the house but when he pleases.
" My cousin, Mr. William
Fraser, tells me that the Prince sent notice to Sir Alexander Bennerman,
by Sir John M'Donell, that he would go some of these days, and view my
country of the Aird, and fish salmon upon my river of Beauly, I do not
much covet that great honour at this time as my house is quite, out of
order, and that I am not at home myself nor you, however, if the Prince
takes the fancy to go, you must offer to go along with him, and offer
him a glass of wine and any cold meat you can get there. I shall send
Sanday Doan over immediately, if you think that the Prince is to go: so
I have ordered the glyd post to he here precisely this night.
" Mr. William Fraser
says, that Sir Alexander Bennerman will not give his answer to Sir John
M'Donell. till he return about the Prince's going to Beaufort; and that
cannot be before Saturday morning. So I beg, my dearest child, you may
consider seriously of this, not to let us be affronted ; for after Sir
Alexander and other gentlemen were entertained at your house, if the
Prince should go and meet with no reception, it will be ane affront, and
a stain upon you and me while we breathe. So, my dearest child, don't
neglect this; for it is truely of greater consequence to our honour than
you can imagine, tho' in itself it's but a maggot: but, I fancy, since
Cumberland is comeing so near, that these fancy's w;jl be out of head.
However, I beg you may not neglect to acquaint me (if it was by ane
express) when you are rightly informed that the Prince is going. I have
been extreamly bad these four days past with a fever and a cough; but I
thank God I am better since yesterday afternoon. I shall be glad to see
you here, if you think it proper for as short or as long a time as you
please. All in this family offer you their compliments: and I ever am,
more than I can express, my
dearest child, your most
affected and dutiful father,
"P. S.—The Prince's
reason for going to my house is, to see a salmon kill'd with the rod,
which he never saw before; and if he proposes that fancy, he must not be
disappointed.
"I long to hear from you
by the glyd post some time this night. I beg, my dear child, you may
send me any news you have from the east, and from the north, and from
the south."
It was not until after
the battle of Culloden that Charles Edward and Lord Lovat first met. In
that engagement, Lovat's infirmities, as well as his precautions, had
prevented his taking an active part; but his son, the Master of Lovat,
whose energy in the cause which he had unwillingly espoused, met the
praise of Prince Charles, led his clan up to the encounter, and was one
of the few who effected a junction with the Prince on the morning of the
battle. Fresh auxiliaries from the clan Fraser were hastening in at the
very moment of that ill-judged action; and they behaved with their
accustomed bravery, and were permitted to march off unattacked, with
their pipes playing, and their colours flying. The great body of the
clan Fraser were led by Charles Fraser, junior, of Inverlaltochy, as
Lieutenant-Colonel in the absence of the Master of Lovat, who was coming
up with three hundred men, but met the Highlanders flying. The brave
Inverlaltochy was killed; and the fugitives were sorely harassed by
Kingston's light horse.
The battle of Culloden
occurring shortly afterwards, decided the question of Lord Lovat's
political bias. Very different accounts have been transmitted of the
feelings and conduct of Prince Charles after the fury of the contest had
been decided. By some it has been stated, that he lost on that sad
occasion those claims to a character for valour which even his enemies
had not hitherto refused him; but Mr. Maxwell has justified the
unfortunate and inexperienced young man.
"The Prince," he says,
"seeing his army entirely-routed, and all his endeavours to rally the
men fruitless, was at last prevailed upon to retire. Most of his horse
assembled around his person to secure his retreat, which was made
without any danger, for the enemy advanced very leisurely over the
ground. They were too happy to have got so cheap a victory over a Prince
and an enemy that they had so much reason to dread They made no attack
where there was any body of the Prince's men together, but contented
themselves with sabering such unfortunate people as fell in his way
single and disarmed."
"If he did less at
Culloden than was expected from him," adds this partial, but honest
follower, "'twas only because he had formerly done more than could be
expected." He justly blames the Prince's having come over without any
officer of experience to guide him. "He was too young himself, and had
too little experience to perform all the functions of a general; and
though there are examples of Princes that seem to have been born
generals, they had the advice and assistance of old experienced
officers, men that understood, in detail, all that belongs to any army."
Lord Elcho, m his
manuscript, thus accounts for the censures which were cast upon the
Prince by those who shared his misfortunes.
"What displeased the
people of fashion (consequence) was, that he did not seem to have the
least sense of what they had done for him; but, after all, would
afterwards say they had done nothing but their duty, as his father's
subjects were born to do.
"And there were people
about him that took advantage to represent the Scotch to him as a
mutinous people, and that it. was not so much for him they were fighting
as for themselves; and repeated to him all their bad behaviour to
Charles the First and Charles the Second, and put it to him in the worst
light, that at the battle of Culloden he thought that all the Scots in
genera] were a parcel of traitors. And he would have continued in the
same mind had he got out of the country immediately; but the care they
took of his person when he was hiding made him change his mind, and
affix treason only to particulars."
