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“May I find grace, my sovereign liege,

Grace for my loyal men and me?
For my name it is Johnie Armstrang,

Anda subject of yours, my liege," said he.
lie, And be

"Away, away, thou traitor strang!

Out of my sight soon mayst thou be!
I grantit never a traitor's life,

And now I'll not begin wi' thee."-
“Grant me my life, my liege, my King!

And a bonny gift I'll gie to thee
Full four-and-twenty milk-white steide,

Were a' foal'd in ae yeir to me.
"I'll gie thee a' these milk-white steids,

That prance and nickert at a speir ;
And as mickle gude Inglish gilt,

As four o' their braid backs dows bear."-


Away, away, thou traitor strang!

Out of my sight soon mayst thou be!
I grantit never a traitor's life,

And now I'll not begin withee!"-
"Grant me my life, my liege, my King!

And a bonny gift I'll gie to thee-
Gude four-and-lwenty gangingll mills,

That gang thro' a' the yeir to me.
"These four-and-twenty mills complete

Sall gang for thee thro' a' the yeir;
And as mickle of gude reid wheit,

As a' thair happers dow to bear."

Away, away, thou traitor strang!
speak with him
speed ... ... lie.

Out o' my sight soon mayst thou be!
I grantit never a traitor's life,

And now I'll not begin wi' thee."-
"Grant me my life, my liege, my King !

And a great great gift I'll gie to thee-
Bauld four-and-twenty sisters' sons,

Sall for thee fecht, tho'a' should flee !"'-
Away, away, thou traitor strang!

Out of my sight soon mayst thou be!
I grantit never a traitor's life,

And now I'll not begin withee."

“Grant me my life, my liege, my King! Sum speikis of lords, sum speikis of lairds,

And a brave gift I'll gie to theeAnd sick lyke men of hie degrie;

All between heir and Newcastle town of a gentleman I sing a sang,,

Sall pay their yeirly rent to thee." Sum tyme called Laird of Gilnockie.

Away, away, thou traitor strang! The King he wrytes a luving letter,

Out of my sight soon mayst thou be With his ain hand sae tenderly,

I grantit never a traitor's life, And he hath sent it to Johnie Armstrang,

And now I'll not begin withee."To cum and speik with him speedily.

"Ye lied, ye lied, now, King,” he says, The Eliots and Armstrangs did convene;

"Altho' a King and Prince ye be! They were a gallant cumpanie

For I've luved naething in my life, “We'll ride and meit our lawful King,

I weel dare say it, but honesty, And bring him safe to Gilnockie.

“Save a fat horse, and a fair woman, "Make kinnen* and capon ready, then,

Twa bonny dogs to kill a deir ; And venison in great plentie;

But England suld have found me meal and mault, We'll wellcum here our royal King;

Gif I had lived this hundred yeir ! I hope he'll dine at Gilnockie !".

"She suld have found me meal and mault, They ran their horse on the Langholme howm, And beef and mutton in a' plentie ; And brak their spears wi' mickle main;

But never a Scots wyfe could have said, The ladies lukit frae their loft windows

That e'er I skaith'd her a puir fee. "God bring our men weel hame agen!"

"To seik het water beneith cauld ice, When Johnie cam before the King,

Surely it is a greit folieWi' a' his men sae brave to see,

I have asked grace at a graceless face,
The King he movit his bonnet to him ;

But there is nane for my men and me!**
He ween'd he was a King as weel as he.

* Nicker-Neigh.

them free and hospitable in their expenditure ; and the common 1 Giu-Gold.

danger bound the several clans together by assurances of in viola$ Dow-Are able to.

ble fidelity, and even softened their mutual hostility, by the tacit I Ganging-Going.

introduction of certain laws of honour and of war. In these traits, 1 ["If

this collection had no other merit than that of preserving we seem to be reading the description of a Tartarian or Arabic the memorials of mannery that can never return, it would be en tribe, and can scarcely persuade ourselves that this country contitled to considerable praise. Subsisting by rapine, which they tained, within these two centuries, so exact 4 prototype of the accounted lawful and honourable, they blotted honesty out of the Bedouin character."--Edinburgh 'Rediero (Sir John Stoddart) list of their virtues, at the same time that they were trained, by for February, 1803.) their perilous expeditions, to a high degree of enterprising courage, ** (l'his and the three preceding stanzas were among those that activity, and finense. The insecurity of their possessions made Sir Walter Scott most delighted to quote. -ED.)



