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+                  A DOCTOR OF THE OLD SCHOOL
+
+                       by Ian Maclaren
+
+
+                         Book V.
+
+                  THE MOURNING OF THE GLEN
+
+
+
+PREFACE
+
+It is with great good will that I write this short preface to the
+edition of "A Doctor of the Old School" (which has been illustrated by
+Mr. Gordon after an admirable and understanding fashion) because there
+are two things that I should like to say to my readers, being also my
+friends.
+
+One, is to answer a question that has been often and fairly asked. Was
+there ever any doctor so self-forgetful and so utterly Christian as
+William MacLure? To which I am proud to reply, on my conscience: Not one
+man, but many in Scotland and in the South country. I will dare prophecy
+also across the sea.
+
+It has been one man's good fortune to know four country doctors, not one
+of whom was without his faults--Weelum was not perfect--but who, each
+one, might have sat for my hero. Three are now resting from their
+labors, and the fourth, if he ever should see these lines, would never
+identify himself.
+
+Then I desire to thank my readers, and chiefly the medical profession
+for the reception given to the Doctor of Drumtochty.
+
+For many years I have desired to pay some tribute to a class whose
+service to the community was known to every countryman, but after the
+tale had gone forth my heart failed. For it might have been despised
+for the little grace of letters in the style and because of the outward
+roughness of the man. But neither his biographer nor his circumstances
+have been able to obscure MacLure who has himself won all honest hearts,
+and received afresh the recognition of his more distinguished brethren.
+From all parts of the English-speaking world letters have come in
+commendation of Weelum MacLure, and many were from doctors who had
+received new courage. It is surely more honor than a new writer could
+ever have deserved to receive the approbation of a profession whose
+charity puts us all to shame.
+
+May I take this first opportunity to declare how deeply my heart has
+been touched by the favor shown to a simple book by the American people,
+and to express my hope that one day it may be given me to see you face
+to face.
+
+IAN MACLAREN. Liverpool, Oct. 4, 1895.
+
+
+
+                   THE MOURNING OF THE GLEN
+
+
+
+V.
+
+THE MOURNING OF THE GLEN.
+
+
+Dr. MacLure was buried during the great snowstorm which is still spoken
+of, and will remain the standard of snowfall in Drumtochty for the
+century. The snow was deep on the Monday, and the men that gave notice
+of his funeral had hard work to reach the doctor's distant patients.
+On Tuesday morning it began to fall again in heavy, fleecy flakes, and
+continued till Thursday, and then on Thursday the north wind rose and
+swept the snow into the hollows of the roads that went to the upland
+farms, and built it into a huge bank at the mouth of Glen Urtach, and
+laid it across our main roads in drifts of every size and the most
+lovely shapes, and filled up crevices in the hills to the depth of fifty
+feet.
+
+On Friday morning the wind had sunk to passing gusts that powdered
+your coat with white, and the sun was shining on one of those winter
+landscapes no townsman can imagine and no countryman ever forgets. The
+Glen, from end to end and side to side, was clothed in a glistering
+mantle white as no fuller on earth could white it, that flung its skirts
+over the clumps of trees and scattered farmhouses, and was only divided
+where the Tochty ran with black, swollen stream. The great moor rose and
+fell in swelling billows of snow that arched themselves over the burns,
+running deep in the mossy ground, and hid the black peat bogs with a
+thin, treacherous crust.
+
+[Illustration.]
+
+Beyond, the hills northwards and westwards stood high in white majesty,
+save where the black crags of Glen Urtach broke the line, and, above our
+lower Grampians, we caught glimpses of the distant peaks that lifted
+their heads in holiness unto God.
+
+It seemed to me a fitting day for William MacLure's funeral, rather than
+summer time, with its flowers and golden corn. He had not been a soft
+man, nor had he lived an easy life, and now he was to be laid to rest
+amid the austere majesty of winter, yet in the shining of the sun. Jamie
+Soutar, with whom I toiled across the Glen, did not think with me, but
+was gravely concerned.
+
+"Nae doot it's a graund sicht; the like o't is no gien tae us twice in
+a generation, an' nae king wes ever carried tae his tomb in sic a
+cathedral.