After the battle was
decided, and the plain of Culloden abandoned to the fury of an enemy
more merciless and insatiable than any who ever before or after answered
to an English name, the Prince retired across a moor in the direction of
Fort Augustus, and, according to Maxwell, slept that niglit at the house
of Fraser of Gortuleg; and there for the first time saw Lord Lovat. But
this interview is declared by Arbuthnot, who appears to have gathered
his facts chiefly from local information, in the Castle of Downie; and
the testimony of Sir Walter Scott confirms the assertion. "A lady,"
writes Sir Walter, "who, then a girl, was residing in Lord Lovat's
family, described to us the unexpected appearance of Prince Charles and
his flying attendants at Castle Downie. The wild and desolate vale on
which she was gazing with indolent composure, was at once so suddenly
filled with horsemen riding furiously towards the Castle, that,
impressed with the idea that they were fairies, who, according to men.
are visible only from one twinkle of the eyelid to another, she strove
to refrain from the vibration which she believed would occasion the
strange and magnificent apparition to become Invisible. To Lord Lovat it
brought a certainty more dreadful than the presence of fairies or even
demons. The tower on which he had depended had fallen to crush him. and
he only met the Chevalier to exchange mutual condolences."
The Prince, it is
affirmed, rushed into the chamber where Lovat, supported by men, for he
could not stand without assistance, awaited his approach. The unhappy
fugitive broke into lamentations. "My Lord," he exclaimed, "we are
undone; my army is routed: what will become of poor Scotland?" Unable to
utter any more, he sank fainting on a bed near him. Lord Lovat
immediately summoned assistance, and by proper remedies the Prince was
restored to a consciousness of his misfortunes, and to the recollection
that Castle Downie, a spot upon which the vengeance of the Government
was sure to fall, could be no safe abiding place for him or for his
followers.
Such was the commencement
of those wanderings, to the interest and romance of which no fiction can
add. After this conference was ended, Prince Charles went to Invergarie;
Lord Lovat prepared for flight.
His first place of
retreat was to a mountain, whence he could behold the field of battle;
he collected his officers and men around him, and they gazed with
mournful interest upon the plain of Culloden. Heaps of wounded men were
lying in their blood; others were still pursued by the soldiers of an
army whose orders were, from their royal General, to give no quarter;
fire and sword were everywhere, vengeance and fury raged on the moor
watered by the river Nairn. Here, too, the unhappy Frasers and their
chief might view Culloden House, a large fabric of stone, graced with a
noble avenue of great length leading to the house, and surrounded by a
park covered with heather. Here Charles Edward had slept the night
before the battle. The remembrance of many social hours, of the
hospitality of that old hall, might recur at this moment to the mind of
Lovat. But whatever might be his reflections, his fortitude remained
unbroken, He turned to the sorrowful clan around them, and addressed
them. He recurred to his former predictions: "I have foretold," he said,
still attempting to keep up his old influence over the minds of his
clans, "that our enemies would destroy us with the fire and sword; they
have begun with me, nor will they cease until they have ravaged all the
country." He still, however, exhorted his captains to keep together
their men, and to maintain a mountain war. so that at least they might
obtain better terms of peace. Having thus counselled them, he was
carried upon the shoulders of his followers to the still farther
mountains, from one of which he is said, by a singular stroke of
retributive justice, to have beheld Castle Downie, the scene of his
crime, to maintain the splendour of which he had sacrificed every
principle, and compassed every crime, burned by the infuriated enemy.
Nine hundred men, under Brigadier Mordaunt, were detached for this
purpose.
In one of the Highland
fastnesses Lovat remained some time; but the blood-thirsty Cumberland
was eager in pursuit. Parties of soldiers were sent out in search of
Lovat, and he soon found that it was no longer safe to remain in the
vicinity of Beaufort. He fled, in the first instance, to Cawdor Castle.
In this famous structure, with its iron-grated doors, its ancient
tapestry hanging over secret passages and obscure approaches, he took
refuge. In one of its towers, in a small low chamber beneath the roof,
the wretched old man concealed himself for some months. When he was at
last obliged to leave it, he descended by means of a rope from his
chamber.
He had still lost neither
resolution nor energy. On the fourth of May, fifteen of the Jacobites
chieftains, Lord Lovat among the number, met in the Island of Mortlaig,
to concert measures for raising a body of men to resist the victorious
troops. On this occasion Lord Lovat declared that they need not be
uneasy, since he had no doubt but that they should be able to collect
eight or ten thousand men to fight the Elector of Hanover's troops.
Cameron of Lochiel, Murray of Broughton, and several other leaders of
distinction were present; Lord Lovat was attended by many of his own
clan, who were armed with dirks, swords, and pistols, and marked by
wearing sprays of yew in their bonnets. But the conference broke up
without any important result. The leaders embraced each other, drank to
Prince Charles's health, and separated. On this occasion Lord Lovat
headed that party among the Jacobites who still looked for aid from
France, and abjured the notion of surrendering to the conqueror. Still
hunted, to use his own expression, "like a fox," through the main land,
Lovat now got off in a boat to the Island of Morar, where he thought
himself secure from his enemies; but it was decreed that his iniquitous
life should not close in peaceful obscurity. It was not long before he
heard that a party of the King's troops had arrived in pursuit of him,
and a detachment of the garrison of Fort William, on board the Terror
and Furnace sloops, was also despatched, to make descents on different
parts of the island. Lovat retreated into the woods; Captain Mellon, who
commanded the detachment searched every town, village, and house; but
not finding the fugitive, he resolved to traverse the woods, planting
parties at the openings to intercept an escape. In the course of his
researches he passed a very old tree, which, from some slits in its
trunk, he and his men perceived to be hollow. One of the soldiers,
peeping into the aperture, thought he saw a man's leg; upon which he
summoned his captain, who, on investigating farther, found on one side a
large opening, in which stood a pair of legs, the rest of the figure
being hidden within the hollow of the tree. This was, however, quickly
discovered to be Lord Lovat, for whom this party had then been three
days in search. He was wrapped in blankets, to protect his aged limbs
from the cold.
