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determination will enable him to run with the horse; to swim with 
the fish; and assuredly to compete with the chamois and the goat in 
agility and sureness of foot。  To scale the rock was merely child's 
play for the Edinbro' callants。  It was my own favourite diversion。  
I soon found that the rock contained all manner of strange crypts; 
crannies; and recesses; where owls nestled; and the weasel brought 
forth her young; here and there were small natural platforms; 
overgrown with long grass and various kinds of plants; where the 
climber; if so disposed; could stretch himself; and either give his 
eyes to sleep or his mind to thought; for capital places were these 
same platforms either for repose or meditation。  The boldest 
features of the rock are descried on the northern side; where; 
after shelving down gently from the wall for some distance; it 
terminates abruptly in a precipice; black and horrible; of some 
three hundred feet at least; as if the axe of nature had been here 
employed cutting sheer down; and leaving behind neither excrescence 
nor spur … a dizzy precipice it is; assimilating much to those so 
frequent in the flinty hills of Northern Africa; and exhibiting 
some distant resemblance to that of Gibraltar; towering in its 
horridness above the Neutral Ground。
It was now holiday time; and having nothing particular wherewith to 
occupy myself; I not unfrequently passed the greater part of the 
day upon the rocks。  Once; after scaling the western crags; and 
creeping round a sharp angle of the wall; overhung by a kind of 
watch…tower; I found myself on the northern side。  Still keeping 
close to the wall; I was proceeding onward; for I was bent upon a 
long excursion which should embrace half the circuit of the Castle; 
when suddenly my eye was attracted by the appearance of something 
red; far below me; I stopped short; and; looking fixedly upon it; 
perceived that it was a human being in a kind of red jacket; seated 
on the extreme verge of the precipice which I have already made a 
faint attempt to describe。  Wondering who it could be; I shouted; 
but it took not the slightest notice; remaining as immovable as the 
rock on which it sat。  'I should never have thought of going near 
that edge;' said I to myself; 'however; as you have done it; why 
should not I?  And I should like to know who you are。'  So I 
commenced the descent of the rock; but with great care; for I had 
as yet never been in a situation so dangerous; a slight moisture 
exuded from the palms of my hands; my nerves were tingling; and my 
brain was somewhat dizzy … and now I had arrived within a few yards 
of the figure; and had recognised it:  it was the wild drummer who 
had turned the tide of battle in the bicker on the Castle Brae。  A 
small stone which I dislodged now rolled down the rock; and tumbled 
into the abyss close beside him。  He turned his head; and after 
looking at me for a moment somewhat vacantly; he resumed his former 
attitude。  I drew yet nearer to the horrible edge not close; 
however; for fear was on me。
'What are you thinking of; David?' said I; as I sat behind him and 
trembled; for I repeat that I was afraid。
DAVID HAGGART。  I was thinking of Willie Wallace。
MYSELF。  You had better be thinking of yourself; man。  A strange 
place this to come to and think of William Wallace。
DAVID HAGGART。  Why so?  Is not his tower just beneath our feet?
MYSELF。  You mean the auld ruin by the side of the Nor Loch … the 
ugly stane bulk; from the foot of which flows the spring into the 
dyke where the watercresses grow?
DAVID HAGGART。  Just sae; Geordie。
MYSELF。  And why were ye thinking of him?  The English hanged him 
long since; as I have heard say。
DAVID HAGGART。  I was thinking that I should wish to be like him。
MYSELF。  Do ye mean that ye would wish to be hanged?
