``Yet still,'' I said, ``I do not see how this concerns Mr. Campbell, much less my father's affairs.''
``Rob can levy five hundred men, sir, and therefore war suld concern him as muckle as maist folk,'' replied the Bailie; ``for it is a faculty that is far less profitable in time o' peace. Then, to tell ye the truth, I doubt he has been the prime agent between some o' our Hieland chiefs and the gentlemen in the north o' England. We a' heard o' the public money that was taen frae the chield Morris somewhere about the fit o' Cheviot by Rob and ane o' the Osbaldistone lads; and, to tell ye the truth, word gaed that it was yoursell Mr. Francis,---and sorry was I that your father's son suld hae taen to sic practices---Na, ye needna say a word about it---I see weel I was mistaen; but I wad believe onything o' a stage-player, whilk I concluded ye to be. But now, I doubtna, it has been Rashleigh himself or some other o' your cousins---they are a' tarred wi' the same stick ---rank Jacobites and papists, and wad think the government siller and government papers lawfu' prize. And the creature Morris is sic a cowardly caitiff, that to this hour he daurna say that it was Rob took the portmanteau aff him; and troth he's right, for your custom-house and excise cattle are ill liket on a' sides, and Rob might get a back-handed lick at him, before the Board, as they ca't, could help him.''
``I have long suspected this, Mr. Jarvie,'' said I, ``and perfectly agree with you. But as to my father's affairs''------
``Suspected it?---it's certain---it's certain---I ken them that saw some of the papers that were taen aff Morris---it's needless to say where. But to your father's affairs---Ye maun think that in thae twenty years by-gane, some o' the Hieland lairds and chiefs hae come to some sma' sense o' their ain interest--- your father and others hae bought the woods of Glen-Disseries, Glen Kissoch, Tober-na-Kippoch, and mony mair besides, and your father's house has granted large bills in payment,---and as the credit o' Osbaldistone and Tresham was gude---for I'll say before Mr. Owen's face, as I wad behind his back, that, bating misfortunes o' the Lord's sending, nae men could be mair honourable in business---the Hieland gentlemen, holders o' thae bills, hae found credit in Glasgow and Edinburgh---(I might amaist say in Glasgow wholly, for it's little the pridefu' Edinburgh folk do in real business)---for all, or the greater part of the contents o' thae bills. So that---Aha! d'ye see me now?''
I confessed I could not quite follow his drift.
``Why,'' said he, ``if these bills are not paid, the Glasgow merchant comes on the Hieland lairds, whae hae deil a boddle o' siller, and will like ill to spew up what is item a' spent--- They will turn desperate---five hundred will rise that might hae sitten at hame---the deil will gae ower Jock Wabster---and the stopping of your father's house will hasten the outbreak that's been sae lang biding us.''
``You think, then,'' said I, surprised at this singular view of the case, ``that Rashleigh Osbaldistone has done this injury to my father, merely to accelerate a rising in the Highlands, by distressing the gentlemen to whom these bills were originally granted?''
``Doubtless---doubtless---it has been one main reason, Mr. Osbaldistone. I doubtna but what the ready money he carried off wi' him might be another. But that makes comparatively but a sma' part o' your father's loss, though it might make the maist part o' Rashleigh's direct gain. The assets he carried off are of nae mair use to him than if he were to light his pipe wi' them. He tried if MacVittie & Co. wad gie him siller on them---that I ken by Andro Wylie---but they were ower auld cats to draw that strae afore them---they keepit aff, and gae fair words. Rashleigh Osbaldistone is better ken'd than trusted in Glasgow, for he was here about some jacobitical papistical troking in seventeen hundred and seven, and left debt ahint him. Na, na---he canna pit aff the paper here; folk will misdoubt him how he came by it. Na, na---he'll hae the stuff safe at some o' their haulds in the Hielands, and I daur say my cousin Rob could get at it gin he liked.''
``But would he be disposed to serve us in this pinch, Mr. Jarvie?'' said I. ``You have described him as an agent of the Jacobite party, and deeply connected in their intrigues: will he be disposed for my sake, or, if you please, for the sake of justice, to make an act of restitution, which, supposing it in his power, would, according to your view of the case, materially interfere with their plans?''
``I canna preceesely speak to that: the grandees among them are doubtfu' o' Rob, and he's doubtfu' o' them.---And he's been weel friended wi' the Argyle family, wha stand for the present model of government. If he was freed o' his hornings and captions, he would rather be on Argyle's side than he wad be on Breadalbane's, for there's auld ill-will between the Breadalbane family and his kin and name. The truth is, that Rob is for his ain hand, as Henry Wynd feught*---he'll take
* Two great clans fought out a quarrel with thirty men of a side, in * presence ot the king, on the North Inch of Perth, on or about the year * 1392; a man was amissing on one side, whose room was filled by a little * bandy-legged citizen of Perth. This substitute, Henry Wynd---or, as the * Highlanders called him, Gow Chrom, that is, the bandy-legged smith--- * fought well, and contributed greatly to the fate of the battle, without * knowing which side he fought on;---so, ``To fight for your own hand, like * Henry Wynd,'' passed into a proverb. [This incident forms a conspicuous * part of the subsequent novel, ``The Fair Maid of Perth.'']
the side that suits him best; if the deil was laird, Rob wad be for being tenant; and ye canna blame him, puir fallow, considering his circumstances. But there's ae thing sair again ye--- Rob has a grey mear in his stable at hame.'' ``A grey mare?'' said I. ``What is that to the purpose?''
``The wife, man---the wife,---an awfu' wife she is. She downa bide the sight o' a kindly Scot, if he come frae the Lowlands, far less of an Inglisher, and she'll be keen for a' that can set up King James, and ding down King George.''
``It is very singular,'' I replied, ``that the mercantile transactions of London citizens should become involved with revolutions and rebellions.''
``Not at a', man---not at a','' returned Mr. Jarvie; ``that's a' your silly prejudications. I read whiles in the lang dark nights, and I hae read in Baker's Chronicle* that the merchants o'
* [The Chronicle of the Kings of England, by Sir Richard Baker, with * continuations, passed through several editions between 1641 and 1733. * Whether any of them contain the passage alluded to is doubtful.]