+
+"But it's the fouk a'm conseederin', an' hoo they'll win through; it's
+hard eneuch for them 'at's on the road, an' it's clean impossible for
+the lave.
+
+[Illustration: "TOILED ACROSS THE GLEN"]
+
+"They 'ill dae their best, every man o' them,  ye may depend on that,
+an' hed it been open weather there wudna hev been six able-bodied
+men missin'.
+
+"A' wes mad at them, because they never said onything when he wes
+leevin', but they felt for a' that what he hed dune, an', a' think, he
+kent it afore he deed.
+
+"He hed juist ae faut, tae ma thinkin', for a' never jidged the waur
+o' him for his titch of rochness--guid trees hae gnarled bark--but he
+thotched ower little o' himsel'.
+
+"Noo, gin a' hed asked him hoo mony fouk wud come tae his beerial, he
+wud hae said, 'They 'ill be Drumsheugh an' yersel', an' may be twa or
+three neeburs besides the minister,' an' the fact is that nae man in oor
+time wud hae sic a githerin' if it werena for the storm.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+"Ye see," said Jamie, who had been counting heads all morning, "there's
+six shepherds in Glen Urtaeh--they're shut up fast; an' there micht hae
+been a gude half dizen frae Dunleith wy, an' a'm telt there's nae road;
+an' there's the heich Glen, nae man cud cross the muir the day, an' it's
+aucht mile round;" and Jamie proceeded to review the Glen in every
+detail of age, driftiness of road and strength of  body, till we arrived
+at the doctor's cottage, when he had settled on a reduction of fifty
+through stress of weather.
+
+[Illustration: "ANE OF THEM GIED OWER THE HEAD IN A DRIFT, AND HIS
+NEEBURS HAD TAE PU' HIM OOT,']
+
+Drumsheugh was acknowledged as chief mourner by the Glen, and received
+us at the gate with a labored attempt at everyday manners.
+
+"Ye've hed heavy traivellin', a' doot, an' ye 'ill be cauld. It's hard
+weather for the sheep an' a'm thinkin' this 'ill be a feeding storm.
+
+"There wes nae use trying tae dig oot the front door yestreen, for it
+wud hae been drifted up again before morning. We've cleared awa the snow
+at the back for the prayer; ye 'ill get in at the kitchen door.
+
+"There's a puckle Dunleith men-----"
+
+"Wha?" cried Jamie in an instant.
+
+"Dunleith men," said Drumsheugh.
+
+"Div ye mean they're here, whar are they?"
+
+"Drying themsels at the fire, an' no withoot need; ane of them gied
+ower the head in a drift, and his neeburs hed tae pu' him oot.
+
+"It took them a gude fower oors tae get across, an' it wes coorse wark;
+they likit him weel doon that wy, an', Jamie, man"--here Drumsheugh's
+voice changed its note, and his public manner disappeared--"what div ye
+think o' this? every man o' them has on his blacks."
+
+"It's mair than cud be expeckit" said Jamie; "but whar dae yon men come
+frae, Drumsheugh?"
+
+Two men in plaids were descending the hill behind the doctor's cottage,
+taking three feet at a stride, and carrying long staffs in their hands.
+
+"They're Glen Urtach men, Jamie, for are o' them wes at Kildrummie fair
+wi' sheep, but hoo they've wun doon passes me."
+
+"It canna be, Drumsheugh," said Jamie, greatly excited. "Glen Urtach's
+steikit up wi' sna like a locked door.
+
+[Illustration: "TWO MEN IN PLAIDS WERE DESCENDING THE HILL"]
+
+"Ye're no surely frae the Glen, lads?" as the men leaped the dyke and
+crossed to the back door, the snow falling from their plaids as they
+walked.
+
+"We're that an' nae mistak, but a' thocht we wud be lickit ae place, eh,
+Charlie? a'm no sae weel acquant wi' the hill on this side, an' there
+wes some kittle (hazardous) drifts."
+
+"It wes grand o' ye tae mak the attempt," said Drumsheugh, "an' a'm gled
+ye're safe."
+
+"He cam through as bad himsel' tae help ma wife," was Charlie's reply.