Thus discovered, Lovat
was forced to surrender, but his spirit rose with the occasion: he told
Captain Mellon that "he had best take care of him; for if he did not, he
should make him answer for his conduct before a set of gentlemen the
very sight of whom would make him tremble." He was taken, in the first
instance, to Fort William, where he was treated with humanity, in
obedience to the express orders of the Duke of Cumberland. From this
prison Lovat wrote a letter to the Duke, reminding his Royal Highness of
the services which he had performed in 1715. and of the favour shown him
by George the First, I often carried your Royal Highness," pursues
the unhappy old man, "in my arms, in the palaces of Kensington and of
Hampton Court, to hold you up to your royal grandfather, that he might
embrace you, for he was very fond of you and the young princesses." He
then represented to the Duke that if mercy were shown him, and he "might
have the honour to kiss the Duke's hand, he might do more service to the
King and Government than destroying a hundred such old and very infirm
men like me, (past seventy, without the least use of my hands, legs, or
knees,) can be of advantage in any shape to the Government."
He was conveyed soon
after this letter, which is dated June the twenty-second, 1746, to Fort
Augustus. He had requested that a litter might be prepared for him, for
he was not able either to stand, walk, or ride. On the fifteenth of July
he was removed, under a strong guard, to Stirling, where a party of Lord
Mark Ker's dragoons received him. After a few days rest he passed
through Edinburgh for the last time; thence to Berwick, and on the
twenty-fifth he began his last journey under the escort of sixty
dragoons commanded by Major Gardner. His journey to London was divided
into twenty stages, and he was to travel one stage a day. It was,
indeed, of importance to the Government that he should reach London
alive, since many disclosures were expected from Lovat. On reaching
Newcastle three days afterwards he appeared to be in a very feeble
state, and walked from his coach to his lodgings supported by two of the
dragoons. As he travelled along in a sort of cage, or horse-litter, the
acclamations and hisses of the populace everywhere assailed him; but his
spirits were unbroken, and he talked confidently of his return.
But as he drew near
London this security diminished- He happened to reach London a few days
before the unhappy Jacobite noblemen were beheaded on Tower Hill. On his
way to the Tower he passed the scaffold which was erected for their
execution. "Ah!" he exclaimed, "I suppose it will not be long before I
shall make my exit there."
He was received in the
Tower by the Lieutenant-Governor, who conducted him to the apartment
prepared for his reception. Here, reclining in an elbow chair, he is
said to have broken out into reflections upon his eventful and singular
career. He uttered many moral sentiments, and expressed himself, as many
other men have done on similar occasions, perfectly satisfied with his
own intentions. Such was the self-deception of this extraordinary man.
In this prison Lovat
remained during five months without being brought to trial. But the
delay was of infinite importance; it prepared him to quit, with what may
be almost termed heroism, a life which he had employed in iniquity.
"Without remembering this interval, during which ample time for
preparation had been afforded, the hardihood which could sport with the
most solemn of all subjects, would shock rather than astonish. In
consideration of the conduct of many of our state prisoners on the
scaffold, we must recollect how familiarized they had previously become
with death, in those gloomy chambers whence they could see many a fellow
sufferer issue, to shed his blood on the same scaffold which would soon
be re-erected for themselves.
During his imprisonment,
Lovat had the affliction of hearing that his estates, after being
plundered of everything and destroyed by fire, were given by the Duke of
Cumberland to James Fraser of Cullen Castle. He was therefore left
without a shilling of revenue during his confinement, and was thus
treated as a convicted prisoner. In this situation he was reduced to the
utmost distress, and indebted solely to the bounty of a kinsman,
administered through Governor Williamson, for subsistence. At length,
early in the year 1747, upon preferring a petition to the House of
Lords, these grievances were in a great measure redressed. Yet the
unhappy prisoner had sustained many hardships. Among others the legal
plunder of his strong box, containing the sum of seven hundred pounds,
and of many valuables.
After much deliberation
on the part of the Crown lawyers, Lord Lovat was impeached of high
treason. "We learn," says Mr. Anderson, "from Lord Mansfield's speech in
the Sutherland cause, that much deliberation was necessary. It was
foreseen that his Lordship would have recourse to art. If he was tried
as a commoner he might claim to be a peer; if tried as a peer he might
claim to be a commoner. Everything was fully considered; the true solid
ground upon which he was tried as a peer, was the presumption in favour
of the heirs male."
On Monday, the ninth of
March, the proceedings were commenced against Lord Lovat; and a renewal
took place of that scene which Horace Walpole declared to be "most
solemn and fine; — a coronation is a puppet-show, and all the splendour
of it idle, but this sight at once feasted the eyes, and engaged all
one's passions."