"But had I kennd ere I cam frae hame,

rane lord the King, allanerly except; and to be How thou unkind wadsı been to me!

trewe, gude, and lele servant to my said lord, and be I wad have keepit the Border side,

ready to do him service, baith in pece and weir, with In spite of all thy force and thee.

all my kyn, friends, and servantes, that I may and *Wist England's King that I was ta'en,

dowe to raise, and beand to my said lord's airis for

evermair. And sall tak his true and plane part in O gin a blythe man he wad be!

all maner of actions at myn outer power, and sall For anes I slew his sister's son,

noucher wit, hear, nor se my said lordis skaith, lak, Ånd on his breist bane brak a trie."

nor dishonestie, but we sall stop and lett the samyn, John wore a girdle about his middle,

and geif we dowe not leit the saniyn, we sall warn Imbroider'd ower wi' burning gold,

him thereof in all possible haist; and geif it hap. Bespangled wi' the same metal,

penis me, the said Johne Armistrang, or myne airis, Jaist beautiful was to behold.

io fail in our said service and manrent, any manner

of way, to our said lord, (as God forbid we do,) There hang nine targats* at Johnie's hat,

than, and in that caiss, the gift and nonentres And ilk ane worth three hundred pound maid be him to us, of the said landis of Dalbetht, “What wants that knave that a King suld have, Schield, Dalblane, Stapil-Gortown, Langholme, and But the sword of honour and the crown?

*, with the pertinentis, to be of no avale, *O where got thou these targats, Johnie,

force, nor effect; but the said lord and his airis to That blinkt sae brawly abune thy brie ?"

have free regress and ingress to the nonentres of the "Igat them in the field fechting,

samyn, but ony pley or impediment. To the keeps

ing and fulfilling of all and sundry the premisses, my Where, cruel King, thou durst not be.

form above writtin, I bind and obliss me and my " Had I my horse, and harness gude,

airis foresaids, to the said lord and his airis for And riding as I wont to be,

evermare, be the faithis treuthis in our bodies, but It suld have been tauld this hundred yeir, fraud or gile. In witness of the whilk thing, to flir The meeting of my King and me!

letters of manrent subscrievit, with my hand at the

pen, my sele is hangin, at Dumfries, the secund day "God be with thee, Kirsty, I my brother,

of November, the yeir of God, MD. and XXV. Lang live thou Laird of Mangertoun !

yeiris. Lang mayst thou live on the Border syde,

JOHNE ARMISTRANG, with my hand

at the pen. Ere thou see thy brother ride up and down! * And God be with thee, Kirsty, my son,

The lands, here mentioned, were the possession's Where thou siis on thy nurse's knee!

of Armstrong hiniself, the investitures of which not Bat an chou live this hundred yeir,

having been regularly renewed, the feudal casualty Thy father's better thou'lt never be.

of non-entry had been incurred by the vassal. The "Farewell ! my bonny Gilnock hall,

brother of Johne Armstrong is said to have founded,

or rather repaired, Langholm castle, before which, Where on Esk side ihou standest stout ! Gif I had lived but seven yeirs mair,

as mentioned in the ballad, verse 5th, they

their horse," and "brak their spears," in the exerI wad hae gilt thee round about."

cise of Border chivalry. --- Account of the Parish of John murderd was at Carlinrigg,

