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Updated: June 4, 2025
Soulis cam first into Ba'weary, he was still a young man a callant, the folk said fu' o' book learnin' and grand at the exposition, but, as was natural in sae young a man, wi' nae leevin' experience in religion.
Onyway, it behooved him to get an auld, decent wife to keep the manse for him an' see to his bit denners; and he was recommended to an auld limmer, Janet M'Clour, they ca'd her, and sae far left to himsel' as to be ower-persuaded. There was mony advised him to the contrar', for Janet was mair than suspeckit by the best folk in Ba'weary.
That was a nicht that has never been forgotten in Ba'weary, the nicht o' the seeventeenth of August, seventeen hun'er' an' twal'. It had been het afore, as I hae said, but that nicht it was hetter than ever.
'Save us a'! Ye're no wise, minister. There's nae black man in a Ba'weary. But she didnae speak plain, ye maun understand; but yam-yammered, like a powney wi' the bit in its moo. 'Weel, says he, 'Janet, if there was nae black man, I have spoken with the Accuser of the Brethren. And he sat down like ane wi' a fever, an' his teeth chittered in his heid.
Up she got, an' there wasnae an auld story in Ba'weary but she gart somebody lowp for it that day; they couldnae say ae thing but she could say twa to it; till, at the hinder end, the guidwives up and claught haud of her, and clawed the coats aff her back, and pu'd her doun the clachan to the water o' Dule, to see if she were a witch or no, soum or droun.
There were mony grave folk lang ower their prayers that nicht; but when the morn cam' there was sic a fear fell upon a' Ba'weary that the bairns hid theirsel's, and even the men folk stood and keekit frae their doors.
"Save us a'! Ye 're no wise, minister. There's nae black man in a' Ba'weary." But she didna speak plain, ye maun understand; but yam-yammered, like a powny wi' the bit in its moo. "Weel," says he, "Janet, if there was nae black man, I have spoken with the Accuser of the Brethren." And he sat down like ane wi' a fever, an' his teeth chittered in his heid.
Sae doun he sat, and thocht of a' that had come an' gane since he was in Ba'weary, an' his hame, an' the days when he was a bairn an' ran daffin' on the braes; and that black man aye ran in his heid like the ower-come of a sang. Aye the mair he thocht, the mair he thocht o' the black man.
As for Janet she cam an' she gaed; if she didnae speak muckle afore, it was reason she should speak less then; she meddled naebody; but she was an eldritch thing to see, an' nane wad hae mistrysted wi' her for Ba'weary glebe.
Abune Hangin' Shaw, in the bield o' the Black Hill, there's a bit enclosed grund wi' an iron yett; and it seems, in the auld days, that was the kirkyaird o' Ba'weary, and consecrated by the Papists before the blessed licht shone upon the kingdom. It was a great howff o' Mr. Soulis's, onyway; there he would sit an' consider his sermons; and indeed it's a bieldy bit.
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