Lord Lovat was now
dragged forth to play the last scene of his eventful life. His size had
by this time become enormous, so that when he had first entered the
Tower it was jestingly said that the doors must be enlarged to receive
him. He could neither walk nor ride, as he was almost helpless; he was
deaf, probably eighty years of age, ignorant of English law, and was
therefore not a matter of surprise that the high-born tribes, who
thronged to his trial, were disappointed in the brilliancy of his parts,
and in the readiness of his wit. I see little of parts in him?
observes Walpole, "nor attribute much to that cunning for which he is so
famous; it might catch wild Highlanders." Singular, indeed, must have
been the contrast between Lord Lovat and the polished assembly around
him : the Lord High Steward, Hardwicke, comely, and endowed with a fine
voice, but "curiously searching for occasions to bow to the Minister,
Henrv Felham," and asking at all hands what he was to do. The rude
Highland clansmen, vassals of Lord Lovat's, but witnesses against him;
above all, the blot and scourge of the Jacobite cause, Murray of
Broughton, who was the chief witness against the prisoner, must have
formed an assembly of differing characters not often to be seen, and
never to be forgotten.
The trial lasted five
days; it affords, as has been well remarked, a history of the whole of
the Rebellion of 1745. Robert Chens of Muirtown, a near neighbour of
Lovat's, but, as the counsel for the Crown observed, a man of very
different principles, gave testimony against the prisoner. At the end of
the third day, Lord Lovat, pleading that he had been up at four o'clock
in the morning, "to attend their Lordships," and declaring that he would
rather "die on the road than not pay them that respect," prayed a
respite of a day, which was granted. It appeared, indeed, doubtful in
what form death would seize him first, and whether disease and age might
not cheat the scaffold of its victim.
Lord Lovat spoke long in
his defence, but without producing any revulsion in his favour.
Throughout the whole of the proceedings he appears not to have dreaded
the rigour of the law; when the defence was closed, and the Lord High
Steward was about to put the question, guilty or not guilty, to the
House, the Lieutenant of the Tower was ordered by the Lord Steward to
take the prisoner from the bar, but not back to the Tower.
"If your Lordships," said
Lovat, "would send me to the Highlands, I would not go to the Tower any
more." Be was pronounced guilty by the unanimous votes of one hundred
and seventeen Lords present. He was then informed of his sentence, and
remanded to his prison. On the following day, March the nineteenth, he
was brought up to receive sentence. On that occasion, in reply to the
question 'why judgment of death should not be passed upon him,' he made
a long and, considering his fatigues and infirmities, an extraordinary
speech, giving the Lords "millions of thanks for being so good in their
patience and attendance," and drawing a parallel between the two
different men of the name of Murray, who had figured in the trial. The
one was Murray of Broughton ; the other, Murray afterwards Lord
Mansfield. He then went into the history of his life; or, at least, into
such passages of it as were proper for the public ear. He was
interrupted by the Lord High Steward, whose conduct to the unhappy State
prisoner is said to have been peevish and overbearing.
Judgment of death was
then pronounced upon him, and the barbarous sentence which had been
passed upon the Earl of Wintoun was pronounced; "to be hanged by the
neck, but not till you are dead," &c. The prisoner then spoke again;
hoping by this reiterated reference to his services, to obtain a
mitigation of the sentence; but he spoke to those who heard, without
compassion, the petitions for mercy which fell from an aged, tottering,
and miserable old man. Welt has it been said, "Whatever his character or
his crimes might be, the humanity of the British Government incurred a
deep reproach, from the execution of an old man on the very verge of the
grave."
At last, the Lord High
Steward put the final question: "Would you offer anything further?'
"Nothing," was the reply,
"but to thank your Lordships for your goodness to me. God bless you all;
I bid you an everlasting farewell. We shall not meet all again in the
same place,—I am sure of that."
Lord Lovat was
reconducted to the Tower—that prison on entering which he had boasted,
that if he were not old and infirm they would have found it difficult to
have kept him there. The people told him they had kept those who were
much younger. "Yes," ho answered, "but they had not broken so many gaols
as I have."
He now met his
approaching fate with a composure that it is difficult not to admire,
even in Lovat. And yet reflection may perhaps suggest that the
insensibility to the fear of death—an emotion incident to conscientious
minds—bespeaks, in one whose responsibilities had been so grossly
abused, an insensibility springing from utter depravity. Let us,
however, give to the wretched man every possible allowance. He wrote, in
terms of affection, a letter full of religious sentiments to his son,
after his own condemnation. When the warrant came down for his
execution, he exclaimed, "God's will be done!" With the courtesy that
had charmed and had betrayed others all his life, he took the gentleman
who brought the warrant by the hand, thanked him, drank his health, and
assured him that he would not then change places with any prince in
Christendom. He appears, indeed, to have had no misgivings, or he
affected to have none, as to his eternal prospects. When the Lieutenant
of the fortress in the Tower asked him how he did? "Do? was his reply;
"why I am about doing very well, for I am going to a place -where hardly
any majors, and very few lieutenant-generals go,"
Some friends still
remained warmly attached to this singular man. Mr. William Fraser, his
cousin, advanced a large sum of money to General Williamson, to provide
for his wants; and, after acting as his solicitor, attended him to the
last. But Lord Lovat felt deeply the circumstance of his having been
convicted by his own servants: "It is shocking," he observed, "to human
nature. I believe that they will carry about with them a sting that will
accompany them to their grave; yet I wish them no evil."
He prayed daily, and
fervently; and expressed unbounded confidence in the Divine mercy. "So,
my dear child," he thus wrote to his son, "do not be in the least
concerned for me; for I bless God I have strong reasons to hope that
when it is God's will to call me out of this world, it will be by his
mercy, and the suffering of my Saviour, Jesus Christ, to enjoy
everlasting happiness in the other world. I wish this may be yours."