Langholm, apud Macfarlane's MSS. The lands And all his gallant companie;

of Langholm and Staplegorton continued in ArmBut Scotland's heart was ne'er sae wae,

strong's family ; for there is in the same MS. colTo see sae mony brave men die

lection a similar bond of manrent, granted by "Cris

tofer Armstrang, calit Johne's Pope," on 24th JanuBecause they saved their country deir

ary, 1557, to Lord Johne Lord Maxwell, and to Sir Frae Englishmen! Nane were sa bauld, Johne Maxwell of Terreglis, Knight, his tutor and Whyle Johnie lived on the Border syde,

governor, in return for the gift " of the males of all Vane of them durst cum neir his hauld.

and haill the landis whilk are conteint in ane bond made by umquhile Johne Armistrang, my father, to

umquhile Robert, Lord Maxwell, gudshore to the STPPLEMENT TO THE BALLAD OF JOHNIE ARMSTRANG. said Johne, now Lord Maxwell.” Ii would therefore The Editor believes his readers will not be dis- Armstrong, had been the price of his release from

appear, that the bond of manrent, granted by John pleased to see a Bond of Manrent, granted by this the feudal penalty arising from his having neglected Border freebooter to the Scottish Warden of the to procure a regular investiture from his superior. West Marches, in return for the gift of a feudal ca

As Johne only touched the pen, it appears that he sualty of certain lands particularized. It is extract- could not write. ed from Syme's Collection of Old Writings, MS.,

Christopher Armstrong, above mentioned, is the penes Dr. Robert Anderson, of Edinburgh.

person alluded to in the conclusion of the balladBond of Manrent.

"God be with thee, Kirsty, my son." He was the

father, or grandfather, of William Armstrong, called Be it kend till all men, be thir present letters, me, Christie's Will, a renowned freebooter, some of Johne Armistrang, for to be bound and oblist, and whose exploits the reader will find recorded in be the tenor of thir present letters, and faith and another part of this volume. trewth in my body, lelie and trewlie, bindis and Mr. Ellis of Otterbourne has kindly pointed out oblissis me and myn airis, to ane nobil and mich tie the following instance of the ferocity of the Armlord, Robert Lord Maxwell, Wardane of the West strongs, which occurs in the confession of one John Harches of Scotland, that, forasmikle as my said Weir, a prisoner in the tolbooth of Edinburgh, under lord has given and grantit to me, and rnine airs per- sentence of death, in 1700: "In May, 1700, John petuallie, the non-entries of all and haill the landis Weire went to Grandee Knows, (near Haltwhistle, underwritten, that is to say, the landis of Dalbetht, in Northumberland,) to the mother of the four breShield, Dalblane, Stapil-Gortown, Langholine, and thren the Armstrongs, which Armstrongs, and the

with their pertindis, lyand in the lord- aforesaid Burley, did cut the tongue and ear out of ship of Eskdale, as his gift maid to me, thereupon William Turner, for informing that they were bad bens in the self: and that for all the tyme of the persons, which Turner wrote with his blood that ponentres of the samyn. Theirfor, 1, the said they had used him so."-Weire also mentions one Johnne Armistrang, bindis and oblissis me and Thomas Armstrong, called Luck i' the Bagg, who myne airis, in manrent and service to the said Ro- lived in Cumberland. The extent of their deprebert Lord Maxwell and his airis, for evermair, first dations in horse-stealing seems to have been astoand before all uthirs, myne allegiance to our sove- mshing. • Targats--Tasscls.

1 Blink soc drawlie-Glance so bravely; : Christopher.


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sidence of Robert Bruce, while Lord of Annandale.

Accordingly it was always held to be a royal fortSir Ralph Evre, or Ewrie, or Evers, commemo- ress, the keeping of which, according to the custom rated in the following lines, was one of the bravest of the times, was granted to some powerful lord, men of a military race. He was son of the first, with an allotment of lands and fishings, for the deand father of the second Lord Ewrie; and was him- fence and maintenance of the place. There is exself created a Lord of Parliament during his father's tant a grant, dated 16th March, 1511, to Robert lifetime, in the 35th year of Henry VIII. The bal- Lauder of the Bass, of the office of Captain and lad is apparently a strain of gratulation upon that keeper of Lochmaben Castle, for seven years, with event. The poet, or more probably the reciter, has many perquisites. Among others, the lands stomade some confusion in the lineage, by declaring len frae the King," are bestowed on the Captain, that his hero was “married upon a Willoughbé." as his proper lands. What shall we say of a country, His mother, however, was of that family, and he where the very ground was a subject of theft ?

