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Updated: June 7, 2025
Always I kept telling myself that I must be brave, for Ringan had praised my courage, and I had a conviction that nothing that man could do would shake me. Thanks be to God, my quick fancy was dulled, and I did not try to look into the future. I lived for the moment, and I was resolved that the moment should find me unmoved.
Nothing could be attempted till the next night, or rather morning, and Sigismund decided on sending a messenger down to the Franciscans to borrow or purchase a rope, while George and Ringan, more used to shifts, proceeded to twist together all the horses' halters they could collect, so as to form a strong cable.
If not, we have here tar and feathers and sundry other adornments, and to-morrow's morn will behold a pretty sight. Choose, you Scots swine." In the excess of his zeal, he smashed with the handle of his sword a clock I had but lately got from Glasgow. Ringan signed to me to keep my temper. He pretended to be in a great taking.
'Don it, Ringan, as thou wouldst obey me. 'His father's son is not his own father, said Ringan sulkily. 'Then tak' thy choice of wearing it, or winning hame as thou canst most like hanging on the nearest oak. 'And I'd gey liefer than demean myself in the Drummond thyme! replied Ringan, half turning away.
"Then pray show me what you call the worst." Ringan grinned at me ruefully. "Where do you wish yourself at this moment, Andrew?" "On the top of this damned mountain," I grunted. "Not for me," he said. "Give me the Dry Tortugas, on a moonlight night when the breaming fires burn along the shore, and the lads are singing 'Spanish Ladies. Or, better still, the little isle of St.
I never breathed a word about the night's doings, nor for divers reasons did Ringan; but the story got about, and the young fools were the laughing-stock of the place. But there was a good deal of wrath, too, that a trader should have presumed so far, and I felt that things were gathering to a crisis with me.
"I care nae, Ringan, if I ne'er come back; for though we hae lang dwelt in affection together yon'er, thae that were most precious to me are now both aneath the sod," alluding to his wife who had been several years dead, and poor Bell, that lovely rose which the ruthless spoiler had so trampled into the earth.
Ringan seemed to feel the cold the worst of us, for he had spent his days in the hot seas of the south. He put his horse-blanket over his shoulders, and cut a comical figure with his red face peeping from its folds. "Lord," he would cry, "I wish I was in the Dry Tortugas or snug in the beach-house at the Isle o' Pines.
"If they had come down on us yelling for our scalps, we would have had a merry meeting. But they're either gone to bring their friends or they're trying to take us in the back. I'll guard the front, and you keep your eyes on the hinder parts, though a jackdaw could scarcely win over these craigs." A sudden burst of sun came out, while Ringan and I waited uneasily.
But I came out of the pickle, and lived to make the men that put me there sorry they had been born. Ay, and I've seen my grave dug, and my dead clothes ready, and in a week I was making napkins out of them. There's a wonderful kindness in Providence to mettled folk." "Ay, Ringan, but that was only the risk of your own neck. I think I could endure that.
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