Santa Fe new Mexican. [volume] (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1898-1951, 1898-07-22
A GREAT TRAGEDY.

but q line, hale, active old man, q keen
sportsman and genial companion. The
other was quite q young man and seemed
to be a stranger.
What are we to do, August" he asked.
1--WE are miles away from the lodge"
Am thinkin that's the wa O. the cas-
tie over yon'er," said Angus, pointing
toward a dark shadow looming not far
away. The ruins were only a few yards
distant, and they plunged blindly along
until they came to ivied walls and broken
arches. Shelter it could scarcely be called
only a portion of the roof remained and
that seemed threatening to topple over
with the first blast Of wind. They CROPPED
their way over to a corner, the two settlers
crouching at their heels. Throwing the
bags Of game on the turf, Angus endeav-
ored to scrape some sticks and leaves to-
gether and proceeded to light a fire. The
dogs meanwhile lay down by the bags
with a low whine Of misery.
"Weel, this is nae a canny place to
spend the NIGHT" and as if in answer to
Angus one of the dogs set up a howl.
81 wonder If 1t is haunted. 1t Is just
the sort of place Shakespeare would have
chosen for one Of his tragedies, " Ronald
said.
"Wcel, l wouldna like to be poseteeve
ABBOTT a ghaist, but it's well worth tryin
anyhoo," said Angus, taking a plump
brace of grouse from one of the bags and
beginning culinary operations.
"Did We speak O. Shakspurs' continued
Angus, looking up from his work with a
twinkle in his eye, s he flung away a
handful of feathers.
eyes"
"As for tragedies, ye havna to look sac
far for them. Ane happened in this same
ruin that Macbeth oouldna hauld the
cawnel to-"
"Won't you let me hear it?" Ronald
asked, looking interested.
Angus ruminated for u few minutes, then
gave the finishing touch to the brace Of
grouse and laid them carefully on the red
ashes, while the two dogs crept closer al
If to listen.
"Weel," he began, ''what am to tell "
shade of sadness passed over his face.
"It's lang syne folk lived here, sac lang
that their names are Almost forgotten
That's the way O. the warld, ye ken. Ev.
cry dog has his day. Gin we dinna do guide
deeds while we live here we Wilma be lang
thocht O.. Moo for ma story.
"The lord O. the manor's name was
Campbell, an he was michtiful preod. He
keepit a hoose full O. followers an serv-
ants. There was a dochter an fowr sons
This dochter was celebrated for her beauty
an gentle manners, al as ye may weel sup.
pose she he'd mony lovers, but as fate wud
hae't, the lady cared for lane O. them ex.
cept the enemy O. her fathers hoose. The
name O. this young lord was Cumming.
He was kent near an far for his valor an
vowed that Cumming wud never get his
dochter, an young Cumming vowed that
he wud, If he he'd to steal her.
"Noo, Campbell thocht O. a plan to gel
Cumming intae his pooer, sac a. at ance
he got uncommon FRIENDLY an invited hin
an a. his folk to a gran banquet at the
castle here. Cumming didna suspec' ony
thing, an O. coorse accepted the inveeta
ton. But he had a freend among Camp
bells followers wha heard O. the plot, al
wantit to him O. his danger, but HI
daur nae speak to him, as he had taen al
oath not to tell a Twin sowl. At last hi
thocht O a plan by whilk to keep his prom
Use an at the same time warn his freend.
"Sae, he gaed to Lord Cumming an said
Come wi me to the big Druid stane across
the moor Cumming did as he was bid.
Moo said his freend, yer to listen an
hear what am to say to the stane. Mind
ye, it's no to ye am speakin. It's to the
stane. "A RIGHT says Cumming, am
l%istenin.' Then the lad began speakin to
the Druid: Beware O. treachery. Dinna
come to the banquet wantin yer claymore
an dirk, an whenever ye see the boar's head
that'll be a sign to ye to shout, "Clay.
more, an stab every Campbell
Here was Campbell's plot to capture
Cumming. When the boar's head was
KENT to the taeble, every Campbell was to
stab a Cumming. The Cummings didna
let on as they ken O. o~nything, but came
to the banquet, an they were a. as freend.
ly as 20 please. Hoover, young Lord
Cumming never took his eye frae the
door, an when he Jaw the signal KENT
intae the banquet hall he laeppit frae his
chair an shoutit to his followers, CLAY
more, an Immediately a most awful scuf1e
ensued. The Campbells were clean dun
%foondered, an nearly every ane o. them
was KILT or woundit, a. except the auld
lord. Young Cumming sparet him for
the sake O. the ane he loved. She was
locklt up in a turret. Weel, when auld
Lord Campbell saw his sons lyin dead, he
rushed up to the turret where his dochter
was an killed her afore young Cumming
could reach her, an then KILT himself.
"A've f1nisht ma story" said Angus,
pausing and looking at Ronald. 3
IAN enemy Is much more to be dreaded
when he comes in the shape of a friend, .
said Ronald. what became Of young
Cumming when the lady he loved was
murdered9"
''They say at he dug a grave himself
at the Druid stanes ar rowet her in his
plaid an buriet her on the moor among
the heather"
"This place, " said Ronald, "brings to
my memory ON verses, but I forget the
authors name.
"Aye, It's eneuch to drive ony ane to
madness. Sac, Ronald, the fog has cleart
AVA, an yon's the moon strugglin WI
that clood. Well manage oor way hame,
ON the ooner the better"
Come away, AnguA" said Ronald,
springing to his feet, and the two men
strobe out from the ruin, ~joyfully followed
by the two hounds, quickened their pace
aoross the 400 and soon left the solitary
castle and its sad memories far behind
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