+
+"They're three mair Urtach shepherds 'ill come in by sune; they're frae
+Upper Urtach an' we saw them fording the river; ma certes it took them
+a' their time, for it wes up tae their waists and rinnin' like a mill
+lade, but they jined hands and cam ower fine." And the Urtach men went
+in to the fire. The Glen began to arrive in twos and threes, and Jamie,
+from a point of vantage at the gate, and under an appearance of utter
+indifference, checked his roll till even he was satisfied.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+"Weelum MacLure 'ill hae the beerial he deserves in spite o' sna and
+drifts; it passes a' tae see hoo they've githered frae far an' near.
+
+"A'm thinkin' ye can colleck them for the minister noo, Drumsheugh.
+A'body's here except the heich Glen, an' we mauna luke for them."
+
+"Dinna be sae sure o' that, Jamie. Yon's terrible like them on the road,
+wi' Whinnie at their head;" and so it was, twelve in all, only old Adam
+Ross absent, detained by force, being eighty-two years of age.
+
+"It wud hae been temptin' Providence tae cross the muir," Whinnie
+explained, "and it's a fell stap roond; a' doot we're laist."
+
+"See, Jamie," said Drumsheugh, as he went to the house, "gin there be
+ony antern body in sicht afore we begin; we maun mak allooances the day
+wi' twa feet o' sna on the grund, tae say naethin' o' drifts."
+
+"There's something at the turnin', an' it's no fouk; it's a machine o'
+some kind or ither--maybe a bread cart that's focht its wy up."
+
+"Na, it's no that; there's twa horses, are afore the ither; if it's no a
+dogcairt wi' twa men in the front; they 'ill be comin' tae the beerial."
+"What wud ye sae, Jamie," Hillocks suggested, "but it micht be some o'
+thae Muirtown doctors? they were awfu' chief wi' MacLure."
+
+"It's nae Muirtown doctors," cried Jamie, in great exultation, "nor ony
+ither doctors. A' ken thae horses, and wha's ahind them. Quick, man,
+Hillocks, stop the fouk, and tell Drumsheugh tae come oot, for Lord
+Kilspindie hes come up frae Muirtown Castle."
+
+Jamie himself slipped behind, and did not wish to be seen.
+
+"It's the respeck he's gettin' the day frae high an' low," was Jamie's
+husky apology; "tae think o' them fetchin' their wy doon frae Glen
+Urtach, and toiling roond frae the heich Glen, an' his Lordship driving
+through the drifts a' the road frae Muirtown, juist tae honour Weelum
+MacLure's beerial.
+
+[Illustration: "TWA HORSES, ANE AFORE THE ITHER"]
+
+"It's nae ceremony the day, ye may lippen tae it; it's the hert brocht
+the fouk, an' ye  can see it in their faces; ilka man hes his ain
+reason, an' he's thinkin' on't though he's speakin' o' naethin' but the
+storm; he's mindin' the day Weelum pued him out frae the jaws o' death,
+or the nicht he savit the gude wife in her oor o' tribble.
+
+"That's why they pit on their blacks this mornin' afore it wes licht,
+and wrastled through the sna drifts at risk o' life. Drumtochty fouk
+canna say muckle, it's an awfu' peety, and they 'ill dae their best tae
+show naethin', but a' can read it a' in their een.
+
+"But wae's me"--and Jamie broke down utterly behind a fir tree, so
+tender a thing is a cynic's heart--"that fouk 'ill tak a man's best wark
+a' his days without a word an' no dae him honour till he dees. Oh, if
+they hed only githered like this juist aince when he wes livin', an' lat
+him see he hedna laboured in vain. His reward has come ower late".
+
+During Jamie's vain regret, the castle trap, bearing the marks of a wild
+passage in the snow-covered wheels, a broken shaft tied with rope, a
+twisted lamp, and the panting horses, pulled up between two rows of
+farmers, and Drumsheugh received his lordship with evident emotion.
+
+"Ma lord ... we never thocht o' this ... an' sic a road."
+
+"How are you, Drumsheugh? and how are you all this wintry day? That's
+how I'm half an hour late; it took us four hours' stiff work for sixteen
+miles, mostly in the drifts, of course."
+
+"It wes gude o' yir lordship, tae mak sic an effort, an' the hale Glen
+wull be gratefu' tae ye, for ony kindness tae him is kindness tae us."
