When the corn sprouted in the stooks one late wet harvest, and Burnbrae lost half his capital, he only said, "It"s no lichtsome,"

and no congratulations on a good harvest ever extracted more from Drumsheugh than "A" daurna complain."

Drumsheugh might be led beyond bounds in reviewing a certain potato transaction, but, as a rule, he was a master of measured speech. After the privilege of much intercourse with that excellent man, I was able to draw up his table of equivalents for the three degrees of wickedness.

When there was just a suspicion of trickiness--neglecting the paling between your cattle and your neighbour"s clover field--"He"s no juist the man for an elder." If it deepened into deceit--running a "greasy"

horse for an hour before selling--"He wud be the better o" anither dip." And in the case of downright fraud--finding out what a man had offered for his farm and taking it over his head--the offender was "an ill gett.i.t wratch." The two latter phrases were dark with theology, and even the positive degree of condemnation had an ecclesiastical flavour.

When Drumsheugh approved any one, he was content to say, "He micht be waur," a position beyond argument. On occasion he ventured upon bolder a.s.sertions: "There"s nae mischief in Domsie;" and once I heard him in a white heat of enthusiasm p.r.o.nounce Dr. Davidson, our parish minister, "A graund man ony wy ye tak him." But he seemed ashamed after this outburst, and "shooed" the crows off the corn with needless vigour.

No Drumtochty man would commit himself to a positive statement on any subject if he could find a way of escape, not because his mind was confused, but because he was usually in despair for an accurate expression. It was told for years in the Glen, with much relish and almost funereal solemnity, how a Drumtochty witness had held his own in an ecclesiastical court.

"You are beadle in the parish of Pitscouric," began the advocate with a light heart, not knowing the witness"s birthplace.

"It"s a fac"," after a long pause and a careful review of the whole situation.

"You remember that Sabbath when the minister of Netheraird preached."

"Weel, a"ll admit that," making a concession to justice.

"Did ye see him in the vestry?"

"A" canna deny it."

"Was he intoxicated?"

The crudeness of this question took away Drumtochty"s breath, and suggested that something must have been left out in the creation of that advocate. Our men were not bigoted abstainers, but I never heard any word so coa.r.s.e and elementary as intoxicated used in Drumtochty. Conversation touched this kind of circ.u.mstance with delicacy and caution, for we keenly realised the limitations of human knowledge.

"He hed his mornin"," served all ordinary purposes, and in cases of emergency, such as Muirtown market:

"Ye cud see he hed been tastin"."

When an advocate forgot himself so far as to say intoxicated, a Drumtochty man might be excused for being upset.

"Losh, man," when he had recovered, "hoo cud ony richt-thinkin" man sweer tae sic an awfu" word? Na, na, a" daurna use that kin" o"

langidge; it"s no cannie."

The advocate tried again, a humbler, wiser man.

"Was there a smell of drink on him?"

"Noo, since ye press me, a"ll juist tell ye the hale truth; it wes doonricht stupid o" me, but, as sure as a"m livin", a" clean forgot tae try him."

Then the chastened counsel gathered himself up for his last effort.

"Will you answer one question, sir? you are on your oath. Did you see anything unusual in Mr. MacOmish"s walk? Did he stagger?"

"Na," when he had spent two minutes in recalling the scene. "Na, I cudna say stagger, but he micht gie a bit trimmil."

"We are coming to the truth now; what did you consider the cause of the trimmiling, as you call it?" and the innocent young advocate looked round in triumph.

"Weel," replied Drumtochty, making a clean breast of it, "since ye maun hae it, a" heard that he wes a very learned man, and it cam intae ma mind that the Hebrew, which, a"m telt, is a very contrairy langidge, hed gaen doon and settled in his legs."

The parish of Netheraird was declared vacant, but it was understood that the beadle of Pitscourie had not contributed to this decision.

His own parish followed the trial with intense interest, and were much pleased with Andra"s appearance.

"Sall," said Hillocks, "Andra has mair gumption than ye wud think, and yon advocat didna mak muckle o" him. Na, na, Andra wesna brocht up in the Glen for naethin". Maister MacOmish may hae taen his gless atween the Hebrew and the Greek, and it"s no verra suitable for a minister, but that"s anither thing frae bein" intoxicat."

"Keep"s a", if ye were tae pit me in the box this meenut, a" cudna sweer a hed ever seen a man intoxicat in ma life, except a puir body o" an English bag-man at Muirtown Station. A" doot he hed bin meddlin" wi" speerits, and they were wheelin" him tae his kerridge in a luggage barrow. It wes a fearsome sicht, and eneugh tae keep ony man frae speakin" aboot intoxicat in yon louse wy."

