友情提示:如果本网页打开太慢或显示不完整,请尝试鼠标右键“刷新”本网页!
读书室 返回本书目录 加入书签 我的书架 我的书签 TXT全本下载 『收藏到我的浏览器』

weir of hermiston-第13部分

快捷操作: 按键盘上方向键 ← 或 → 可快速上下翻页 按键盘上的 Enter 键可回到本书目录页 按键盘上方向键 ↑ 可回到本页顶部! 如果本书没有阅读完,想下次继续接着阅读,可使用上方 "收藏到我的浏览器" 功能 和 "加入书签" 功能!


antique style; and withal a notorious smuggler。  〃I mind when I was a 

bairn getting mony a skelp and being shoo'd to bed like pou'try;〃 she 

would say。  〃That would be when the lads and their bit kegs were on the 

road。  We've had the riffraff of two…three counties in our kitchen; 

mony's the time; betwix' the twelve and the three; and their lanterns 

would be standing in the forecourt; ay; a score o' them at once。  But 

there was nae ungodly talk permitted at Cauldstaneslap。  My faither was 

a consistent man in walk and conversation; just let slip an aith; and 

there was the door to ye!  He had that zeal for the Lord; it was a fair 

wonder to hear him pray; but the family has aye had a gift that way。〃  

This father was twice married; once to a dark woman of the old Ellwald 

stock; by whom he had Gilbert; presently of Cauldstaneslap; and; 

secondly; to the mother of Kirstie。  〃He was an auld man when he married 

her; a fell auld man wi' a muckle voice … you could hear him rowting 

from the top o' the Kye…skairs;〃 she said; 〃but for her; it appears she 

was a perfit wonder。  It was gentle blood she had; Mr。 Archie; for it 

was your ain。  The country…side gaed gyte about her and her gowden hair。  

Mines is no to be mentioned wi' it; and there's few weemen has mair hair 

than what I have; or yet a bonnier colour。  Often would I tell my dear 

Miss Jeannie … that was your mother; dear; she was cruel ta'en up about 

her hair; it was unco' tender; ye see … 'Houts; Miss Jeannie;' I would 

say; 'just fling your washes and your French dentifrishes in the back o' 

the fire; for that's the place for them; and awa' down to a burn side; 

and wash yersel' in cauld hill water; and dry your bonny hair in the 

caller wind o' the muirs; the way that my mother aye washed hers; and 

that I have aye made it a practice to have wishen mines … just you do 

what I tell ye; my dear; and ye'll give me news of it!  Ye'll have hair; 

and routh of hair; a pigtail as thick's my arm;' I said; ‘and the 

bonniest colour like the clear gowden guineas; so as the lads in kirk'll 

no can keep their eyes off it!'  Weel; it lasted out her time; puir 

thing!  I cuttit a lock of it upon her corp that was lying there sae 

cauld。  I'll show it ye some of thir days if ye're good。  But; as I was 

sayin'; my mither … 〃



On the death of the father there remained golden…haired Kirstie; who 

took service with her distant kinsfolk; the Rutherfords; and black…a…

vised Gilbert; twenty years older; who farmed the Cauldstaneslap; 

married; and begot four sons between 1773 and 1784; and a daughter; like 

a postscript; in '97; the year of Camperdown and Cape St。 Vincent。  It 

seemed it was a tradition in the family to wind up with a belated girl。  

In 1804; at the age of sixty; Gilbert met an end that might be called 

heroic。  He was due home from market any time from eight at night till 

five in the morning; and in any condition from the quarrelsome to the 

speechless; for he maintained to that age the goodly customs of the 

Scots farmer。  It was known on this occasion that he had a good bit of 

money to bring home; the word had gone round loosely。  The laird had 

shown his guineas; and if anybody had but noticed it; there was an ill…

looking; vagabond crew; the scum of Edinburgh; that drew out of the 

market long ere it was dusk and took the hill…road by Hermiston; where 

it was not to be believed that they had lawful business。  One of the 

country…side; one Dickieson; they took with them to be their guide; and 

dear he paid for it!  Of a sudden in the ford of the Broken Dykes; this 

vermin clan fell on the laird; six to one; and him three parts asleep; 

