Bear with a countryman"s petty foolishness, ye mighty people who live in cities, and whose dainties come from huge manufactories. Some man reading these pages will remember that red-letter day of the summer-time long ago, and the faithful hands that plucked the fruit, and the old kitchen, with its open beams, and the peat fire glowing red, and the iron arm that held the copper-lined pan--much lent round the district--and the smack of the hot, sweet berries, more grateful than any banquet of later days.
[Ill.u.s.tration: Gathering her berry harvest.]
The bees worked hard in this time of affluence, and came staggering home with spoil from the hills, but it was holiday season on the farms.
Between the last labours on the roots and the beginning of harvest there was no exacting demand from the land, and managing farmers invented tasks to fill up the hours. An effort was made to restore carts and implements to their original colour, which was abruptly interrupted by the first day of cutting, so that one was not surprised to see a harvest cart blue on one side and a rich crusted brown on the other. Drumsheugh would even send his men to road-making, and apologise to the neighbours--"juist reddin" up aboot the doors"--while Saunders the foreman and his staff laboured in a shamefaced manner like grown-ups playing at a children"s game. Hillocks used to talk vaguely about going to see a married sister in Glasgow, and one year got as far as Kildrummie, where he met Piggie Walker, and returned to have a deal in potatoes with that enterprising man. More than once Drumsheugh--but then his position was acknowledged--set off on the Monday for Carnoustie with a large carpet bag containing, among other things, two pounds of b.u.t.ter and two dozen eggs, and announced his intention of spending a fortnight at the "saut water." The kirkyard would bid him good-bye, and give him a united guarantee that Sabbath would be kept at Drumtochty during his absence, but the fathers were never astonished to see the great man drop into Muirtown market next Friday on his way west--having found four days of unrelieved gaiety at that Scottish Monaco enough for flesh and blood.
This season of small affairs was redeemed by the Sacrament, and preparations began far off with the cleaning of the kirk. As early as June our beadle had the face of one with something on his mind, and declined to pledge himself for roups of standing corn, where his presence was much valued, not on business grounds, but as an official sanction of the proceedings. Drumtochty always felt that Dr. Davidson was fully represented by his man, and John could no longer disentangle the two in his own mind--taking a gloomy view of the parish when he was laid up by lumbago and the Doctor had to struggle on single-handed, and regarding the future when both would be gone with despair.
"Ay, ay, Hillocks," he once remarked to that worthy, "this "ll be a queer-like place when me an" the Doctor "s awa".
"Na, na, a" daurna promise for the roup, but ye can cairry it on whether a "m there or no; prices dinna hang on a beadle, and they "re far mair than appearances. A "m juist beginning tae plan the reddin"
up for the Saicrament, an" a "ve nae speerit for pleesure; div ye ken, Hillocks, a" wud actually c.o.o.nt a funeral distrackin"."
"Ye hev an awfu" responsibility, there "s nae doot o" that, John, but gin ye juist jined the fouk for ae field, it wud be an affset tae the day, an" the auctioneer wud be lifted."
With the beginning of July, John fairly broke ground in the great effort, and was engaged thereon for six weeks, beginning with the dusting of the pulpit and concluding with the beating of Drumsheugh"s cushion. During that time the Doctor only suggested his wants to John, and the fathers themselves trembled of a Sabbath morning lest in a moment of forgetfulness they might carry in some trace of their farms with them and mar the great work. It was pretty to see Whinnie labouring at his feet in a gra.s.sy corner, while John watched him from the kirk door with an unrelenting countenance.
The elders also had what might be called their cleaning at this season, examining into the cases of any who had made a "mistak"" since last August, and deciding whether they should be allowed to "gang forrit."
These deliberations were begun at the door, where Drumsheugh and Domsie stood the last five minutes before the Doctor appeared, and were open to the congregation, who from their places within learned the offenders" prospects.
"The Doctor "ll dae as he considers richt, an" he "s juist ower easy pleased wi" onybody "at starts a-greetin", but yon"s ma jidgment, Dominie."
"I do not wish to dispute with you, Drumsheugh"--Domsie always spoke English on such occasions--"and the power of the keys is a solemn charge. But we must temper a just measure of severity with a spirit of mercy."
