WILLIAM PITT, at the
head of a Tory administration, backed by a majority composed of
pensioners and placemen, had, in 1793, plunged the nation into a
ruinous war, which was intended to crush Republican Institutions in
France, and to restore the old line of despots. This war was at
first very unpopular in Britain, and was denounced with dauntless
courage and transcendent ability by Fox, Sheridan, Lauderdale, and
other Liberal leaders in Parliament, In 1795, the King was assailed
as he passed with the cries of ‘Peace! Peace! Give us bread! no
Pitt! no famine! no war! Down with George!’ and the State coach was
pelted with stones, and the windows smashed in by an infuriated mob.
At the same period, Henry Dundas, as Secretary of State, exercised
absolute authority in Scotland. He rewarded his flunkies with all
manner of places under Government, and, the Habeas Corpus Act being
suspended, caused those who ventured to demand Parliamentary Reform,
to be arrested and confined in filthy prisons, or sent off (after a
mock trial by prejudiced judges and packed juries), to Botany Bay.
There was no popular representation in Scotland at that time. Thirty
members represented the counties; but the franchise was confined to
about 1500 or 2000 voters of the upper class. There were fifteen
Burgh members, who were elected by self-elected Town Councils.
The disastrous effects of the war were immediately apparent. On the
5th of February 1794, the Chancellor of the Exchequer took notice of
the stagnation of trade in the previous year—as dreadful as it was
uncommon. In Scotland commerce was crippled, and manufactures which
had been in a flourishing condition were ruined. Thousands, and tens
of thousands of artisans, who had been in comfortable circumstances,
were reduced to extreme misery. When they became desperate, and
‘would not starve in peace,’ troops of cavalry were sent for to
trample them down. Fluxes and fevers, caused by bad and insufficient
food, spread extensively amongst the poor. As the war progressed the
destitution became dreadful. It is related that some poor wretches
in Perth were in such a famished condition, that they dragged a cow
that had died of disease out of a quarry hole, and devoured the
carrion like vultures. In 1795, bread was so scarce and so dear,
that at a Court of Common Council, it was moved that the public
dispense with the use of hair powder, as far as convenient, so as to
economise flour, and the soldiers were prohibited from using that
ornament. The sufferings of the poor even touched the head of
Royalty, and King George gave orders that all the bread used in his
household should be made of a mixture of meal and rye. It was said,
however, to have been extremely sweet and palatable.
Whilst the people of Scotland were in this miserable condition, the
Tory Lords of Justiciary mocked them with rose-coloured descriptions
of the blessings they enjoyed. ‘The people of this country (said the
President at the trial of a Government spy for High Treason) were
satisfied, and good cause they had to be so, with the blessings
which they enjoyed under a system of laws, and a form of Government,
the essence of which is liberty. Every man’s right; every man’s
franchise; the fruits of his industry; the safety of his person; the
exercise of his religion; his liberty; his fame; all have been
secured to the utmost extent of his wish. What fair pretence then
can any man have to seek for a change?
At the commencement of the French war, recruiting was carried on
with the greatest activity in all quarters, and the sweepings of
jails were utilised as food for powder. Men were enlisted under
false pretences, and some Highland Regiments broke out into general
revolt. At Perth, desertions became so common in the 90th Regiment,
although death was the penalty, that troops had to be posted at all
the roads to keep the men from running off, and public dinners were
given to keep them in good humour. The fleet at the Nore was taken
possession of by mutineers, and the Thames blockaded. Press-gangs
lurked in every sea-port town and pounced on the poor sailor, who
had perhaps just come home from dTlong voyage, and sent him off to
cruise in a man-of-war for years. Merchant ships were robbed of
their best hands and sent in a crippled condition to sea. Even
landsmen, if a Provost or Bailie was not satisfied with their
conduct or circumstances, could be apprehended and sent off to fight
the French. Meanwhile H. J. Pye, Esq., the Poet Laureate, wrote such
patriotic verses as the following:
‘Yet if the stern, vindictive foe,
Insulting aim the hostile blow,
Britain in martial terror dight,
Lifts high the avenging sword and courts the fight;
On every side behold her swains
Crowd eager from her fertile plains,’ etc.
Disgraceful defeats
were celebrated as victories, with illuminations, fireworks, and
bacchanalian rejoicings. As the war proceeded, taxing nets, with
meshes of the smallest sizej so that nothing could escape, were
drawn, and drawn again, across the exhausted nation, and as the haul
was insufficient the waters were so to speak poisoned.
Unconstitutional and immoral means of raising money were invented,
namely Voluntary Subscriptions and Lotteries, and an enormous burden
laid upon the shoulders of posterity. £375,264,941 were added in
eight years to the National Debt. Within the same period £15,106,051
was paid as subsidies to various foreign powers for helping us to
carry on a war, which some of these mercenaries had commenced, and
which it was more their interest than it was ours, if it was any
one’s interest, to continue.
