chronicles of the canongate-第29节
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and beheld； not without some sense of awe； a female form seated by the stem of the oak； with her head drooping； her hands clasped； and a dark…coloured mantle drawn over her head； exactly as Judah is represented in the Syrian medals as seated under her palm… tree。 I was infected with the fear and reverence which my guide seemed to entertain towards this solitary being； nor did I think of advancing towards her to obtain a nearer view until I had cast an enquiring look on Donald； to which be replied in a half whisper； 〃She has been a fearfu' bad woman； my leddy。〃
〃Mad woman； said you；〃 replied I； hearing him imperfectly； 〃then she is perhaps dangerous？〃
〃Noshe is not mad；〃 replied Donald； 〃for then it may be she would be happier than she is； though when she thinks on what she has done； and caused to be done； rather than yield up a hair… breadth of her ain wicked will； it is not likely she can be very well settled。 But she neither is mad nor mischievous； and yet； my leddy； I think you had best not go nearer to her。〃 And then； in a few hurried words； he made me acquainted with the story which I am now to tell more in detail。 I heard the narrative with a mixture of horror and sympathy； which at once impelled me to approach the sufferer； and speak to her the words of comfort； or rather of pity； and at the same time made me afraid to do so。
This indeed was the feeling with which she was regarded by the Highlanders in the neighbourhood； who looked upon Elspat MacTavish； or the Woman of the Tree； as they called her； as the Greeks considered those who were pursued by the Furies； and endured the mental torment consequent on great criminal actions。 They regarded such unhappy beings as Orestes and OEdipus； as being less the voluntary perpetrators of their crimes than as the passive instruments by which the terrible decrees of Destiny had been accomplished； and the fear with which they beheld them was not unmingled with veneration。
I also learned further from Donald MacLeish； that there was some apprehension of ill luck attending those who had the boldness to approach too near； or disturb the awful solitude of a being so unutterably miserablethat it was supposed that whosoever approached her must experience in some respect the contagion of her wretchedness。
It was therefore with some reluctance that Donald saw me prepare to obtain a nearer view of the sufferer； and that he himself followed to assist me in the descent down a very rough path。 I believe his regard for me conquered some ominous feelings in his own breast； which connected his duty on this occasion with the presaging fear of lame horses； lost linch…pins； overturns； and other perilous chances of the postilion's life。
I am not sure if my own courage would have carried me so close to Elspat had he not followed。 There was in her countenance the stern abstraction of hopeless and overpowering sorrow； mixed with the contending feelings of remorse； and of the pride which struggled to conceal it。 She guessed； perhaps； that it was curiosity； arising out of her uncommon story； which induced me to intrude on her solitude； and she could not be pleased that a fate like hers had been the theme of a traveller's amusement。 Yet the look with which she regarded me was one of scorn instead of embarrassment。 The opinion of the world and all its children could not add or take an iota from her load of misery； and； save from the half smile that seemed to intimate the contempt of a being rapt by the very intensity of her affliction above the sphere of ordinary humanities； she seemed as indifferent to my gaze； as if she had been a dead corpse or a marble statue。
Elspat was above the middle stature。 Her hair； now grizzled； was still profuse； and it had been of the most decided black。 So were her eyes； in which； contradicting the stern and rigid features of her countenance； there shone the wild and troubled light that indicates an unsettled mind。 Her hair was wrapt round a silver bodkin with some attention to neatness； and her dark mantle was disposed around her with a degree of taste； though the materials were of the most ordinary sort。
