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The stone on which these lines were inscribed covered, according to the same authority, "the body of Margaret Wilson, who was drowned in the water of the Blednock upon the 11th of May, 1684 , by the Laird of Lagg."
"Grace had it last," volunteered Amy. "She said she did not want to forget " "Oh, we know what Grace doesn't want to forget," interrupted Mollie with a laugh. "Produce that list, Grace," and it was forthcoming. "You see we have let our supplies run low," remarked Betty as she gave her order, "Are you going on a long cruise?" Mr. Lagg, wanted to know.
"But we must get in plenty of supplies. Let's go over and call on Mr. Lagg," and they headed for the mainland in the motor boat. "Well, well, young ladies, I certainly am glad to see you again! Indeed I am." "Ladies, ladies, one and all, I'm very glad to have you call!" Thus Mr. Lagg made our friends welcome as they entered his "emporium," as the sign over the door had it.
In a gloomy recess among the hills, we caught a glimpse of the situation of the old castle of Lagg, a fortalice surrounded by bogs, the ancient residence of the persecutor Grierson of Lagg, and fit scene to be connected with the history of a man who could coolly stand to see innocent women drowned at a stake in the sea for conscience' sake.
In Colonel Fergusson's most entertaining chapter of family history, "The Laird of Lagg," he mentions an old lady, still alive in 1834, who remembered her grandfather's account of the execution, which he declared he had himself witnessed: "There were cluds o' folk on the sands that day in clusters here and there, praying for the women as they were put down."
Merrily the young people wandered about the store, the girls buying some notions and trinkets they thought they would need on the trip, for Mr. Lagg did a general business. "What are all you folks doing around here?" asked the storekeeper, when he had waited on some other customers. "Getting in practice for a cruise," answered Mollie.
"But the bugs, and mosquitoes not to mention frogs and snakes," came protestingly from Grace. "Oh, we've done it before, and we can use our mosquito nets," said Betty. "I heard of a nice tent, and a well-fitted up camp over on Elm Island we can hire for a week or so." "But the ghost the one Mr. Lagg told about?" asked Mollie. "We'll 'lay' the ghost!" laughed Betty.
'Sealed to Christ and His true Kirk! But when I was bigger I only wanted to meet Grierson of Lagg, and grieved that he was dead and gone and that Satan, not I, had the handling of him. My grandfather and mother.... My grandfather was among the outed ministers in Galloway.
My father was poor save in stanchness to the liberties of Kirk and kingdom. My mother was a minister's daughter, and she and her father and mother were among the persecuted for the sake of the true Reformed and Covenanted Church of Scotland. My mother had a burn in her cheek. It was put there, when she was a young lass, by order of Grierson of Lagg.
"How about chewing gum?" asked Betty. "Oh, would you?" asked Grace, in rather horrified tones. "Certainly, aboard the boat where no one will see us." "Gum, gum; chewing gum, One and two is a small sum," Mr. Lagg thus quoted as he opened the showcase. The girls made several purchases, and were treated to more of the storekeeper's amusing couplets.
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