In 1795, petitions from all parts of the country were presented to
the King, praying that his ‘weak and wicked ministry’ might be
dismissed, and the war brought to an end. An Act for raising 6000
men in Scotland for the militia, as a trap for the regular army,
came into operation that year, and was regarded with great disfavour,
not only by working men, but by many of their employers. The
endeavour to execute it was the cause of much disturbance throughout
the whole country, and in some parishes of the Highlands the people
banded together to oppose it.
The inhabitants of Tranent were bitterly opposed to the Act, and on
the 28th of August 1797, being the day before the Deputy-Lieutenants
were to meet there with their Lists and Ballot-boxes, messages
passed from colliery to colliery, and from parish to parish,
ordering the people to assemble at Tranent. In the evening a mob two
or three hundred in number had collected, and marched about the
streets beating a drum, and calling out ‘No Militia.’ They then went
to the house of Robert Paisley, the Schoolmaster, who had made out
the Lists of persons liable to serve under the Act, and he having
been threatened flew for safety to the house of the minister. The
mob, however, demanded the parish books and Lists from his wife, all
of which she delivered, with the exception of an uncorrected copy of
the List which had been left where the District Meeting was to be
held next day. The poor dominie was in such a state of terror that
he flew at first to St. Germains, then to Bankton, then to
Prestonpans, and finally to Edinburgh—leaving his wife to take her
chance—nor did he venture to return home or to open his school for a
month afterwards.
Meanwhile the mob, carrying the Session books in triumph, marched to
the Meadow-mill, thence to the village of Seton, and through
Cockenzie and Prestonpans, beating their drum, and summoning the
people to turn out and oppose the Militia Bill, and asking all they
met their opinion of that measure. Intelligence of the disturbance
having reached the ears of Mr. Anderson of St. Germains, and Mr.
Caddel of Tranent, two of the Deputy-Lieutenants, they sent for
troops to Haddington, and on the morning of the 29th, Captain Finlay
arrived at St. Germains with about twenty-two of the Cinque-Ports
Regiment, and an order from the Marquis of Tweeddale to Mr. Anderson
to collect his troop of Yeomanry Cavalry, and he accordingly
gathered together twenty-two of them. But. the Deputy-Lieutenants,
alarmed lest these forty-four soldiers might be insufficient to
deter the populace from breaking up the meeting, wrote to the
Commanding Officer at Musselburgh for one or two troops of Dragoons,
and two troops of the Pembrokeshire Cavalry, numbering about eighty,
were sent.
About eleven o’clock the Deputy-Lieutenants, riding in the rear of
this escort, proceeded from St. Germains to Tranent, and on the way
saw numbers of women and children in a state of great excitement.
One woman insulted Mr. Caddel by saying, ‘Take care of your head,
John!’ On entering Tranent, and near the junction of the street with
the Post road, the party found themselves surrounded by a crowd
chiefly of women who were extremely clamorous and abusive, and
addressed the-Deputy-Lieutenants by name, and threatened them that
they would not leave the town alive, and swore they would have their
heart’s blood before an hour was over. At the same time the sound of
a drum was heard. On alighting at the door of Glen’s Inn, Mr. Gray
and Mr. Caddel were rudely jostled and otherwise insulted by the
multitude. Constables were stationed at the door, and the Dragoons
were drawn up at the end of the village, with orders to advance
should any attempt be made by the populace to break into the Inn.
Business then commenced, the Deputy-Lieutenants intimating from the
window that appeals would be heard from the various parishes—that of
Salton being the first. This was answered by cries of ‘No Militia!
no Militia!’
One Duncan, a collier, said he had a proposal to make on behalf of
the people, and on being requested to state it he explained that if
the gentlemen would agree that there should be no Militia, then the
people would be agreeable. The proposition being rejected, Duncan
retired calling ‘No Militia! no Militia!’ Appeals from the parishes
of Salton and Ormiston having been disposed of, the meeting
proceeded to hear appeals from Prestonpans, when a potter, called
Nicholas Caterside or Coutterside, presented a round robin, signed
by about thirty people, chiefly potters. This document expressed
disapproval of the Militia Act for Scotland, declared that the
subscribers would endeavour to resist it, and the meeting would be
responsible for the consequences; that if compelled to become
soldiers no reliance could be placed in them. This paper was
pronounced to be highly seditious, and Coutterside was said to have
been guilty of a flagrant breach of the law, which, in consideration
of his ignorance, should be overlooked at present, but an eye kept
upon him. On being dismissed it was observed that the women had
mostly disappeared, and that the streets were crowded with men armed
with bludgeons. The mob began the attack with a heavy shower of
large stones, which smashed in the window of the room where the
Deputy-Lieutenants were sitting, and forced them to seek shelter in
corners and passages. Mr. Caddel went to the window and tried to
read the Riot Act; but a volley of stones compelled him to retreat
to his corner and read it there. The mob made violent efforts to
break open the door, and a party of the Pembrokeshire Cavalry were
drawn up opposite the house; but being pelted with stones, were
compelled to gallop down the town. A Sergeant was knocked off his
horse and wounded. Mr. Caddel went outside and informed the people
that the Riot Act had been read, but a shower of stones made him run
in again, and the attack on the house was resumed with greater
violence than ever.