"Ye may temper this or temper that," said Drumsheugh, going to the root of the matter, "but a" tell ye, Dominie, there"s ower mony o" thae limmers in the country juist noo, an" a "m for making an example o"
Jean Ferguson."
So Jean did not present herself for a token on the approaching Fast-day, and sat out with the children during the Sacrament with as becoming an expression of penitence as her honest, comely face could accomplish. Nor did Jean or her people bear any grudge against the Doctor or the Session for their severity. She had gone of her own accord to confess her fault, and was willing that her process of cleansing should be thorough before she received absolution. When a companion in misfortune spoke of the greater leniency of Pitscowrie, Jean expressed her thankfulness that she was of Drumtochty.
"Nane o" yir loose wys for me--gie me a richt minister as dis his duty;" which showed that whatever might be her deflections in practice, Jean"s ideas of morals were sound.
Preparations in the parish at large began two weeks before the Sacrament, when persons whose attendance had been, to say the least, irregular slipped in among the fathers without ostentation, and dropping into a conversation on the weather, continued, as it were, from last Sabbath, used it skilfully to offer an apology for past failures in church observance.
"It"s keepit up wonderfu" through the week, for a" never like ower bricht mornin"s," old Sandie Ferguson would remark casually, whose arrival, swallow-like, heralded the approach of the great occasion.
"The roads are graund the noo frae the heich (high glen); we "ve hed an awfu" winter, neeburs, up oor wy--clean blockit up. Them "at lives ablow are michty favoured, wi" the kirk at their door."
"It"s maist extraordinar" hoo the seasons are changin""--Jamie Soutar could never resist Sandie"s effrontery--"A" mind when Mairch saw the end o" the snow, an" noo winter is hangin" aboot in midsummer. A"m expeckin" tae hear, in another five year, that the drifts last through the Sacrament in August. It "ll be a sair trial for ye, Sandie, a wullin" kirkgoer--but ye "ll hae the less responsibility."
"Millhole "s here, at ony rate, the day, an" we "re gled tae see him"--for Drumsheugh"s pride was to have a large Sacrament--and so Sandie would take his place at an angle to catch the Doctor"s eye, and pay such rapt attention to the sermon that any one not knowing the circ.u.mstances might have supposed that he had just awaked from sleep.
Ploughmen who on other Sabbaths slept in the forenoon and visited their sweethearts the rest of the day, presented themselves for tokens on the Fast-day, and made the one elaborate toilette of the year on Sat.u.r.day evening, when they shaved in turns before a sc.r.a.p of gla.s.s hung outside the bothy door, and the foreman, skilled in the clipping of horses, cut their hair, utilising a porridge bowl with much ingenuity to secure a round cut. They left early on the Sabbath morning, and formed themselves into a group against the gable of the kirk,--being reviewed with much satisfaction by Drumsheugh, who had a keen eye for absentees from the religious function of the year. At the first sound of the bell the ploughmen went into kirk a solid ma.s.s, distributing themselves in the servants" pews attached to the farmers" pews, and maintaining an immovable countenance through every part of the service, any tendency to somnolence being promptly and effectually checked by the foreman, who allowed himself some ease when alone on other days, but on Sacrament Sabbath realised his charge and never closed an eye. The women and children proceeded to their places on arrival, and the fathers followed them as the bell gave signs of ceasing. Drumsheugh and Domsie then came in from the plate and the administration of discipline, and the parish waited as one man for the appearance of John with the Bible, the Doctor following, and envied those whose seat commanded the walk from the manse down which the procession came every Sabbath with dignity, but once a year with an altogether peculiar majesty.
Drumtochty exiles meeting in London or other foreign places and recalling the Glen, never part without lighting on John and pa.s.sing contempt on all officials beside him. "Ye mind John?" one will say, wagging his head with an amazement that time and distance has in no wise cooled, and his fellow glensman will reply, "Ay, ye may traivel the warld ower or ye see his marrow." Then they will fall into a thoughtful silence, and each knows that his neighbour is following John as he comes down the kirkyard on the great day. "Comin" in at the door lookin" as if he didna ken there wes a body in the kirk, a" aye c.o.o.nt.i.t best," but his friend has another preference. "It wes fine, but, man, tae see him set the bukes doon on the pulpit cushion, and then juist gie ae glisk roond the kirk as much as tae say, "What think ye o"
that?" cowed a" thing." It has been given to myself amid other privileges to see (and store in a fond memory) the walk of a University mace-bearer, a piper at the Highland gathering, a German stationmaster (after the war), and an alderman (of the old school), but it is bare justice to admit, although I am not of Drumtochty, but only as a proselyte of the gate, that none of those efforts is at all to be compared with John"s achievement. Within the manse the Doctor was waiting in pulpit array, grasping his father"s snuff-box in a firm right hand, and it was understood that, none seeing them, and as a preparation for the strain that would immediately be upon them, both the minister and his man relaxed for a minute.