After he had penned this remarkable letter, be asked a gentleman who was
in his room how he liked the letter? The reply was, "I like it very
well; it is a very good letter." "I think," answered Lord Lovat, "it is
a Christian letter."
In this last extremity of
his singular fortunes, the wife, whom he had so cruelly treated,
forgetful of every thing but her Christian duty, wrote to him, and
offered to repair immediately to London, and to go to him in the Tower,
if he desired it. But Lord Lovat returned an answer, in which, for the
first time, he adopted the language of conjugal kindness to Lady Lovat,
and refused the generous proposal, worthy of the disinterestedness of
woman's nature. He declared that he could not take advantage of it,
after all that had occurred.*
Meantime, an application
was made in favour of Lovat by a Mr. Painter, of St. John's College,
Oxford, in the form of three letters, one of which was addressed to the
King, another to Lord Chesterfield, a third to Henrv Pelham. The courage
of the intercession can scarcely be appreciated in the present day; in
that melancholy period, the slightest word uttered in behalf of the
Insurgents, brought on the interceder the imputation of secret
Jacobitism, an opinion which even President Forbes incurred. The
petitions for mercy were worded fearlessly; "In a word," thus concludes
that which was addressed to the King, "bid Lovat live; punish the vile
traytor with life; but let me die; let me bow down my head to the block,
and receive without fear the friendly blow, which, I verily believe,
will only separate the soul from its body and miseries together." In his
letter to Lord Chesterfield the Oxonian repeats his offer of undergoing
the punishment instead of the decrepid old man; "This I will be bold to
say," he adds: "I will not disgrace your patronage by want of
intrepidity in the Injury of death, and that all the devils in Milton,
with all the ghastly ghosts of Scotsmen that fell at Culloden. if they
could be conjured there, should never move me to say, coming upon the
scaffold, 'Sir, this is terrible. To Mr. Pelham. he declared, that "the
post that he wanted was not of the same nature with other Court
preferments, for which there is generally a great number of competitors,
but may be enjoyed without a rival."
The observations which
Lord Lovat made upon this well-meant but absurd proposal, show his
natural shrewdness, or his disbelief in all that is good and generous.
"This," he exclaimed, on being told of these remarkable letters, "is an
extraordinary man indeed. I should like to know what countryman he is,
and whether the thing is fact. Perhaps it may be only some finesse in
politics, to cast an odium on some particular person. In short, Sir, I'm
afraid the poor gentleman is weary of living in this wicked wrorld; in
that case, the obligation is altered, because a part ox the benefit is
intended for himself."
In his last days, Lovat
avowed himself a Roman Catholic; but his known duplicity caused even
this profession of faith to be distrusted. It is probable that like many
men who have seen much of the world, and have mingled with those of
different persuasions, Lord Lovat attached but little importance to
different modes of faith. He was as unscrupulous in his religious
professions as in all other respects. Early in his career, he thought it
expedient to obtain the favour of the Pope's nuncio at Paris by
conforming to the Romish faith. He declared to the Duke of Argyle and to
Lord Leven that he could not get the Court of St. Germains to listen to
his projects until he had declared himself a papist. One can scarcely
term this venal conversion an adoption of the principles of any church.
The outward symbols of his pretended persuasion had, however, become
dear to him, from habit: he carried about his person a silver crucifix,
which he often kissed. "Observe," he said, "this crucifix! Did you ever
see a better? How strongly the passions are marked, how fine the
expression is! We keep pictures of our best friends, of our parents, and
others, but why should we not keep a picture of Him who has done more
than all the world for us? When asked, Of what particular sort of
Catholic are you? A Jesuit?' He answered to the nobleman who inquired,
(and whose name was not known,) "No, no, my Lord, I am a Jansenisthe
then avowed his intimacy with that body of men, and assured the
nobleman, that in his sense of being a Roman Catholic, he "was as far
from being one as his Lordship, or as any other nobleman in the House."
"This is my faith," he
observed on another occasion, after affirming that he had studied
controversy for three years, and then turned Roman Catholic; "but I have
charity for all mankind, and I believe every honest man bids fair for
Heaven, let his persuasion be what it may ; for the mercies of the
Almighty are great, and his ways past finding out."
The allusion to his
funeral had something touching, coming from the old Highland chieftain.
Almost the solitary good trait in Lovat's character was the fondness for
his Highland home —a pride in his clan—a yearning to the last for the
mountains, the straths, the burns, now ravaged by the despoiler, and red
with the blood of the Frasers. "Bury me," he said, "in my own tomb in
the church of Kirk Hill; in former days, I had made a codicil to my
will, that all the pipers from John O'Groat's house to Edinburgh should
be invited to play at my funeral: that may not be now—but still I am
sure there will be some good old Highland women to sing a coronach at my
funeral; and there will be a crying and clapping of hands—for I am one
of the greatest of the Highland chieftains." The circumstance which gave
him the most uneasiness was the bill then depending for destroying the
ancient privileges and jurisdiction of the Highland chiefs. "For my
part," he exclaimed, when referring to the measure, "I die a martyr to
my country."