'kin to the Nevil and to the Percy.” He was ennobled by Henry, on account of the vigour with

THE LOCHMABEN HARPER. which he prosecuted the Border warfare. But after "harrying the Mers and Tivioidale, and knocking at O HEARD ye na o' the silly blind Harper, Edinburgh gate," Lord Ewrie was slain in the bat How long he lived in Lochmaben town? ile of Ancram Moor, fought between him and the

And how he wad gang to fair England, Earl of Angus, in 1546.* See note to the Ere of

To steal the Lord Warden's Wanton Brown ? 'St. John,-post.

But first he gaed to his gude wyfe, This song was written down by my obliging

Wi' a the haste that he could 'thole--** friend, Richard Surtees, Esq. of Main sforth, from “This wark," quo' he, “will ne'er gae weel, the recitation of Rose Smith, of Bishop Middleham,

Without a mare that has a foal." — a woman aged upwards of ninety-one, whose husband's father and two brothers were killed in the Quo' she-"Thou hast a gude gray mare, affair of 1715.

That can baith lance o'er laigh and hie;

Sae set thee on the gray mare's back,

And leave the foal at hame wi' me."-
Lord EWRIE was as brave a man

So he is up to England gane, As ever stood in his degree;

And even as fast as he may drie;tt The King has sent him a broad letter,

And when he cam to Carlisle gate, All for his courage and loyalty.

O whae was there but the Warden hie? Lord Ewrie is of gentill blode,

Come into my hall, thou silly blind Harper, A knighte's son sooth to say ;

And of thy harping let me hear!" He is kin to the Nevill and to the Percy,

"O, by my sooth,' quo' the silly blind Harper, And is married upon a Willowbé.

"I wad rather hae stabling for my mare. A noble Knight him trained upp,

The Warden look'd ower his left shoulder, Sir Rafe Bulmer is the man I mean ;$

And said unto his stable groomAt Flodden field, as men do say,

"Gae take the silly blind Harper's mare, No better capten there was seen.

And tie her beside my Wanton Brown. He led the men of Bishopricke,

Then aye he harped, and aye he carped, When Thomas Ruthal bore the sway:

Till a' the lordlings footed the floor; Though the Scottish Habsil were stout and true,

But an the music was sae sweet,
The English bowmen wan that day.

The groom had nae mind o' the stable door.
And since he has kepte Berwick upon Tweed, And aye he harped, and aye he carped,
The town was never better kept I wot;

Till a' the nobles were fast asleep;
He maintained leal and order along the Border, Then quickly he took aff his shoon,
And still was ready to prick the Scot.

And saftly down the stair did crecp. The country then lay in great peace,

Syne to the stable door he hied, And grain and grass was sown and won;

Wi' tread as light as light could be; Then plenty fill'd the market crosse,

And when he open'd and gaed in, When Lord Ewrie kept Berwick town.

There he fand thirty steeds and three. With our Queene's brother he hath been, 1

He took a cowt halterss frae his hose, And rode rough shod through Scotland of late; And o' his purpose he didna fail; They have burn'd the Mers and Tiviotdale,

He slipt it ower the Wanton's nose, And knocked full loud at Edinburgh gate.

And tied it to his gray mare's tail. Now the King hath sent him a broad letter, He turn'd them loose at the castle gate, A Lord of Parliament to be:

Ower muir and moss and ilka dale; It were well if every nobleman

And she ne'er let the Wanton bait,
Stood like Lord Ewrie in his degree.