"Is there a respectable attendance, John?" and the Doctor would take a preliminary pinch. "Drumsheugh does not expect many absentees."
"Naebody "s missin" that a" cud see, sir, except that ill gett.i.t wratch, Tammie Ronaldson, and a" c.o.o.nt him past redemption. A" gaed in as a" cam doon, and gin he wesna lyin" in his bed sleepin" an" snorin"
like a heathen."
"Well, John, did you do your duty as an officer of the church?"
"A" stood ower him, Doctor, an" a" juist said tae masel", "Shall a"
smite wi" the sword?" but a" left him alane for this time." And so they started--John in front with the books, and the Doctor a pace behind, his box now in the left hand, with a handkerchief added, and the other holding up his gown, both dignitaries bare-headed, unself-conscious, absorbed in their office.
The books were carried level with the top b.u.t.ton of John"s waistcoat--the Psalm-book being held in its place by the two extended thumbs--and neither were allowed to depart from the absolute horizontal by an eighth of an inch, even going up the pulpit stairs. When they had been deposited in their place, and slightly patted, just to settle them, John descended to make way for the Doctor, who had been waiting beneath in a commanding att.i.tude. He then followed the minister up, and closed the door--not with a bang, but yet so that all might know he had finished his part of the work. If any one had doubted how much skill went to this achievement, he had his eyes opened when John had the lumbago, and the smith arrived at the kirk door three yards ahead of the Doctor, and let the Psalm-book fall on the pulpit floor.
"We "re thankfu" tae hae ye back, John," said Hillocks. "Yon wes a temptin" o" Providence."
Once only had I the privilege of seeing John in this his glory, and the sight of him afflicted me with a problem no one has ever solved. It might, indeed, be made a branch of scientific investigation, and would then be called the Genesis of Beadles. Was a beadle ever a baby? What like was he before he appeared in his office? Was he lying as a cardinal in petto till the right moment, and then simply showed himself to be appointed as one born unto this end? No one dared to hint that John had ever followed any other avocation, and an effort to connect John with the honourable trade of plumbing in the far past was justly regarded as a disgraceful return of Tammie Ronaldson"s for much faithful dealing. Drumtochty refused to consider his previous history, if he had any, and looked on John in his office as a kind of Melchizedek, a mysterious, isolated work of Providence.
He was a mere wisp of a man, with a hard, keen face, iron-grey hair brushed low across his forehead, and clean-shaven cheeks.
[Ill.u.s.tration: He was a mere wisp of a man.]
"A "ve naething tae say against a beard," on being once consulted, "an"
a "m no prepared tae deny it maun be in the plan o" Providence. In fact, gin a" wes in a private capaucity, a" michtna shave, but in ma public capaucity, a "ve nae alternative. It wud be a fine story tae gang roond the Presbytery o" Muirtown that the Beadle o" Drumtochty hed a beard."
His authority was supreme under the Doctor, and never was disputed by man or beast save once, and John himself admitted that the circ.u.mstances were quite peculiar. It was during the Doctor"s famous continental tour, when Drumsheugh fought with strange names in the kirkyard, and the Presbytery supplied Drumtochty in turn. The minister of St. David"s, Muirtown, was so spiritual that he left his voice at the foot of the pulpit stairs, and lived in the Song of Solomon, with occasional excursions into the Lamentations of Jeremiah, and it was thoughtless not to have told Mr. Curlew that two or three dogs--of unexceptionable manners--attended our kirk with their masters. They would no more have thought of brawling in church than John himself, and they knew the parts of the service as well as the Doctor, but dogs have been so made by our common Creator that they cannot abide falsetto, and Mr. Curlew tried them beyond endurance. When he lifted up his voice in "Return, return, O Shulamite, return, return," a long wail in reply, from below a back seat where a shepherd was slumbering, proclaimed that his appeal had not altogether failed. "Put out that dog," said the preacher in a very natural voice, with a strong suggestion of bad temper, "put that dog out immediately; it"s most disgraceful that such . . . eh, conduct should go, on in a Christian church. Where is the church officer?"