He became much attached
to one of his warders, and the usual influence which he seems to have
possessed over every being with whom he came into collision, attracted
the regards of this man to him. "Go with me to the scaffold," said
Lovat—and leave me not till you see this head cut off the body. Tell my
son, the Master of Lovat, with what tenderness I have parted from you.
"Do you think," he exclaimed, on the man's expressing some sympathy with
his approaching fate, "I am afraid of an axe? 'Tis a debt we all owe,
and what we must all pay; and do you not think it better to go off so,
than to linger with a fever, gout, or consumption? Though my
constitution is so good, I might have lived twenty years longer had I
not been brought hither."
During the week which
elapsed between the warrant for his being brought down to the Tower, and
his death, although, says a gentleman who attended him to the scaffold,
he had a great share of memory and understanding, and an awful idea of
religion and a future state, I never could observe, in his gesture or
speech, the least symptom of fear, or indeed any symptoms of
uneasiness." "I die," was his own expression, "as a Christian, and a
Highland chieftain should do,—that is, not in my bed." Throughout the
whole of that solemn interval, the certainty of his fate never dulled
the remarkable vivacity of his conversation, nor the gay courtesy of his
manners. No man ever died less consistently with his life. "It is
impossible,"—such is the admission of a writer who detests his
crimes,—"not to admire the fearlessness even of this monster in his last
moments. But, in another view, it is somewhat difficult to resist a
laugh of scorn at his impudent project of atoning for all the vices of a
long and odious career, by going off with a fine sentiment on his lips."
On Thursday, the ninth of
April, and the day appointed for his death, Lord Lovat awoke about three
in the morning, and then called for a glass of wine and water, as was
his custom. He took the greatest pains that every outward arrangement
should bear the marks of composure and decency,—a care which may
certainly incline one to fancy, that the heroism of his last moments may
have had effect, in part, for its aim, and that, as Talleyrand said of
Mirabeau, "he dramatized his death." But, it must be remembered, that in
those days, it was the custom and the aim of the state prisoners to go
to the scaffold gallantly; and thus virtuous men and true penitents
walked to their doom attired with the precision of coxcombs. Lord Lovat,
who had smoked his pipe merrily during his imprisonment with those about
him, and had heard the last apprisal of his fate without emotion, was
angry, when within a few hours of death and judgment, that his wig was
not so much powdered as usual. "If he had had a suit of velvet
embroidered, he would wear it," he said, "on that occasion." He then
conversed with his barber, whose father was a Muggletonian, about the
nature of the soul, adding with a smile, "I hope to be in Heaven at one
o'clock, or I should not be so merry now." But, with all this loquacity,
and display of what was, perhaps, in part, the insensibility of extreme
age, the "behaviour that was said to have had neither dignity nor
gravity" in it at the trial, had lost the buffoonish character
which characterized it in the House of Lords.
At ten o'clock, a
scaffold which had been erected near the block fell down, and several
persons were killed, and many injured; but the proceedings of the day
went on. No reprieve, no thoughts of mercy ever came to shake the
fortitude of the old man. At eleven, the Sheriffs of London sent to
demand the prisoner's body: Lord Lovat retired for a few moments to
pray; then, saying, "I am ready,'' he left his chamber, and descended
the stairs, complaining as he went, "that they were very troublesome to
him."
He was carried to the
outer gate in the Governor's coach, and then delivered to the Sheriffs,
and was by them conveyed to a house, lined with black, near to the
scaffold. He was promised that his head should not be exposed on the
four corners of the scaffold, that practice, in similar cases, having
been abandoned: and that his clothes might be delivered with his corpse
to his friends, as a compensation for which, to the executioner, he
presented ten guineas contained in a purse of rich texture. He then
thanked the Sheriff, and saluted his friends, saying, "My blood, I hope,
will be the last shed upon this occasion."
He then walked towards
the scaffold. It was a memorable and a mournful sight to behold the aged
prisoner ascending those steps, supported by others, thus to close a
life which must, at any rate, soon have been extinguished in a natural
decay. As he looked round and saw the multitudes assembled to witness
this disgraceful execution, "God save us!" he exclaimed; "why should
there be such a bustle about taking off an old grey head, that cannot
get up three steps without two men to support it?" Seeing one of his
friends deeply dejected, "Cheer up," he said, clapping him on the
shoulder; "I am not afraid, why should you be?"
He then gave the
executioner his last gift, begging him not to hack and cut about his
shoulders, under pain of his rising to reproach him. He felt the edge of
the axe, and said "he believed it would do then his eyes rested for some
moments on the inscription on his coffin. "Simon Dominus Fraser de
Lovat, decollat. April 9, 1747. JStat 80." He repeated the line from
Horace :—
"Dulce et decoruxn est
pro patria mori."
Then quoted Ovid.—"Nam
genus et proavos, et qua? non fecimus ipsi. vix ea nostra voco."
He took leave of his
solicitor, Mr. William Fraser, and presented him with his gold cane, as
a mark of his confidence and token of remembrance. Then he embraced
another relative, Mr. James Fraser. '"James," said the old cliieftain,
"I am going to Heaven, but you must continue to crawl a little longer in
this evil world." He made no address to the assembled crowds, but left a
paper, which he delivered to the Sheriffs, containing his last
protestations. After his sentence, Lovat had accustomed his crippled
limbs to kneel, that he might be able to assume that posture at the
block. He now kneeled down, and after a short prayer gave the
preconcerted signal that he was ready; this was the throwing of a
handkerchief upon the floor. The executioner severed his head from his
body at one blow. A piece of scarlet cloth received his head, which was
placed in the coffin with his body and conveyed to the Tower, where it
remained until four o'clock. It was then given to an undertaker.