+
+[Illustration: HE HAD LEFT HIS OVERCOAT AND WAS IN BLACK]
+
+"You make too much of it, Drumsheugh," and the clear, firm voice was
+heard of all; "it would have taken more than a few snow drifts to keep
+me from showing my respect to William MacLure's memory."  When all had
+gathered in a half circle before the kitchen door, Lord Kilspindie came
+out--every man noticed he had left his overcoat, and was in black, like
+the Glen--and took a place in the middle with Drumsheugh and Burnbrae,
+his two chief tenants, on the right and left, and as the minister
+appeared every man bared his head.
+
+The doctor looked on the company--a hundred men such as for strength
+and gravity you could hardly have matched in Scotland--standing out in
+picturesque relief against the white background, and he said:
+
+"It's a bitter day, friends, and some of you are old; perhaps it might
+be wise to cover your heads before I begin to pray."
+
+Lord Kilspindie, standing erect and grey-headed between the two old men,
+replied:
+
+"We thank you, Dr. Davidson, for your thoughtfulness; but he endured
+many a storm in our service, and we are not afraid of a few minutes'
+cold at his funeral."
+
+A look flashed round the stern faces, and was reflected from the
+minister, who seemed to stand higher.
+
+His prayer, we noticed with critical appreciation, was composed for the
+occasion, and the first part was a thanksgiving to God for the life work
+of our doctor, wherein each clause was a reference to his services and
+sacrifices. No one moved or said Amen--it had been strange with us--but
+when every man had heard the gratitude of his dumb heart offered to
+heaven, there was a great sigh.
+
+After which the minister prayed that we might have grace to live as this
+man had done from youth to old age, not for himself, but for others,
+and that we might be followed to our grave by somewhat of "that love
+wherewith we mourn this day Thy servant departed." Again the same sigh,
+and the minister said Amen. The "wricht" stood in the doorway without
+speaking, and four stalwart men came forward. They were the volunteers
+that would lift the coffin and carry it for the first stage. One was
+Tammas, Annie Mitchell's man; and another was Saunders Baxter, for whose
+life MacLure had his great fight with death; and the third was the Glen
+Urtach shepherd for whose wife's sake MacLure suffered a broken leg and
+three fractured ribs in a drift; and the fourth, a Dunleith man, had his
+own reasons of remembrance.
+
+"He's far lichter than ye wud expeck for sae big a man--there wesna
+muckle left o' him, ye see--but the road is heavy, and a'il change ye
+aifter the first half mile."
+
+"Ye needna tribble yersel, wricht," said the man from Glen Urtach;
+"the'll be nae change in the cairryin' the day," and Tammas was thankful
+some one had saved him speaking.
+
+Surely no funeral is like unto that of a doctor for pathos, and a
+peculiar sadness fell on that company as his body was carried out who
+for nearly half a century had been their help in sickness, and had
+beaten back death time after time from their door. Death after all
+was victor, for the man that had saved them had not been able to save
+himself.
+
+As the coffin passed the stable door a horse nieghed within, and every
+man looked at his neighbour. It was his old mare crying to her master.
+
+Jamie slipped into the stable, and went up into the stall.
+
+"Puir lass, ye're no gaen' wi' him the day, an' ye 'ill never see him
+again; ye've hed yir last ride thegither, an' ye were true tae the end."
+
+[Illustration: "DEATH AFTER ALL WAS VICTOR"]
+
+After the funeral Drumsheugh came himself for Jess, and took her to his
+farm. Saunders made a bed for her with soft, dry straw, and prepared for
+her supper such things as horses love. Jess would neither take food nor
+rest, but moved uneasily in her stall, and seemed to be waiting for some
+one that never came. No man knows what a horse or a dog understands and
+feels, for God hath not given them our speech. If any footstep was heard
+in the courtyard, she began to neigh, and was always looking round as
+the door opened. But nothing would tempt her to eat, and in the night-
+time Drumsheugh heard her crying as if she expected to be taken out for
+some sudden journey. The Kildrummie veterinary came to see her, and said
+that nothing could be done when it happened after this fashion with an
+old horse.