But kept him a-galloping hame to her foal
The mare she was right swift o' foot,

She didna fail to find the way;

For she was at Lochmaben gate

A lang three hours before the day.
The Castle of Lochmaben was formerly a noble When she came to the Harper's door,
building, situated upon a peninsula, projecting into There she gave mony a nicker and sneer-1111
one of the four lakes which are in the neighbourhood “Rise up," quo' the wife," thou lazy lass;
of the royal burgh, and is said to have been the re Let in thy master and his mare."'-

*. He was buried in Melrose Abbey, and his stone coffin may mand of Lord Home, made an excursion into Northumberland, still be seen there a little to the left of the Great Altar.-ED.) previous to the battle of Flodden. He is mentioned in the Metri. + [The author of the history of Durham.-Ed.)

cal History of the Battle, v. 105, &c. In the present ballad, he is : Patent letters of nobility

erroneously denominated Sir Ralph Bulmer.
Sir William Bulmer, of Burnspeth Castle, who is here said (Habs-ie haberts ; spears.)
to have commanded the troops raised in the Bishoprie, in the bat 1 The Earl of Hertford, allerwards duke of Somerset, and bro
tle of Floddenfield, was descended from an ancient, and, at one ther of Queen Jane Seymour, made a furious incursion into Scot-
period, noble tamily. The last who was summoned to Parlia land, in 1515. See Introduction.
mont as a Pocr of the realm was Ralph, from first till !!

* Suffer
++ Endure :: Sung.

$5 Colt's halter. ward VI. Sir William routed the Borderera, who, under the com 19 Nicker and Sheer-Neigh and enort.

Then up she rose, put on her clothes,

JAMIE TELFER. And keekit through at the lock-hole"O! by my sooth,' then cried the lass,

It fell about the Martinmas tyde, "Our mare has gotten a braw brown foal!" When our Border steeds get corn and hay,

The Captain of Bewcastle hath bound him to ryde, "Come haud thy tongue, thou silly weneh! And he's ower to Tividale to drive a prey.

The morn's but glancing in your ee.' "I'll wad my hail fee* against a groat,

The first ae guide that they met wi', He's bigger than e'er our foal will be."-- It was high up in Hardhaughswire ;S

The second guide that they met wi',
Now all this while in merry Carlisle

It was laigh down in Borthwick water.ll
The Harper harped to hie and law;
And the fiend dought they dot

listen him to,

"What tidings, what tidings, my trusty guide ?"Until that the day began to daw.

"Nae tidings, nae tidings, I hae to thee;

But gin ye'll gae to the fair Dodhead, I
But on the morn at fair daylight,

Mony a cow's cauf I'll let thee see.”-
When they had ended a' their cheer,
Behold the Wanton Brown was gane,

And when they cam to the fair Dodhead,
And eke the poor blind Harper's mare!

Right hastily they clam the peel;

They loosed the kye out, ane and a',
“ Allace! allace!" quo' the cunning auld Harper, And ranshackled** the house right weel.

And ever allace that I cam here;
In Scotland I hae lost a braw cowt foal,

Now Jamie Telfer's heart was sair, tt
In England they've stown my gude gray mare!" The tear aye rowing in his ee;

He pled wi' ihe Captain to hae his gear, “Come! cease thy allacing, thou silly blind Har

Or else revenged he wad be. per, And again of thy harping let us hear;

The Captain turned him round and leugh ; And weel payd sall thy cowt-foal be,

Said="Man, there's naething in thy house, And thou sall have a far better mare.'

But ae auld sword without a sheath,

That hardly now would fell a mouse.”-
Then aye he harped, and aye he carped ;

Sae sweet were the harpings he let them hear! The sun wasna up, but the moon was down,
He was paid for the foal he had never lost,

It was the grymingft of a new-la'n snaw,
And three times ower for the gude Gray Mare. Jamie Telfer has run ten myles a-foot,

Between the Dodhead and the Stobs's Ha'.ss

And when he cam to the fair tower yate,

He shouted loud, and cried weel hie,

Till out bespak auld Gibby Elliott-There is another ballad, under the same title as Whae's this that brings the fraye to me?"the following, in which nearly the same incidents "li's I, Jamie Telfer, o' the fair Dodhead, are narrated, with little difference, except that the

And a harried man I think I be!
bonour of rescuing the cattle is attributed to the
Lddesdale Elliots, headed by a Chief, there called There's naething left at the fair Dodhead,
Martin Elliot of the Preakin Tower, whose son, Si-

But a waefu' wife and bairnies three." mun, is said to have fallen in the action. It is very “Gae seek your succour at Branksome Ha',ill posable, that both the Teviotdale Scotts, and the For succour ye'se get nane frae me! Eliots, were engaged in the affair, and that each Gae seek your succour where ye paid black-mail, claimed the honour of the victory.

