The times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1882-1897, 1893-02-10
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I'll tell you that. When the men of the
clans We're broken at Culloden and the
good cause went down, and the horses
rode over the fetlocks in the best blood
of the north Ardshiel had to flee like
poor deer upon the mountain-he and
his lady and his BARNS. A sair job we
had of it before we got him shipped;
and while he,still lay in the heather the
English rogues that could nae come at
his life were striking at his rights. They
stripped him of his powers; they stripped
him of his lands; they plucked the weap-
ons from the hands of his clansmen that
had borne arms for thirty centuries;
aye, and the very clothes off their backs
| so that it's now sin to wear tartan
| plaid, and man may be cast into Jail
| if he has but kilt about his legs. One
| thing they could nae kill That was the
| lover the clansmen bore their chief.
These guineas are the proof Of it. And
now in there steps a man, a Campbell,
redheaded Colin of Glehure"-
sis that him you call the Red Fox?'
said l.
"Will we bring me his brush?' cried
Alan fiercely. 'Ah, that's the man. In
he steps and gets papers from King
George, to be 80 called kings factor on
! the lands of Appin. And at first he
sings small, and is hail fellow well met
with Sheamus-that's James of the
Glens, my chieftain's agent. But by
and by, that come to his ears that
have just told you; how the poor COM
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| crotters and the boumen were wringing
their very plaids to get a second rent
and sent it over seas for Ardsbiel and
his poor BARNS. What was it We call it,
when told yep
Il called it noble, Alan" said |.
''And you little better than common
Whigv' cries Alan. but when it came
to Colin Roy, the black Campbell blood
in him ran wild. He sat gnashing his
teeth at the wine table. What! should
Stewart get bite of bread, and him
not be able to prevent it? All! Red Fox
if ever l hold you at guns end, the
Lord have pity upon vel" Alan stopped
to swallow down his anger. "Well,
David, what does he do? He declares
all the farms to let. And thinks he, in
his black heart, I'll soon get other ten
ants that'll overbid these Stewards and
Maccolls and Macrobs (for these are all
names in my clan, David),' and then,
thinks he, 'Ardshiel will have to hold
his bonnet on French roadsider"
We'll" said /, "what followed"
Alan laid down his pipe, which he had
long since suffered to go out, and set his
two hands upon his knees.
aye" said he, ''ye'll never guess
that! For these same Stewards, and
Maccolls, and Macrobs Chat had two
rents to pay, one to King George by
stark force and one to Ardshiel by nat
ural kindness), offered him better
price than any Campbell in all broad
Scotland; and far he sent seeking them
as far as to the sides of the Clyde and
the cross of Misunderstanding and
feeching, and begging them to come,
where there was Stewart to be starved
and redheaded hound of Il Campbell
TO be pleasuredv'
''Well, Alan" said I, 'that is a strange
story, and a fine one too. And Wing as
/ may be, / am glad the man was
beaten"
Him beaten?' echoed Alan. cts
little We ken of Campbells and less Of
Red Fox. Him beaten? No; nor will
be till his blood's on the hillside! But
if the day comes, David, man, that can
find time and leisure for bit of hunt
ing there grows not enough heather in
all Scotland TO hide him from my venge-
ancer'
"Man, Alan" said /, 'ye are neither
very wise nor very Christian to blow off
so many words of anger. They will do
the man we call the Fox no harm, and
yourself no good. Tell me your tale
plainly out What did he next?"
"And that's good observe, David"
said Alan. "Troth and indeed they will
do him no harm, the more's the pity!
And barring thatshbout Christianity (of
which my opinion is quite otherwise, or
1 would be nae Christian), l am much
of your mind"
"Opinion here or opinion there" said
/, ''it's kent thing that Christianity
forbids revenge
"Ah," said he, ''it's well seen it was a
Campbell taught ye! 1t would be con-
venient world for them and their sort
if there was no such thing as a lad and
a gun behind heather bush! But that's
nothing to the point. That is what he
did"
"Aye," said l, "come to that"
"Well, David" said he, "since he
could nae be rid of the royal commons
by fair means, he swore he would be
rid of them by foul. Ardshiel was to
starve; that was the thing he aimed at.
And since them that fed him in his exile
would nae be bought out right or wrong
he would drive them out. Therefore he
sent for lawyers and papers and red
coats to stand at his back. And the
kindly folk of that country must al
pack and tramp, every fathers son out
of his fathers house, and out of the
place where he was bred and fed, and
played when he was a Gallant. And
who are to succeed them2 Bareleggit
beggarsl King George is to whistle foi
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