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Greyfriars Bobby
by Eleanor Atkinson
I。
When the time…gun boomed from Edinburgh Castle； Bobby gave a startled yelp。 He was only a little country dogthe very youngest and smallest and shaggiest of Skye terriers…bred on a heathery slope of the Pentland hills； where the loudest sound was the bark of a collie or the tinkle of a sheep…bell。 That morning he had come to the weekly market with Auld Jock； a farm laborer； and the Grassmarket of the Scottish capital lay in the narrow valley at the southern base of Castle Crag。 Two hundred feet above it the time…gun was mounted in the half…moon battery on an overhanging； crescent…shaped ledge of rock。 In any part of the city the report of the one…o'clock gun was sufficiently alarming； but in the Grassmarket it was an earth…rending explosion directly overhead。 It needed to be heard but once there to be registered on even a little dog's brain。 Bobby had heard it many times； and he never failed to yelp a sharp protest at the outrage to his ears； but； as the gunshot was always followed by a certain happy event； it started in his active little mind a train of pleasant associations。
In Bobby's day of youth； and that was in 1858； when Queen Victoria was a happy wife and mother； with all her bairns about her knees in Windsor or Balmoral； the Grassmarket of Edinburgh was still a bit of the Middle Ages； as picturesquely decaying and Gothic as German Nuremberg。 Beside the classic corn exchange； it had no modern buildings。 North and south； along its greatest length； the sunken quadrangle was faced by tall； old； timber…fronted houses of stone； plastered like swallows' nests to the rocky slopes behind them。
Across the eastern end； where the valley suddenly narrowed to the ravine…like street of the Cowgate； the market was spanned by the lofty； crowded arches of George IV Bridge。 This high…hung； viaduct thoroughfare； that carried a double line of buildings within its parapet； leaped the gorge； from the tall； old； Gothic rookeries on High Street ridge； just below the Castle esplanade。 It cleared the roofs of the tallest； oldest houses that swarmed up the steep banks from the Cowgate； and ran on； by easy descent； to the main gateway of Greyfriars kirkyard at the lower top of the southern rise。
Greyfriars' two kirks formed together； under one continuous roof； a long； low； buttressed building without tower or spire。 The new kirk was of Queen Anne's day； but the old kirk was built before ever the Pilgrims set sail for America。 It had been but one of several sacred buildings； set in a monastery garden that sloped pleasantly to the open valley of the Grassmarket； and looked up the Castle heights unhindered。 In Bobby's day this garden had shrunk to a long； narrow； high…piled burying…ground； that extended from the rear of the line of buildings that fronted on the market； up the slope； across the hilltop； and to where the land began to fall away again； down the Burghmuir。 From the Grassmarket； kirk and kirkyard lay hidden behind and above the crumbling grandeur of noble halls and mansions that had fallen to the grimiest tenements of Edinburgh's slums。 From the end of the bridge approach there was a glimpse of massive walls； of pointed windows； and of monumental tombs through a double…leafed gate of wrought iron； that was alcoved and wedged in between the ancient guildhall of the candlemakers and a row of prosperous little shops in Greyfriars Place。
A rock…rimmed quarry pit； in the very heart of Old Edinburgh； the Grassmarket was a place of historic echoes。 The yelp of a little dog there would scarce seem worthy of record。 More in harmony with its stirring history was the report of the time…gun。 At one o'clock every day； there was a puff of smoke high up in the blue or gray or squally sky； then a deafening crash and a back fire fusillade of echoes。 The oldest frequenter of the market never got used to it。 On Wednesday； as the shot broke across the babel of shrill bargaining； every man in the place jumped； and not one was quicker of recovery than wee Bobby。 Instantly ashamed； as an intelligent little dog who knew the import of the gun should be； Bobby denied his alarm in a tiny pink yawn of boredom。 Then he went briskly about his urgent business of finding Auld Jock。