For, man, ye ne'er paid money to me."
The Editor presumes, that the Willie Scott, here
mentioned, must have been a natural son of the Jamie has turned him round about,
Laird of Buccleuch.

I wat the tear blinded his ee• Wed my nail fee-Bet my whole wages.

ly prevailed in an action before the Court of Session.

From + Fiend doughi they do---Nothing could they do.

the peculiar state of their right of property, it follows, that there 1 The only remark which offers itself on the foregoing ballad is no occasion for feu lal investitures, or the formal entry of an seems to be that it is the most modern in which the harp, as a heir; and, of course, when they choose to convey their lands. it Bertraininent of music, is found to occur.

is done by a simple deed of conveyance, without charter or sasine. I cannot disinise the subject of Lochmaben, without noticing an The kindly tenants of Lochunnben live (or at least lived till estriordinary and anomalous class of landed proprietors, who lately) much sequestered from their neighbours, marry among dwell in the neightmurhood of that burgh. There are the inhabit themselves, and are distinguished from each other by soulr ants of four small villages, near the ancient castle, called the Four quets, according to the ancient Border custom, repeatedly noTowns of Lochmaben. They themselves are termed the King's ticed. You meet among their writings, with such names as Rentallers, or kindly tenants ;, under which denomination each John Outbye, win in-hye. While fish, Red fish, &c. They are o rin has a night, of an allodial nature, to a small piece of tenaciously obstinate in defence of ihmir privileges of commonty,

It is said, that these people are the descendants of Ro- &c. which are numerous. Their lands are, in general, neatly en. br Bruce's menials, to whom he assigned, in reward of their closed, and well cultivated, and they form a contented and infarhlal service, these portions of land, burdened only with the dustrious little community. fagpeat of certain quit.rents, and grassums, or fines, upon the Many of these particulars are extracted from the MSS. of Mr. totry of a Dew tenant. The right of the rentallers is, in essence, Syme, writor to the signet. Those who are desirous of more in. a neht of fourty, but, in form, only a night of lease; of which tonnation, may consult Craig de Feudis, lib. ii. dig. 9. sec. 24. the appeal for the foundation to the rent-rolls of the lord of the It is hoped the reader will excuse this digression, though somecasile and manor. This posaession, by rental, or by simple entry what professional ; expecially as there can be but little doubt that upon the renit-roll, was anciently a common, and peculiarly sa this diminutive republic inust soon share the fate of mightier cred, species of property, granted by a chief to his faithful follow states; for, in consequence of the increase of commerce, landa ers the tonnexion of landlord and tenant being esteemed of a possessed under this singular tenure, being now often brought to nature too necroary to be formal, where there was honour on the sale, and purchased by the neighbouring proprietors, will, in proOor de, and gratitude upon the other. But in the case of sub cess of time, be included in their investitures, and the right of jects granting a right of this kind. it was held to expire with the rentallige be entirely forgotten. life of the Tanter, unless his heir chose to renew it, and also S Hardbauglis wire is the pass from Liddesdale to the head of upon the death of the rentaller himself, unless especially