In the paper delivered to
the Sheriff there were these words, which would have partly been deemed
excellent had they proceeded from any other man :— "As it may reasonably
be expected of me that I should say something of myself in this place, I
declare I die a true but unworthy member of the Holy, Catholic,
Apostolic Church. As to my death, I cannot look upon it but as glorious.
I sincerely pardon all my enemies, persecutors, and slanderers, from the
highest to the lowest, whom God forgive as I heartily do. I die in
perfect charity with all mankind. I sincerely repent of all my sins, and
firmly hope to obtain pardon and forgiveness for them through the merits
and passion of my blessed Lord and Redeemer, Jesus Christ, into whose
hands I recommend my soul. Amen. Lovat."
" The Tower, April 9,
1747."
The public might well
contrast the relentless hand of justice, in this instance with the mercy
of Queen Anne. She, like her brother the Chevalier, averse from shedding
blood, had spared the life of an old man, who had been condemned in her
reign for treason. Many other precedents of a similar kind have been
adduced. But this act of inhumanity was only part of a system of what
was called justice; but which was the justice of the heathen, and not of
the Christian.
If the character of Lord
Lovat cannot be deduced from his actions, :it must be impossible to
understand the motives of man from any course of life; for never was a
career more strongly marked by the manifestation of the passions, than
that of this unworthy descendant of a great line. His selfishness was
unbounded, his rapacity insatiable; his brutality seems incredible. In
the foregoing narrative, the mildest view has been adopted of his
remorseless cruelty: of his gross and revolting indulgences, of his
daily demeanour, which is said to have outraged everything that is
seemly, everything that is holy, in private life, little has been
written. Much that was alleged to Lovat, in this particular, has been
contradicted: much may be ascribed to the universal hatred of his name,
Which tinted, perhaps too highly, his vices, in his own day. Something
may be ascribed to party prejudice, which gladly seized upon every
occasion of reproach to an adversary. Yet still, there is too much that
is probable, too much that is too true, to permit a hope that the
private and moral character of Lord Lovat can be vindicated from the
deepest stains.
By his public life, he
has left an indelible stain upon the honour of the Highland character,
upon his party, upon his country. Of principle he had none:—for
prudence, he substituted a low description of timeserving: he never
would have promoted the interests of the Hanoverians in the reign of
George the First, if the Court of St. Germains had tolerated his
alliance: he never would have sided with Charles Edward, if the Court of
St. James's had not withdrawn its confidence. His pride and his
revengeful spirit went hand in hand together. The former quality had
nothing in it of that lofty character which raises it almost to a
virtue, in the stern Scottish character: it was the narrow-minded love
of power which is generated in a narrow sphere.
In the different
relations of his guilty life, only one redeeming feature is
apparent,—the reverence which Lord Lovat bore to his father. With that
parent, seems to have been buried every gentle affection: he regarded
his wives as slaves; he looked upon his sons with no other regard and
solicitude, than as being heirs of his estates. As a chief and a master,
his conduct has been variously represented; the prevailing belief is,
that it was marked by oppression, violence, and treachery: Yet, as no
man in existence ever was so abandoned as not to have his advocates,
even the truth of this popular belief has been questioned, on the ground
that the influence which he exercised over them, in being able to urge
them to engage in whatsoever side he pleased, argues some qualities
which must have engaged their affections.
He who pleads thus, must,
however, have forgotten the hereditary sway of a Highland chieftain,
existing in unbroken force in those days: he must have forgotten the
sentiment which was inculcated from the cradle, the loyalty of
clanship,—a sentiment which led on the brave hearts in which it was
cherished to far more remarkable exertions and proofs of fidelity than
even the history of the Frasers can supply.
But the deepest dye of
guilt appears in Lord Lovat's conduct as a father. It was not only that
he was, in the infancy and boyhood of his eldest born, harsh and
imperious: such was the custom of the period. It was not only that he
impelled the young man into a course which his own reason disapproved,
and which he undertook with reluctance and disgust throwing, on one
occasion, his white cockade into the fire, and only complying with his
father's orders upon force. This was unjustifiable compulsion in any
father, but it might be excused on the plea of zeal for the cause. But
it appeared on the trial that the putting forward the Master of Lovat
was a mere feint to save himself at the expense of his son, if affairs
went wrong. In Lord Lovat's letters to President Forbes the poor young
man was made to bear the brunt of the whole blame; although Lord Lovat
had frequently complained of his son's backwardness to certain members
of his clan. On the trial it appeared that the whole aim of Lord Lovat
was, as Sir John Strange expressed it, "an endeavour to avoid being
fixed himself and to throw it all upon his son, —that son whom he had,
in a manner, forced into the Rebellion."
Rare, indeed, is such a
case;—with that, let these few remarks on the character of Lord Lovat,
conclude. Human nature can sink to no lower depth of degradation.
Lord Lovat left, by his
first wife, three children — Simon, Master of Lovat; Janet, who was
married to Ewan Macpherson of Cluny,—a match which Lord Lovat projected
in order to increase his influence, and to strengthen his Highland
connections. This daughter was grandmother to the present chief, and
died in 1765. He had also another daughter, Sybilla.