After gazing on this victim of guilt and calamity till I was ashamed to remain silent； though uncertain how I ought to address her； I began to express my surprise at her choosing such a desert and deplorable dwelling。 She cut short these expressions of sympathy； by answering in a stern voice； without the least change of countenance or posture； 〃Daughter of the stranger； he has told you my story。〃 I was silenced at once； and felt how little all earthly accommodation must seem to the mind which had such subjects as hers for rumination。 Without again attempting to open the conversation； I took a piece of gold from my purse； （for Donald had intimated she lived on alms）； expecting she would at least stretch her hand to receive it。 But she neither accepted nor rejected the gift； she did not even seem to notice it； though twenty times as valuable； probably； as was usually offered。 I was obliged to place it on her knee； saying involuntarily； as I did so； 〃May God pardon you and relieve you！〃 I shall never forget the look which she cast up to Heaven； nor the tone in which she exclaimed； in the very words of my old friend John Home；
〃My beautifulmy brave！〃
It was the language of nature； and arose from the heart of the deprived mother； as it did from that gifted imaginative poet while furnishing with appropriate expressions the ideal grief of Lady Randolph。
CHAPTER II。
Oh； I'm come to the Low Country； Och； och； ohonochie； Without a penny in my pouch To buy a meal for me。 I was the proudest of my clan； Long； long may I repine； And Donald was the bravest man； And Donald he was mine。 OLD SONG。
Elspat had enjoyed happy days； though her age had sunk into hopeless and inconsolable sorrow and distress。 She was once the beautiful and happy wife of Hamish MacTavish； for whom his strength and feats of prowess had gained the title of MacTavish Mhor。 His life was turbulent and dangerous； his habits being of the old Highland stamp which esteemed it shame to want anything that could be had for the taking。 Those in the Lowland line who lay near him； and desired to enjoy their lives and property in quiet； were contented to pay him a small composition； in name of protection money； and comforted themselves with the old proverb that it was better to 〃fleech the deil than fight him。〃 Others； who accounted such composition dishonourable； were often surprised by MacTavish Mhor and his associates and followers； who usually inflicted an adequate penalty； either in person or property； or both。 The creagh is yet remembered in which he swept one hundred and fifty cows from Monteith in one drove； and how he placed the laird of Ballybught naked in a slough； for having threatened to send for a party of the Highland Watch to protect his property。
Whatever were occasionally the triumphs of this daring cateran； they were often exchanged for reverses； and his narrow escapes； rapid flights； and the ingenious stratagems with which he extricated himself from imminent danger； were no less remembered and admired than the exploits in which he had been successful。 In weal or woe； through every species of fatigue； difficulty； and danger； Elspat was his faithful companion。 She enjoyed with him the fits of occasional prosperity； and when adversity pressed them hard； her strength of mind； readiness of wit； and courageous endurance of danger and toil； are said often to have stimulated the exertions of her husband。
Their morality was of the old Highland castfaithful friends and fierce enemies。 The Lowland herds and harvests they accounted their own； whenever they had the means of driving off the one or of seizing upon the other； nor did the least scruple on the right of property interfere on such occasions。 Hamish Mhor argued like the old Cretan warrior：
〃My sword； my spear； my shaggy shield； They make me lord of all below； For he who dreads the lance to wield； Before my shaggy shield must bow。 His lands； his vineyards； must resign； And all that cowards have is mine。〃
But those days of perilous； though frequently successful depredation； began to be abridged after the failure of the expedition of Prince Charles Edward。 MacTavish Mhor had not sat still on that occasion； and he was outlawed； both as a traitor to the state and as a robber and cateran。 Garrisons were now settled in many places where a red…coat had never before been seen； and the Saxon war…drum resounded among the most hidden recesses of the Highland mountains。 The fate of MacTavish became every day more inevitable； and it was the more difficult for him to make his exertions for defence or escape； that Elspat； amid his evil days； had increased his family with an infant child； which was a considerable encumbrance upon the necessary rapidity of their motions。
At length the fatal day arrived。 In a strong pass on the skirts of Ben Crunchan； the celebrated MacTavish Mhor was surprised by a detachment of the Sidier Roy。 ＇The Red Soldier。＇ His wife assisted him heroically； charging his piece from time to time； and as they were in possession of