granted Tevioidale. to us heirs, by which term only his first heir was understood. 1 Dorthwick water is a stream which falls into the Teviot Hence, in modern days, the kindly tenants have entirely disap three miles above Hawick. peared from the land. Fortunately for the inhabitants of the 1 The Dodhead, in Selkirkshire, near Singlee, where there are Pour Towns of Lochmaben, the maxim, that the king can never still the vestiges of an old tower. ** Ranshackled-Ransacked. che prevent their right of property frorn reverting to the crown. ++ There is still a family of Telfers, residing near Langholm, The Viscount of Stormonth, as royal keeper of the castle, did, in who pretend to derive their descent from the Telfers of the Dod deed, about the beginning of last century, make an attempt to re bend. more ibe frotallers from their possersions, or at least to procure :: Gryming-Sprinkling. judgment, finding them obliged to take out loudal investitures, and $$ Stobs Hall, upon Slitterick. (The seat of Sir William Elisudjeet themselves to the casualties thereto annexed. But the oti, Bart.-- head of that clan.) Jamie Telfer made his first aprentallers united in their common defence : and, having stated plication here, because he seems to have paid the proprietor of tho their immemorial possession, together with some favourable castle black-rail, or protection money. clausee in certain old acts of Parliament, enacting, that the King's 19 The ancient family-seat of the Lairds of Buccleuch, near 7607 kindly tenants of Lochmaben should not be hurt they final- Hawick.

“I'll ne'er pay mail to Elliot again,

Gar warn the waters braid and wide, And the fair Dodhead I'll never see!

Gar warn it sune and hastilie!

They that winna ride for Telfer's kye, "My hounds may a' rin masterless,

Let them never look in the face o me!
My hawks may fly frae tree to tree,
My lord may grip my vassal lands,

“Warn Wat o' Harden, and his sons, 11 For there again maun I never be!"'

Wi' them will Borthwick Water ride;

Warn Gaudilands, and Allanhaugh,
He has turn'd him to the Tiviot side,
E'en as fast as he could drie,

And Gilmanscleugh, and Commonside.
Till he cam to the Coultart Cleugh, *

Ride by the gate at Priesthaughswire, 1 And there he shouted baith loud and hie,

And warn the Currors o' the Lee;

As ye cum down the Hermitage Şlack,,, Then up bespak him auld Jock Grieve

Warn doughty Willie o' Gorrinberry." "Whae's this that brings the fraye to me?"“It's I, Jamie Telfer o' the fair Dodhead,

The Scotts they rade, the Scotts they ran, A harried man I trow I be.

Sae starkly and sae steadilie! "There's naething left in the fair Dodhead,

And aye the ower-word o' the thrang

Was-"Rise for Branksome readile !"
But a greeting wife and bairnies three,
And sax poor ca'st
stand in the sta',

The gear was driven the Frostylee up, **
A' routing loud for their minnie.”_

Frae the Frostylee unto the plain, "Alack a wae !" quo' auld Jock Grieve,

Whan Willie has look'd his men before,

And saw the kye right fast drivand. “Alack! my heart is sair for thee! For I was married on the elder sister,

"Whae drives thir kye?" 'gan Willie say, And you on the youngest of a' the three.”

"To make an outspecklett o' me?"Then he has ta'en out a bonny black,

“It's I, the Captain o' Bewcastle, Willie; Was right weel fed with corn and hay,

I winna layne my name for thee."And he's set Jamie Telfer on his


"O will ye let Telfer's kye gae back ? To the Catslockhill to tak the fraye.

Or will ye do aught for regard of me? And whan he cam to the Catslockhill,

Or, by the faith of my body," quo' Willie Scott, He shouted loud, and cried weel hie,

I'se ware my dame's cauf skin on thee !" Till out and spak him William's Wat

"I winna let the kye gae back, "O whae's this brings the fraye to me?"

Neither for thy love, nor yet thy fear; "It's I, Jamie Telfer of the fair Dodhead,

But I will drive Jamie Telfer's kye, A harried man I think I be!

In spite of every Scott that's here."The Captain of Bewcastle has driven my gear ; “ Set on them, lads!" quo' Willie than ; For God's sake rise, and succour me!'

