The Annals of the Parish | Page 9

did more to
improve the ways of the parishioners, in their domestic concerns, than
did that worthy and innocent creature, Nanse Banks, the schoolmistress;
and she was a great loss when she was removed, as it is to be hoped, to
a better world; but anent this I shall have to speak more at large
hereafter.
It was in this year that my patron, the Laird of Breadland, departed this
life, and I preached his funeral sermon; but he was non-beloved in the
parish; for my people never forgave him for putting me upon them,
although they began to be more on a familiar footing with myself. This
was partly owing to my first wife, Betty Lanshaw, who was an active
throughgoing woman, and wonderfu' useful to many of the cottars'
wives at their lying-in; and when a death happened among them, her
helping hand, and any thing we had at the manse, was never wanting;
and I went about myself to the bedsides of the frail, leaving no stone
unturned to win the affections of my people, which, by the blessing of
the Lord, in process of time, was brought to a bearing.
But a thing happened in this year, which deserves to be recorded, as
manifesting what effect the smuggling was beginning to take in the
morals of the country side. One Mr Macskipnish, of Highland

parentage, who had been a valet-de-chambre with a major in the
campaigns, and taken a prisoner with him by the French, he having
come home in a cartel, took up a dancing-school at Irville, the which art
he had learnt in the genteelest fashion, in the mode of Paris, at the
French court. Such a thing as a dancing-school had never, in the
memory of man, been known in our country side; and there was such a
sound about the steps and cottillions of Mr Macskipnish, that every lad
and lass, that could spare time and siller, went to him, to the great
neglect of their work. The very bairns on the loan, instead of their
wonted play, gaed linking and louping in the steps of Mr Macskipnish,
who was, to be sure, a great curiosity, with long spindle legs, his breast
shot out like a duck's, and his head powdered and frizzled up like a
tappit-hen. He was, indeed, the proudest peacock that could be seen,
and he had a ring on his finger, and when he came to drink his tea at the
Breadland, he brought no hat on his head, but a droll cockit thing under
his arm, which, he said, was after the manner of the courtiers at the
petty suppers of one Madam Pompadour, who was at that time the
concubine of the French king.
I do not recollect any other remarkable thing that happened in this year.
The harvest was very abundant, and the meal so cheap, that it caused a
great defect in my stipend; so that I was obligated to postpone the
purchase of a mahogany scrutoire for my study, as I had intended. But I
had not the heart to complain of this: on the contrary, I rejoiced thereat;
for what made me want my scrutoire till another year, had carried
blitheness into the hearth of the cottar, and made the widow's heart sing
with joy; and I would have been an unnatural creature, had I not joined
in the universal gladness, because plenty did abound.
CHAPTER III
YEAR 1762

The third year of my ministry was long held in remembrance for
several very memorable things. William Byres of the Loanhead had a
cow that calved two calves at one calving; Mrs Byres, the same year,

had twins, male and female; and there was such a crop on his fields,
testifying that the Lord never sends a mouth into the world without
providing meat for it. But what was thought a very daunting sign of
something, happened on the Sacrament Sabbath at the conclusion of the
action sermon, when I had made a very suitable discourse. The day was
tempestuous, and the wind blew with such a pith and birr, that I thought
it would have twirled the trees in the kirkyard out by the roots, and,
blowing in this manner, it tirled the thack from the rigging of the manse
stable; and the same blast that did that, took down the lead that was on
the kirk-roof, which hurled off, as I was saying, at the conclusion of the
action sermon, with such a dreadful sound, as the like was never heard,
and all the congregation thought that it betokened a mutation to me.
However, nothing particular happened to me; but the smallpox came in
among the weans of the parish, and the smashing that it made of the
poor bits o' bairns