Archie Moncur fought the drinking customs of the Glen night and day with moderate success, and one winter"s night he gave me a study in his subject which, after the lapse of years, I still think admirable for its reserve power and Dantesque conclusion.

"They a" begin in a sma" wy," explained Archie, almost hidden in the depths of my reading chair, and emphasising his points with a gentle motion of his right hand; "naethin" tae mention at first, juist a gless at an orra time--a beerial or a merridge--and maybe New Year. That"s the first stage; they ca" that moderation. Aifter a whilie they tak a mornin" wi" a freend, and syne a gless at the public-hoose in the evenin", and they treat ane anither on market days. That"s the second stage; that"s "tastin"." Then they need it reg"lar every day, nicht an"

mornin", and they"ll sit on at nicht till they"re turned oot. They "ill fecht ower the Confession noo, and laist Sabbath"s sermon, in the Kildrummie train, till it"s clean reediklus. That"s drammin", and when they"ve hed a year or twa at that they hae their first spatie (spate is a river flood), and that gies them a bit fricht. But aff they set again, and then comes anither spatie, and the doctor hes tae bring them roond. They ca" (drive) cannie for a year or sae, but the feein" market puts the feenishin" t.i.tch. They slip aff sudden in the end, and then they juist gang plunk--ay," said Archie in a tone of gentle meditation, looking, as it were, over the edge, "juist plunk."

Nothing ever affected my imagination more powerfully than the swift surprise and gruesome suggestion of that "plunk."

But the literary credit of Drumtochty rested on a broad basis, and no one could live with us without having his speech braced for life.

You felt equal to any emergency, and were always able to express your mind with some degree of accuracy, which is one of the luxuries of life. There is, for instance, a type of idler who exasperates one to the point of a.s.sault, and whom one hungers to describe after a becoming manner. He was rare in the cold air of the North, but we had produced one specimen, and it was my luck to be present when he came back from a distant colony, and Jamie Soutar welcomed him in the kirkyard.

"Weel, Chairlie," and Jamie examined the well-dressed prodigal from top to toe, "this is a prood moment for Drumtochty, and an awfu"

relief tae ken yir safe. Man, ye hevna wanted meat nor claithes; a"

tak it rael neeburly o" ye tae speak ava wi" us auld-fashioned fouk.

"Ye needna look soor nor c.o.c.k yir nose in the air, for you an" me are auld freends, and yir puir granny wes na mair anxious aboot ye than a" wes.

"A"m feared that laddie o" Bell"s "ill kill himsel" oot in Ameriky"

were ma verra words tae Hillocks here; "he "ill be slavin" his flesh aff his banes tae mak a fortune and keep her comfortable"

"It was a rael satisfaction tae read yir letter frae the backwoods--or was"t a public-hoose in New York? ma memory"s no what it used to be--tellin" hoo ye were aye thinkin" o" yer auld granny, and wantin"

tae come hame and be a comfort tae her if she wud send ye out twenty pund.

"The bit that aff.e.c.kit me maist wes the text frae the Prodigal Son--it cam in sae natural. Mony a broken hert hes that story bund up, as we ken weel in this Glen; but it"s dune a f.e.c.k o" mischief tae--that gude word o" the Maister. Half the wastrels in the warld pay their pa.s.sage hame wi" that Parable, and get a bran new outfit for anither start in the far country.

"Noo dinna turn red, Chairlie, for the neeburs ken ye were tae work yir wy hame hed it no been for yir health. But there"s a pack of rascals "ill sorn on their father as lang as he"s livin", and they "ill stairve a weedowed mither, and they "ill tak a sister"s wages, and if they canna get ony better a dune body o" eighty "ill serve them.

"Man, Chairlie, if a" hed ma wull wi" thae wawfies, I wud ship them aff tae a desert island, wi" ae sack o" seed potatoes and anither o"

seed corn, and let them work or dee. A" ken yir wi" me there, for ye aye hed an independent spirit, and wesna feared tae bend yir back.

"Noo, if a" cam across ane o" thae meeserable objects in Drumtochty, div ye ken the advice I wud gie him?

"A wud tell the daidlin", thowless, f.e.c.kless, fushionless wratch o"

a cratur tae watch for the first spate and droon himsel" in the Tochty."

"What"s he aff through the graves for in sic a hurry?" and Jamie followed Charlie"s retreating figure with a glance of admirable amazement; "thae"s no very gude mainners he"s learned in Americky."

"Thank ye, Jeemes, thank ye; we"re a" obleeged tae ye," said Drumsheugh. "A" wes ettlin" tae lay ma hands on the whup-ma-denty (fop) masel, but ma certes, he"s hed his kail het this mornin". Div ye think he "ill tak yir advice?"

"Nae fear o" him; thae neer-dae-weels haena the s.p.u.n.k; but a"m expeckin" he "ill flee the pairish."

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