The market was closed。 In five minutes the great open space was as empty of living men as Greyfriars kirkyard on a week…day。 Drovers and hostlers disappeared at once into the cheap and noisy entertainment of the White Hart Inn that fronted the market and set its squalid back against Castle Rock。 Farmers rapidly deserted it for the clean country。 Dwellers in the tenements darted up wynds and blind closes； climbed twisting turnpike stairs to windy roosts under the gables； or they scuttled through noble doors into foul courts and hallways。 Beggars and pickpockets swarmed under the arches of the bridge； to swell the evil smelling human river that flowed at the dark and slimy bottom of the Cowgate。
A chill November wind tore at the creaking iron cross of the Knights of St。 John； on the highest gable of the Temple tenements； that turned its decaying back on the kirkyard of the Greyfriars。 Low clouds were tangled and torn on the Castle battlements。 A few horses stood about； munching oats from feed…boxes。 Flocks of sparrows fluttered down from timbered galleries and rocky ledges to feast on scattered grain。 Swallows wheeled in wide； descending spirals from mud villages under the cornices to catch flies。 Rats scurried out of holes and gleaned in the deserted corn exchange。 And 'round and 'round the empty market…place raced the frantic little terrier in search of Auld Jock。
Bobby knew； as well as any man； that it was the dinner hour。 With the time…gun it was Auld Jock's custom to go up to a snug little restaurant； that was patronized chiefly by the decent poor small shopkeepers； clerks； tenant farmers； and medical students living in cheap lodgingsin Greyfriars Place。 There； in Ye Olde Greyfriars Dining…Rooms； owned by Mr。 John Traill； and four doors beyond the kirkyard gate； was a cozy little inglenook that Auld Jock and Bobby had come to look upon as their own。 At its back； above a recessed oaken settle and a table； a tiny paned window looked up and over a retaining wall into the ancient place of the dead。
The view of the heaped…up and crowded mounds and thickets of old slabs and throughstones； girt all about by time…stained monuments and vaults； and shut in on the north and east by the backs of shops and lofty slum tenements； could not be said to be cheerful。 It suited Auld Jock； however； for what mind he had was of a melancholy turn。 From his place on the floor； between his master's hob…nailed boots； Bobby could not see the kirkyard； but it would not； in any case； have depressed his spirits。 He did not know the face of death and； a merry little ruffian of a terrier； he was ready for any adventure。
On the stone gate pillar was a notice in plain English that no dogs were permitted in Greyfriars。 As well as if he could read； Bobby knew that the kirkyard was forbidden ground。 He had learned that by bitter experience。 Once； when the little wicket gate that held the two tall leaves ajar by day； chanced to be open； he had joyously chased a cat across the graves and over the western wall onto the broad green lawn of Heriot's Hospital。
There the little dog's escapade bred other mischief； for Heriot's Hospital was not a hospital at all； in the modern English sense of being a refuge for the sick。 Built and christened in a day when a Stuart king reigned in Holyrood Palace； and French was spoken in the Scottish court； Heriot's was a splendid pile of a charity school； all towers and battlements； and cheerful color； and countless beautiful windows。 Endowed by a beruffed and doubleted goldsmith； 〃Jinglin' Geordie〃 Heriot； who had 〃nae brave laddie o' his ain；〃 it was devoted to the care and education of 〃puir orphan an' faderless boys。〃 There it had stood for more than two centuries； in a spacious park； like the country…seat of a Lowland laird； but hemmed in by sordid markets and swarming slums。 The region round about furnished an unfailing supply of 〃puir orphan an' faderless boys〃 who were as light…hearted and irresponsible as Bobby。
Hundreds of the Heriot laddies were out in the noon recess； playing cricket and leap…frog； when Bobby chased that unlucky cat over the kirkyard wall。 He could go no farther himself； but the laddies took up the pursuit； yelling like Highland clans of old in a foray across the border。 The unholy din disturbed the sacred peace of the kirkyard。 Bobby dashed back； barking furiously； in pure exuberance of spirits。 He tumbled gaily over grassy hummocks； frisked saucily around terrifying old mausoleums； wriggled under the most enticing of low…set table tombs and sprawled； exhausted； but still happy and noisy； at Auld Jock's feet。
It was a scandalous thing to happen in any kirkyard！ The angry caretaker was instantly out of his little stone lodge by the gate and taking Auld Jock sharply to task for Bobby's misbehavior。 The pious old shepherd； shocked him self and publicly disgraced； stood； bonnet in hand； humbly apologetic。 Seeing that his master was getting the worst of it； Bobby rushed into the fray； an animat