having drunk hard。  But it is ill to catch an Elliott。

For a while; in the night and the black water that was deep as to his 

saddle…girths; he wrought with his staff like a smith at his stithy; and 

great was the sound of oaths and blows。  With that the ambuscade was 

burst; and he rode for home with a pistol…ball in him; three knife 

wounds; the loss of his front teeth; a broken rib and bridle; and a 

dying horse。  That was a race with death that the laird rode!  In the 

mirk night; with his broken bridle and his head swimming; he dug his 

spurs to the rowels in the horse's side; and the horse; that was even 

worse off than himself; the poor creature! screamed out loud like a 

person as he went; so that the hills echoed with it; and the folks at 

Cauldstaneslap got to their feet about the table and looked at each 

other with white faces。  The horse fell dead at the yard gate; the laird 

won the length of the house and fell there on the threshold。  To the son 

that raised him he gave the bag of money。  〃Hae;〃 said he。  All the way 

up the thieves had seemed to him to be at his heels; but now the 

hallucination left him … he saw them again in the place of the ambuscade 

… and the thirst of vengeance seized on his dying mind。  Raising himself 

and pointing with an imperious finger into the black night from which he 

had come; he uttered the single command; 〃Brocken Dykes;〃 and fainted。  

He had never been loved; but he had been feared in honour。  At that 

sight; at that word; gasped out at them from a toothless and bleeding 

mouth; the old Elliott spirit awoke with a shout in the four sons。

〃Wanting the hat;〃 continues my author; Kirstie; whom I but haltingly 

follow; for she told this tale like one inspired; 〃wanting guns; for 

there wasna twa grains o' pouder in the house; wi' nae mair weepons than 

their sticks into their hands; the fower o' them took the road。  Only 

Hob; and that was the eldest; hunkered at the doorsill where the blood 

had rin; fyled his hand wi' it … and haddit it up to Heeven in the way 

o' the auld Border aith。  ‘Hell shall have her ain again this nicht!' he 

raired; and rode forth upon his earrand。〃  It was three miles to Broken 

Dykes; down hill; and a sore road。  Kirstie has seen men from Edinburgh 

dismounting there in plain day to lead their horses。  But the four 

brothers rode it as if Auld Hornie were behind and Heaven in front。  

Come to the ford; and there was Dickieson。  By all tales; he was not 

dead; but breathed and reared upon his elbow; and cried out to them for 

help。  It was at a graceless face that he asked mercy。  As soon as Hob 

saw; by the glint of the lantern; the eyes shining and the whiteness of 

the teeth in the man's face; 〃Damn you!〃 says he; 〃ye hae your teeth; 

hae ye?〃 and rode his horse to and fro upon that human remnant。  Beyond 

that; Dandie must dismount with the lantern to be their guide; he was 

the youngest son; scarce twenty at the time。  〃A' nicht long they gaed 

in the wet heath and jennipers; and whaur they gaed they neither knew 

nor cared; but just followed the bluid stains and the footprints o' 

their faither's murderers。  And a' nicht Dandie had his nose to the 

grund like a tyke; and the ithers followed and spak' naething; neither 

black nor white。  There was nae noise to be heard; but just the sough of 

the swalled burns; and Hob; the dour yin; risping his teeth as he gaed。〃  

With the first glint of the morning they saw they were on the drove 

road; and at that the four stopped and had a dram to their breakfasts; 

for they knew that Dand must have guided them right; and the rogues 

could be but little ahead; hot foot for Edinburgh by the way of the 

Pentland Hills。  By eight o'clock they had word of them … a shepherd had 

seen four men 〃uncoly mishandled〃 go by in the last hour。  〃That's yin a 

piece;〃 says Clem; and swung his cudgel。  〃Five o' them!〃 says Hob。  

〃God's death; but the faither was a man!  And him drunk!〃  And then 

there befell them what my author termed 〃a sair misbegowk;〃 for they 

were overtaken by a posse of mounted neighbours come to aid in the 

pursuit。  Four sour faces looked on the reinforcement。  〃The Deil's 

broughten you!〃 said Clem; and they rode thenceforward in the rear of 

the party with hanging heads。  Before ten they had found and secured the 

rogues; and by three of the afternoon; as they rode up the Vennel with 

their prisoners; they were aware of a concourse of people bearing in 

their midst something that dripped。  〃For the boady of the saxt;〃 

pursued Kirstie; 〃wi' his head smashed like a hazelnit; had been a' that 

nicht in the chairge o' Hermiston Water; and it dunting it on the 

stanes; and grunding it on the shallows; and flinging the deid thing 

heels…ower…hurdie at the Fa's o' Spango; and in the first o' the day; 

Tweed had got a hold o' him and carried him off like a wind; for it was 

uncoly swalled; and raced wi' him; bobbing under brae…sides; and was 

long playing with the creature in the drumlie lynns under the castle; 

and at the hinder end of all cuist him up on the starling of 

Crossmichael brig。  Sae there they were a'thegither at last (for 

Dickieson had been brought in on a cart long syne); and folk could see 

what mainner o'man my brither ha
返回目录 上一页 下一页 回到顶部 0 0
快捷操作: 按键盘上方向键 ← 或 → 可快速上下翻页 按键盘上的 Enter 键可回到本书目录页 按键盘上方向键 ↑ 可回到本页顶部!
温馨提示: 温看小说的同时发表评论,说出自己的看法和其它小伙伴们分享也不错哦!发表书评还可以获得积分和经验奖励,认真写原创书评 被采纳为精评可以获得大量金币、积分和经验奖励哦!