patron, had it not been - strangely enough - for the circumstance

of his extreme unpopularity.

This was the work of Tam Macmorland. There was not much harm in

Tam; but he had that grievous weakness, a long tongue; and as the

only man in that country who had been out - or, rather, who had

come in again - he was sure of listeners. Those that have the

underhand in any fighting, I have observed, are ever anxious to

persuade themselves they were betrayed. By Tam's account of it,

the rebels had been betrayed at every turn and by every officer

they had; they had been betrayed at Derby, and betrayed at Falkirk;

the night march was a step of treachery of my Lord George's; and

Culloden was lost by the treachery of the Macdonalds. This habit

of imputing treason grew upon the fool, till at last he must have

in Mr. Henry also. Mr. Henry (by his account) had betrayed the

lads of Durrisdeer; he had promised to follow with more men, and

instead of that he had ridden to King George. "Ay, and the next

day!" Tam would cry. "The puir bonnie Master, and the puir, kind

lads that rade wi' him, were hardly ower the scaur, or he was aff -

the Judis! Ay, weel - he has his way o't: he's to be my lord, nae

less, and there's mony a cold corp amang the Hieland heather!" And

at this, if Tam had been drinking, he would begin to weep.

Let anyone speak long enough, he will get believers. This view of

Mr. Henry's behaviour crept about the country by little and little;

it was talked upon by folk that knew the contrary, but were short

of topics; and it was heard and believed and given out for gospel

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