This daughter was one of
those rare beings whose elevated minds seem to expand in despite of
every evil influence around them. Her mother died in giving her birth;
and Lord Lovat, perhaps from remorse for the uncomplaining and ill-used
wife, evinced much concern at the death of his first lady, and showed a
degree of consideration for his daughters which could hardly have been
expected from one so steeped in vice. Although his private life at
Castle Downie, after the death of their mother was disgusting in detail,
and therefore, better consigned to oblivion, the gentle presence of his
two daughters restrained the coarse witticisms of their father, and he
seemed to regard them both with affection and respect, and to be proud
of the decorum of their conduct and manners. Disgusted with the
profligacy which, as they grew up, they could not but observe at Castle
Downie, the young ladies generally chose to reside at Leatwell, with
Lady Mackenzie, their only aunt; and Lord Lovat did not resent their
leaving him, but rather applauded a delicacy of feeling which cast so
deep a reproach upon him. He was to them a kind indulgent father. When
Janet, Lady Clunie, was confined of her first child, he brought her to
Castle Downie that she might have the attendance of physicians more
easily than in the remote country where the Macphersons lived. He always
expressed regret that her mother had not been sufficiently attended to
when her last child was born.
The fate of Sybilia
Fraser presents her as another victim to the hardness and impiety of
Lovat. "She possessed," says Mrs. Grant, "a high degree of sensibility,
which when strongly excited by the misfortunes of her family, exalted
her habitual piety into all the fervour of enthusiasm." When Lovat
passed through Badenoch, after his apprehension, Sybilla. who was there
with Lady Clunie, followed him to Dalwhinnev, and there, in an agony of
mind which may be readily conceived, entreated her aged father to
reconcile himself to his Maker, and to withdraw his thoughts from the
world. She was answered by taunts at her "womanish weakness," as Lovat
called it, and by coarse ridicule of his enemies, with a levity of mind
shocking under such circumstances. The sequel cannot be better told than
in these few simple words: "Sybilla departed almost in despair; prayed
night and day, not for his life, but for his soul; and when she heard
soon after, that 'he had died and made no sign,' grief in a short time
put an end to her life.
The Master of Lovat was
implicated, as we have shown, in the troubles of 1745. Early in that
year, he had the misery of discovering the treachery of his father, by
accidentally finding the rough draught of a letter which Lord Lovat had
written to the President, in order to excuse himself at the expense of
his son. "Good God!" exclaimed the young man, "how can he use me so? I
will go at once to the President, and put the saddle on the right
horse." In spite of this provocation, he did not, however, reveal his
father's treachery; whilst Lord Lovat was balancing between hopes and
fears, and irresolute which side to choose, the Master at last
entreated, with tears in his eyes, that he might no longer be made a
tool of—but might have such orders as his father might stand by."
Having received these
orders, and engaged in the insurrection, the Master of Lovat was zealous
in discharging the duties in which he had thus unwillingly engaged. His
clan were among the few who came up at Culloden in time to effect a
junction with Prince Charles. In 1746 an Act of Attainder was passed
against him; he surrendered himself to Government, and was confined nine
months in Edinburgh Castle. In 1750 a full and free pardon passed the
seals for him. He afterwards became an advocate, but eventually returned
to a military life, and was permitted to enter the English army. In 1757
he raised a regiment of one thousand eight hundred men, of which he was
constituted colonel, at the head of which he distinguished himself at
Louisbourg and Quebec. He was afterwards appointed colonel of the 71st
foot, and performed eminent services in the American war.
The title of his father
had been forfeited, and his lands attainted. But in 1774 the lands and
estates were restored upon certain conditions, in consideration of
Colonel Fraser's eminent services, and in consideration of his having
been involved in "the late unnatural Rebellion" at a tender age. Colonel
Fraser rose to the rank of lieutenant-general, and died in 1782 without
issue; he was generally respected and compassionated. He was succeeded
in the estates by his half-brother, Archibald Campbell Fraser, the only
child whom Lord Lovat had by his second wife. This young man had
mingled, when a boy, from childish curiosity among the Jacobite troops
at the battle of Culloden, and had narrowly escaped from the dragoons.
He afterwards entered
into the Portuguese service, where he remained some years; hut, being
greatly attached to his own country, he returned. He could not, however,
conscientiously take the oaths to Government, and therefore never had
any other military employment. "With much truth, honour, and humanity"
relates Mrs. Grant, "he inherited his father's wit and self-possession,
with a vein of keen satire which he indulged in bitter expressions
against the enemies of his family. Some of these I have seen, and heard
many songs of his composing, which showed no contemptible power of
poetic genius, although rude and careless of polish." He sank into
habits of dissipation and over-conviviality, which impaired a reputation
otherwise high in his neighbourhood, and became careless and hopeless of
himself. What little he had to bequeath was left to a lady of his own
name to whom he was attached, and who remained unmarried long after his
death.
It is rather remarkable
that Archibald Campbell Fraser, generally, from his command of the
Inverness-shire militia, called Colonel Fraser, should survive his five
sons, and that the estates which Lord Lovat had sacrificed so much to
secure to his own line should revert to another family of the clan
Fraser,—the Frasers of Stricken, the present proprietors of Lovat and
Stricken, being in Aberdeenshire the twenty-second in succession from
Simon Fraser of Inverness-shire."
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