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"
You
have
to
live
on
in
this
parish
,
"
Mark
said
.
"
I
need
not
involve
you
in
my
own
peril
.
Let
the
bodies
out
in
half
an
hour
.
No
one
saw
you
enter
,
so
you
will
get
no
discredit
by
this
day
’
s
work
.
Say
you
found
the
key
by
the
roadside
.
"
Amos
turned
on
him
with
a
distraught
eye
.
"
Where
is
Mr
.
David
?
What
have
ye
done
with
him
?
.
.
.
We
ken
nocht
o
’
you
-
-
ye
come
and
gang
like
bog
-
fire
-
-
there
’
s
some
says
ye
’
re
the
Deil
himsel
’
.
If
ye
’
ve
wiled
a
saunt
doun
the
road
to
Hell
-
-
"
"
Be
comforted
,
"
said
Mark
,
laying
a
hand
on
Amos
’
s
arm
.
"
I
think
I
have
helped
to
open
for
him
the
gates
of
Paradise
.
"
The
Reverend
John
Dennistoun
,
in
his
once
-
famous
work
,
Satan
’
s
Artifices
against
the
Elect
(
written
in
the
year
1719
,
but
not
published
till
1821
,
when
the
manuscript
came
into
the
hands
of
Sir
Walter
Scott
)
,
has
a
chapter
on
the
disturbances
in
Woodilee
.
In
his
pages
can
be
found
the
tradition
which
established
itself
during
the
next
fifty
years
.
He
has
heard
of
the
doings
in
Melanudrigill
,
but
he
lays
no
blame
for
them
on
the
parish
.
The
power
of
the
Kirk
has
been
sufficient
to
sanctify
Chasehope
;
in
Mr
.
Dennistoun
’
s
pages
he
appears
as
an
elder
of
noted
piety
,
who
was
the
chief
mark
for
the
enmity
of
the
Adversary
,
and
who
was
,
as
that
Adversary
’
s
last
resort
,
driven
crazy
by
hellish
assaults
on
his
person
till
his
life
ended
in
a
fall
from
the
rocks
in
the
Garple
Linn
.
There
is
no
mention
of
Reiverslaw
,
and
Amos
Ritchie
is
treated
with
respect
,
for
Amos
carried
his
grandfather
’
s
matchlock
to
Rullion
Green
,
played
a
notable
part
in
the
Killing
Time
,
was
an
ally
of
the
Black
Macmichael
,
and
has
a
paragraph
to
himself
in
Naphtali
.
Mr
.
Dennistoun
represents
the
trouble
as
a
deliberate
campaign
of
the
Devil
against
a
parish
famed
for
its
godliness
,
and
David
as
an
unwitting
instrument
.
The
minister
of
Woodilee
he
portrays
as
a
young
man
of
good
heart
but
of
small
experience
,
unstable
,
puffed
up
in
his
own
conceit
.
He
records
that
there
was
a
faction
in
the
place
that
took
his
side
,
and
that
his
misfortunes
,
justly
deserved
as
they
were
,
were
not
unlamented
.
He
mentions
as
a
foolish
fable
the
belief
of
some
that
he
had
been
carried
off
by
the
Fairies
;
he
notes
,
too
,
without
approval
,
the
counter
-
legend
that
he
had
been
removed
bodily
by
the
Devil
.
On
one
matter
Mr
.
Dennistoun
has
no
doubts
.
Mark
Kerr
is
the
villain
of
his
pages
:
the
lieutenant
of
Satan
,
or
,
as
many
believed
,
Satan
himself
;
one
at
any
rate
who
was
sold
irrevocably
to
evil
.
Of
the
real
Mark
Kerr
’
s
antecedents
he
is
aware
,
but
he
is
inclined
to
the
belief
that
the
figure
that
appeared
in
Woodilee
was
not
Montrose
’
s
captain
but
another
in
his
semblance
.
He
makes
a
sinister
tale
of
Mark
’
s
doings
-
-
his
uncanny
power
over
the
minds
of
the
people
,
his
necromancy
in
the
case
of
the
witch
-
pricker
,
his
devilries
during
the
pest
(
these
are
explained
as
mere
purposeless
cruelties
)
,
his
crowning
blasphemy
in
the
kirk
,
when
he
outfaced
two
godly
ministers
and
spoke
words
of
which
the
very
memory
made
honest
folk
tremble
.
He
is
inclined
to
attribute
to
him
also
the
warlockries
of
the
Wood
.
When
he
disappeared
on
that
April
day
he
returned
to
the
place
whence
he
had
come
.
On
this
point
Mr
.
Dennistoun
reflected
faithfully
the
tradition
in
Woodilee
.
Old
folks
for
generations
,
with
sighs
and
a
shaking
of
the
head
,
would
tell
of
the
departure
of
him
who
had
so
sorely
troubled
the
Elect
.
The
tale
no
doubt
grew
in
the
telling
,
and
the
children
would
creep
close
to
their
mother
’
s
knee
,
and
the
goodman
would
stir
the
peats
into
a
glow
,
when
grandfather
with
awe
in
his
voice
recounted
the
stages
in
that
journey
of
the
lost
.
Sandy
Nicoll
saw
him
in
the
gloaming
moving
with
leaps
which
were
beyond
a
mortal
’
s
power
across
Charlie
’
s
Moss
.
Later
,
at
the
little
lonely
ale
-
house
of
Kilwauk
,
he
was
observed
by
a
drover
to
cross
the
peat
-
road
,
and
the
drover
-
-
his
name
was
Grieve
-
-
swore
to
his
dying
day
that
beside
the
traveller
moved
a
coal
-
black
shadow
.
There
was
a
moon
that
night
,
and
Robbie
Hogg
,
herd
in
Glenwhappen
,
saw
the
fearful
twosome
-
-
man
and
shadow
,
man
and
devil
-
-
flitting
across
the
braes
of
Caerdrochit
.
At
one
in
the
morning
a
packman
,
late
on
the
road
,
saw
the
figure
on
the
Edinburgh
highway
,
and
,
though
he
had
been
drinking
and
was
therefore
a
doubtful
witness
,
remembered
that
he
could
not
be
clear
whether
it
was
one
man
or
two
,
and
had
been
sobered
by
the
portent
.
At
this
point
,
when
all
that
remained
was
an
awful
imagining
,
it
was
the
custom
of
a
household
where
the
tale
was
told
to
sing
with
dry
throats
the
twenty
-
third
Psalm
.