"A"m the Beadle o" Drumtochty"--standing in his place--"an" a"ll dae yir pleesure;" and the occasion was too awful for any one, even the dog"s master, to a.s.sist, far less to laugh.
So Laddie was conducted down the pa.s.sage--a dog who would not condescend to resist--and led to the outer gate of the kirkyard, and John came in amid a dead silence--for Mr. Curlew had not yet got his pulpit note again--and faced the preacher.
"The dog "s oot, sir, but a" tak this congregation tae witness, ye begood (began) it yirsel"," and it was said that Mr. Curlew"s pious and edifying chant was greatly restricted in country kirks from that day.
It was not given to the beadle to sit with the elders in that famous court of morals which is called the Kirk Session, and of which strange stories are told by Southern historians, but it was his to show out and in the culprits with much solemnity. He was able to denote the exact offence in the language of Kirk law, and was considered happy in his abbreviations for technical terms. As a familiar of the Inquisition, he took oversight of the district, and saw that none escaped the wholesome discipline of the Church.
"Ye "re back," he said, arresting Peter Ferguson as he tried to escape down a byroad, and eyeing the prodigal sternly, who had fled from discipline to London, and there lost a leg; "the" "ll be a meetin" o"
Session next week afore the Saicrament; wull a" tell the Doctor ye"re comin"?"
"No, ye "ll dae naething o" the kind, for a "ll no be there. A "ve nae suner got hame aifter ma accident but ye"re tormentin" me on the verra road wi" yir Session. Ye drave me awa" aince, an" noo ye wud harry (hunt) me aft again."
"A weel, a weel"--and John was quite calm--"dinna pit yirsel" in a feery farry (excitement); ye "ll gang yir ain wy and earn yir ain jidgment. It wes for yir gude a" spoke, and noo a "ve dune ma pairt, an" whatever comes o"t, ye "ll no hae me or ony ither body tae blame."
"What think ye "ll happen?"--evidently sobered by John"s tone, yet keeping up a show of defiance. "Ye wud think the Session wes the Sheriff o" Perthshire tae hear ye blawin" and threatenin"."
"It"s no for me tae say what may befa" ye, Peter Ferguson, for a "m no yir jidge, but juist a frail mortal, beadle though I be; but a" may hev ma thochts.
"Ye refused the summons sax month syne, and took yir wys tae London--that wes contumacy added tae yir ither sin. Nae doot ye made certain ye hed escapit, but hed ye? A" leave it tae yirsel", for the answer is in yir body," and John examined Peter"s wooden leg with an austere interest.
"Ay, ay, ma man," he resumed--for Peter was now quite silenced by this uncompromising interpretation of the ways of Providence--"ye aff tae London, an" the Lord aifter ye, an" whuppit aff ae leg. Noo ye declare ye "ll be as countermacious as ever, an" a "m expeckin" the Lord "ll come doon here an" tak the ither leg, an" gin that disna dae, a" that remains is tae stairt on yir airms; and, man Peter, ye "ll be a bonnie-like sicht before a" "s dune."
This was very faithful dealing, and it had its desired effect, for Peter appeared at next meeting, and in due course was absolved, as became an obedient son of the Church.
John did not, however, always carry the sword, but bore himself gently to young people so long as they did not misbehave in church, and he had a very tender heart toward probationers, as being callow members of that great ecclesiastical guild in which he was one of the heads.
When one of those innocents came to take the Doctor"s place, John used to go in to visit them in the dining-room on Sat.u.r.day evening, partly to temper the severity of his wife, Dr. Davidson"s housekeeper, who dealt hardly with the lads, and partly to a.s.sist them with practical hints regarding pulpit deportment and the delivery of their sermons.
One unfortunate was so nervous and clinging that John arranged his remarks for him into heads--with an application to two cla.s.ses--and then, having suggested many points, stopped under the yew arch that divided the kirkyard from the manse garden, and turned on the shaking figure which followed.