DAVID HAGGART。  I wadna flinch from that; Geordie; if I might be a 
great man first。
MYSELF。  And wha kens; Davie; how great you may be; even without 
hanging?  Are ye not in the high road of preferment?  Are ye not a 
bauld drummer already?  Wha kens how high ye may rise? perhaps to 
be general; or drum…major。
DAVID HAGGART。  I hae nae wish to be drum…major; it were nae great 
things to be like the doited carle; Else…than…gude; as they call 
him; and; troth; he has nae his name for naething。  But I should 
have nae objection to be a general; and to fight the French and 
Americans; and win myself a name and a fame like Willie Wallace; 
and do brave deeds; such as I have been reading about in his story 
book。
MYSELF。  Ye are a fule; Davie; the story book is full of lies。  
Wallace; indeed! the wuddie rebel!  I have heard my father say that 
the Duke of Cumberland was worth twenty of Willie Wallace。
DAVID HAGGART。  Ye had better sae naething agin Willie Wallace; 
Geordie; for; if ye do; De'il hae me; if I dinna tumble ye doon the 
craig。
Fine materials in that lad for a hero; you will say。  Yes; indeed; 
for a hero; or for what he afterwards became。  In other times; and 
under other circumstances; he might have made what is generally 
termed a great man; a patriot; or a conqueror。  As it was; the very 
qualities which might then have pushed him on to fortune and renown 
were the cause of his ruin。  The war over; he fell into evil 
courses; for his wild heart and ambitious spirit could not brook 
the sober and quiet pursuits of honest industry。
'Can an Arabian steed submit to be a vile drudge?' I cries the 
fatalist。  Nonsense!  A man is not an irrational creature; but a 
reasoning being; and has something within him beyond mere brutal 
instinct。  The greatest victory which a man can achieve is over 
himself; by which is meant those unruly passions which are not 
convenient to the time and place。  David did not do this; he gave 
the reins to his wild heart; instead of curbing it; and became a 
robber; and; alas! alas! he shed blood … under peculiar 
circumstances; it is true; and without MALICE PREPENSE … and for 
that blood he eventually died; and justly; for it was that of the 
warden of a prison from which he was escaping; and whom he slew 
with one blow of his stalwart arm。
Tamerlane and Haggart!  Haggart and Tamerlane!  Both these men were 
robbers; and of low birth; yet one perished on an ignoble scaffold; 
and the other died emperor of the world。  Is this justice?  The 
ends of the two men were widely dissimilar … yet what is the 
intrinsic difference between them?  Very great indeed; the one 
acted according to his lights and his country; not so the other。  
Tamerlane was a heathen; and acted according to his lights; he was 
a robber where all around were robbers; but he became the avenger 
of God … God's scourge on unjust kings; on the cruel Bajazet; who 
had plucked out his own brothers' eyes; he became to a certain 
extent the purifier of the East; its regenerator; his equal never 
was before; nor has it since been seen。  Here the wild heart was 
profitably employed; the wild strength; the teeming brain。  Onward; 
Lame one!  Onward; Tamur … lank!  Haggart 。 。 。 。
But peace to thee; poor David! why should a mortal worm be sitting 
in judgment over thee?  The Mighty and Just One has already judged 
thee; and perhaps above thou hast received pardon for thy crimes; 
which could not be pardoned here below; and now that thy feverish 
existence has closed; and thy once active form become inanimate 
dust; thy very memory all but forgotten; I will say a few words 
about thee; a few words soon also to be forgotten。  Thou wast the 
most extraordinary robber that ever lived within the belt of 
Britain; Scotland rang with thy exploits; and England; too; north 
of the Humber; strange deeds also didst thou achieve when; fleeing 
from justice; thou didst find thyself in the Sister Isle; busy wast 
thou there in town and on curragh; at fair and race…course; and 
also in the solitary place。  Ireland thought thee her child; for 
who spoke her brogue better than thyself? … she felt proud of thee; 
and said; 'Sure; O'Hanlon is come again。'  What might not have been 
thy fate in the far west in America; whither thou hadst turned 
thine eye; saying; 'I will go there; and become an honest man!'  
But thou wast not to go there; David … the blood which thou hadst 
shed in Scotland was to be required of thee; the avenger was at 
hand; the avenger of blood。  Seized; manacled; brought back to thy 
native land; condemned to die; thou wast left in thy narrow cell; 
and told to make the most of thy time; for it was short:  and 
there; in thy narrow cell; and thy time so short; thou didst put 
the crowning stone to thy strange deeds; by that strange history of 
thyself; penned by thy own hand in the robber tongue。  Thou 
mightest have been better employed; David! … but the ruling passion 
was strong with thee; eve