Parties of Dragoons again passed along the streets in front of the
Inn, firing blank shots with their pistols; but without making any
impression on the mob, when Major Wight, looking out of the
shattered window, repeatedly called out, ‘There! there!’ and
pointing to the people assembled in the narrow lanes opposite. As
the Dragoons did not take the hint, he cried in a loud voice ‘Why
don’t they fire?’ a question that was echoed by the rest of the
Deputy-Lieutenants; when the Dragoons with cowardly ferocity fired
their pistols and carbines at both man and woman. A horrible yell
from the crowd told that the shots had not been without effect. A
party of troopers went to the back of the house, where the openness
of the ground enabled them to act with superior advantage. Some of
the Cinque-Ports Cavalry were here ordered to dismount, and
discharge their carbines at people who were on the tops of the
houses. One man, supposed to be William Hunter, was shot, and fell
dead to the ground. Thirty-six persons were secured and sent
prisoners to Haddington. Not content with having driven the crowd
off the streets of Tranent, the cavalry scoured the surrounding
country, and without the slightest provocation or reason, shot, cut
down, wounded, and killed people who were engaged at their usual
work, and knew nothing of the riot.
A girl named Isobel Roger, aged nineteen, who was beating the drum,
was chased by a dragoon into the passage of a house and shot dead.
Three men, viz. : William Smith, William Hunter, and George Elder,
were killed in the street. Peter Ness, a sawyer in Ormiston, and
walking to that village, was attacked by five or six dragoons in a
field on the south of Tranent, and killed and robbed of his watch.
William Lawson, carpenter in Ormiston, who was driving his cart
loaded with wood from that village to Tranent, was fired at and
mortally wounded by a party of cavalry. Stephen Brotherston, who had
taken no part in the riot, was walking with his wife and an old man
named Crichton on the Ormiston Road about a mile from Tranent, and,
seeing a party of cavalry coming, stepped into a field by the
wayside. One of the dragoons fired at and mortally wounded
Brotherston; and whilst the poor man was being supported by his wife
and friend, another dragoon entered the field and gave Crichton six
strokes with his sword, one of which cut his nose to the bone. The
dragoon then turned to Brotherston and struck him repeatedly, whilst
the wife cried,
‘Oh, strike me rather than my poor man, for they have shot him
already!’ to which the soldier answered with an oath. A boy named
Kemp, thirteen years of age, ran into a field beside the road to
Ormiston, but was pursued by a dragoon, who stabbed him in the
breast, and with repeated blows cleft his head in two. Alexander
Moffatt and John Adam were also murdered by the dragoons, and the
pockets of the latter emptied.2 Eleven people were killed, and many
severely wounded, in this disgraceful affair. Attempts were made by
the relations of the murdered persons to get the offenders
prosecuted ; but the Lord Advocate declined to institute
prosecutions, and lodged a complaint instead against the Agent whom
the relations had employed to procure precognitions, for having
advised his clients to take such a step, but the complaint was
dismissed by the Court of Justiciary as incompetent. The affair was
burked.
The four Deputy Lieutenants addressed a letter* to the Marquis of
Tweeddale, Lord Lieutenant of the county, giving a full account of
the riot, but omitting any allusion to the massacre. The letter
contains this passage:
‘We cannot conclude this Address without expressing our high sense
of the temperate, firm, and spirited conduct of the officers
employed on this occasion. We have no hesitation in declaring, that
to their exertions we owe the preservation of our lives, and that by
their means only we were enabled to discharge the duty prescribed to
us by the Act of Parliament.’
At this distance of time, one can pronounce an impartial judgment on
the Tranent massacre, and the Deputy Lieutenants may be acquitted of
all culpability in the matter. But it is notable, as a sign of the
times, what a high value they put upon their own skins, and how
little on those of the ‘rabble.’ The killing of eleven poor people,
and the wounding of many more, is not worth mentioning. The blood of
the slain rests, with oceans more, on the Tory ministry, who plunged
the nation, in spite of all remonstrance, into an unjust,
unnecessary, and ruinous war, and in a lesser degree on the cowardly
ruffians who committed the murders. |