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There
was
no
sermon
in
the
kirk
the
next
two
Sabbaths
.
Robb
the
bellman
had
orders
not
to
ring
the
bell
,
but
few
came
to
the
kirkyard
gate
,
for
the
rumour
had
spread
that
the
minister
would
conduct
no
ordinances
until
he
had
taken
counsel
with
the
Presbytery
.
David
waited
,
hoping
for
he
knew
not
what
-
-
some
thaw
to
melt
this
icy
impenitence
.
At
last
,
on
the
sixteenth
day
of
August
,
he
rode
to
Kirk
Aller
to
visit
Mr
.
Muirhead
.
He
found
the
Moderator
in
his
parlour
in
the
little
stone
manse
,
which
stood
below
the
kirk
on
the
knowe
at
the
west
gate
above
the
brig
of
Aller
.
The
room
had
few
books
,
but
a
mass
of
papers
,
for
Mr
.
Muirhead
was
an
active
ecclesiastic
and
noted
for
his
conduct
of
church
business
.
Also
,
as
if
to
meet
the
disturbed
times
in
which
he
lived
,
a
pair
of
spurred
boots
,
still
with
the
mud
on
them
,
stood
beside
the
table
,
on
it
lay
a
brace
of
ancient
pistols
,
and
from
the
peg
of
the
door
hung
a
great
horseman
’
s
cloak
.
Mr
.
Muirhead
bent
a
preoccupied
brow
on
David
as
he
entered
,
but
his
face
was
well
content
.
There
were
open
letters
before
him
,
and
it
seemed
that
he
had
just
been
the
recipient
of
welcome
news
.
"
Come
awa
’
in
,
Mr
.
David
,
"
he
cried
.
He
saw
his
visitor
’
s
eye
stray
to
the
pistols
.
"
Ay
,
I
’
ve
got
me
to
the
auld
weapons
.
I
had
them
with
me
at
the
memorable
assembly
in
Glasgow
in
’
38
,
when
we
dang
down
the
Bishops
.
.
.
.
I
have
a
crow
to
pyke
with
you
,
but
first
I
have
some
braw
tidings
for
your
ear
.
At
the
last
Presbytery
we
met
under
the
shadow
of
calamity
,
but
the
Lord
has
mercifully
turned
again
the
captivity
of
Sion
.
Yon
devil
’
s
spawn
,
Montrose
-
-
alas
that
he
should
take
his
name
from
a
burgh
of
which
worthy
Mr
.
Saunders
Linklater
was
so
long
the
faithful
minister
!
-
-
yon
Montrose
,
I
say
,
approaches
the
end
of
his
tether
.
It
has
been
a
long
tether
,
and
he
has
ravened
like
a
hungry
hound
,
but
he
will
soon
be
back
on
his
haunches
with
the
rope
tightening
at
his
thrapple
.
The
Almighty
has
wysed
him
with
a
sure
hand
intil
the
snare
that
was
prepared
for
him
.
"
"
Has
he
been
defeated
?
"
David
asked
.
"
By
this
time
there
is
good
hope
that
he
has
been
scattered
to
the
four
airts
of
Heaven
.
After
his
savageries
in
the
north
he
marches
south
to
rend
the
fair
fields
of
Stirling
and
the
Lennox
,
and
summon
the
towns
of
Glasgow
and
Embro
,
whilk
are
the
citadels
of
our
faith
.
Like
Jeshurun
he
has
waxed
fat
and
kicked
,
but
his
pride
will
have
a
fearful
fall
;
for
long
ere
he
wins
to
Clyde
the
trap
will
be
sprung
.
He
is
bye
Perth
,
and
at
this
moment
,
I
trow
,
at
the
skirts
of
the
Ochils
.
Before
him
lie
Argyll
and
Baillie
with
horse
and
foot
,
which
are
to
his
heathen
hirelings
as
four
men
to
one
.
The
faithful
folk
of
Fife
are
marching
cannily
against
his
left
flank
,
and
mustering
from
the
Glasgow
airt
against
his
right
are
the
braw
lads
of
the
West
,
led
by
those
well
-
disposed
noblemen
,
the
Earl
of
Eglinton
,
the
Earl
of
Cassilis
,
and
the
Earl
of
Glencairn
.
More
-
-
all
the
gentry
of
Clydesdale
are
on
the
road
,
commanded
by
the
Earl
of
Lanark
,
and
him
and
his
Hamiltons
are
waiting
to
soop
up
the
remnants
of
that
which
Argyll
will
shatter
.
Isna
that
a
bonny
tale
,
Mr
.
Sempill
?
Isna
that
a
joyful
recalling
of
our
bondage
,
even
as
streams
of
water
in
the
south
?
"
David
assented
,
but
to
his
surprise
his
interest
was
faint
.
He
had
more
pressing
problems
than
the
public
captivity
of
Israel
.
"
And
now
for
other
matters
,
"
said
Mr
.
Muirhead
,
setting
his
mouth
again
in
severe
lines
.
"
I
have
word
of
grave
mishandling
at
Woodilee
.
You
have
created
a
stramash
in
the
doucest
and
most
God
-
regarding
parish
in
the
presbytery
of
Aller
.
You
are
sinning
away
your
mercies
,
sir
.
"