“Fye, lads, set on them cruellie! “Alas for wae !" quoth William's Wat,

For ere they win to the Ritterford,

Mony a toomit saddle there sall be !"" Alack, for thee my heart is sair! I never cam by the fair Dodhead,

Then lil't they gaed, wi' heart and hand, That ever I fand thy basket bare."-

The blows fell thick as bickering hail;

And mony a horse ran masterless,
He's set his twa sons on coal-black steeds,
Himsell upon a freckled gray,

And mony a comely cheek was pale.
And they are on wi' Jamie Telfer,

But Willie was stricken ower the head, To Branksome Ha' to tak the fraye.

And thro' the knapscaps the sword has gane ; And when they cam to Branksome Ha'

And Harden grat for very rage, |||| They shouted a' baith loud and hie,

Whan Willie on the grund lay slane. Till up and spak him anld Buccleuch,

But he's ta'en aff his gude steel cap, Said—“Whae's this brings the fraye to me?”— And thrice he's waved it in the air

The Dinlays snaw was ne'er mair white "It's I, Jamie Telfer o' the fair Dodhead,

Nor the lyart locks of Harden's hair.
And a harried man I think I be!
There's nought left in the fair Dodhead,

"Revenge! revenge !" auld Wat 'gan cry; But a greeting wife and bairnies three."'

"Fye, lads, lay on them cruellie!

We'll ne'er see Tiviotside again, "Alack for wae!" quoth the gude auld lord,

Or Willie's death revenged sall be,"_*** "And ever my heart is wae for thee! But fye gar cry on Willie, my son,

Omony a horse ran masterless, And see that he come to me speedilie!

The splinter'd lances flew on hie;

• The Coultart Cleugh is nearly opposite to Carlinrig, on the meat, at his Tower of Dryhope, for a year and a day : but five road between Hawick and Mosspaul.

barons pledge themselves, that, at the expiry of that period, the + Ca's--Calves. Minnie-Mother.

son-in-law should remove, without attempting to continue in por The rater, in the mountainous districts of Scotland, is often session by force ! A notary-public signed for all the parties to the used to express the banks of the river, which are the only inha- deed, none of whom could write their names. The original is bitable

parts of the country. To raise the water, therefore, was still in the charter-room of the present Mr. Scott of Harden. By to alarm those who lived along its side.

the Flower of Yarrow the Laird of Harden had six sons ; five of 1 The estates, mentioned in this verse, belonged to families of whom survived him, and founded the families of Harden, (now the name of Scott,

residing upon the waters of Borthwick and extinct,) Highchesters, (now representing Harden) Reaburn. Teviot, near the castle of their Chief

Wool, and Synton. The sixth son was slain at a fray, in a The pursuers seem to have taken the road through the hills of hunting-match, by the Scotts of Gilmanscleugh. His brothers flew Liddesdale, in order to collect forces, and intercept the forayers to arms; but the old laird secured them in the dungeon of luis at the passage of the Liddel, on their return to Bewcastle. The tower, hurried to Edinburgh, stated the crime, and obtained a Ritterford and Kershope-ford, after-mentioned, are noted fords on gift of the lands of the offenders from the Crown. He returnert to the river Liddel.

Harden with equal speed, released his sons, and showed them the ** The Frostylee is a brook, which joins the Teviot, near Moss. charter. "To horse, lads !" cried the savage warrior, "and let paul.

us take possession! The lands of Gilmanscleugh are well worth +1 Outspeckle-Laughing-stock.

a dead son. The property thus obtained continued in the fee 11 Toom-Empty.

mily till the beginning of last century, when it was sold, by John $6 Knapscap-Headpiece.

Scott of Harden, to Ann, Duchess of Buccleuch. A beautiful fit of this Border laird, commonly called Auld Wat of Har: ballad, founded

on this tradition, occurs in the Mountain Bard, a den, tradition has preserved many anecdotes. He was married collection of legendary poetry. by Mr. James Hogg. to Mary Scott, celebrated in song by the title of the Flower of TTT The Dinlay-is a mountain in Liddesdale. Yarrow. By their marriage-contract, the father-in-law, Philip *** (Nothing can be more striking than the picture of old Har Scott of Dryhope, was to find Harden in horse-meat, and man's den, in the fight for Jamie Telfer's cattle. - Edin, Rev.)

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