+
+[Illustration]
+
+"A've seen it aince afore," he said. "Gin she were a Christian instead
+o' a horse, ye micht say she wes dying o' a broken hert."
+
+He recommended that she should be shot to end her misery, but no man
+could be found in the Glen to do the deed and Jess relieved them of the
+trouble. When Drumsheugh went to the stable on Monday morning, a week
+after Dr. MacLure fell on sleep, Jess was resting at last, but her eyes
+were open and her face turned to the door.
+
+"She wes a' the wife he hed," said Jamie, as he rejoined the procession,
+"an' they luved ane anither weel."
+
+The black thread wound itself along the whiteness of the Glen, the
+coffin first, with his lordship and Drumsheugh behind, and the others as
+they pleased, but in closer ranks than usual, because the snow on either
+side was deep, and because this was not as other funerals. They could
+see the women standing at the door of every house on the hillside, and
+weeping, for each family had some good reason in forty years to remember
+MacLure. When Bell Baxter saw Saunders alive, and the coffin of the
+doctor that saved him on her man's shoulder, she bowed her head on the
+dyke, and the bairns in the village made such a wail for him they loved
+that the men nearly disgraced themselves.
+
+"A'm gled we're through that, at ony rate," said Hillocks; "he wes awfu'
+taen up wi' the bairns, conseederin' he hed nane o' his ain."
+
+There was only one drift on the road between his cottage and the
+kirkyard, and it had been cut early that morning. Before daybreak
+Saunders had roused the lads in the bothy, and they had set to work by
+the light of lanterns with such good will that, when Drumsheugh came
+down to engineer a circuit for the funeral, there was a fair passage,
+with walls of snow twelve feet high on either side.
+
+[Illustration.]
+
+"Man, Saunders," he said, "this wes a kind thocht, and rael weel dune."
+
+But Saunders' only reply was this:  "Mony a time he's hed tae gang
+round; he micht as weel hae an open road for his last traivel."
+
+[Illustration: "STANDING AT THE DOOR"]
+
+When the coffin was laid down at the mouth of the grave, the only
+blackness in the white kirkyard, Tammas Mitchell did the most beautiful
+thing in all his life. He knelt down and carefully wiped off the snow
+the wind had blown upon the coffin, and which had covered the name,
+and when he had done this he disappeared behind the others, so that
+Drumsheugh could hardly find him to take a cord. For these were the
+eight that buried Dr. MacLure--Lord Kilspindie at the head as landlord
+and Drumsheugh at his feet as his friend; the two ministers of the
+parish came first on the right and left; then Burnbrae and Hillocks of
+the farmers, and Saunders and Tammas for the plowmen. So the Glen he
+loved laid him to rest.
+
+When the bedrel had finished his work and the turf had been spread, Lord
+Kilspindie spoke:
+
+"Friends of Drumtochty, it would not be right that we should part in
+silence and no man say what is in every heart. We have buried the
+remains of one that served this Glen with a devotion that has known no
+reserve, and a kindliness that never failed, for more than forty years.
+I have seen many brave men in my day, but no man in the trenches of
+Sebastopol carried himself more knightly than William MacLure. You will
+never have heard from his lips what I may tell you to-day, that my
+father secured for him a valuable post in his younger days, and he
+preferred to work among his own people; and I wished to do many things
+for him when he was old, but he would have nothing for himself. He will
+never be forgotten while one of us lives, and I pray that all doctors
+everywhere may share his spirit. If it be your pleasure, I shall erect
+a cross above his grave, and shall ask my old friend and companion Dr.
+Davidson, your minister, to choose the text to be inscribed."
+
+"We thank you, Lord Kilspindie," said the doctor, "for your presence
+with us in our sorrow and your tribute to the memory of William MacLure,
+and I choose this for his text:
+
+           "'Greater love hath no man than this,
+           that a man lay down his life for his friends.'"
+
+Milton was, at that time, held in the bonds of a very bitter theology,
+and his indignation was stirred by this unqualified eulogium.
+
+"No doubt Dr. MacLure hed mony natural virtues, an' he did his wark
+weel, but it wes a peety he didna mak mair profession o' releegion."
+
+"When William MacLure appears before the Judge, Milton," said Lachlan
+Campbell, who that day spoke his last words in public, and they were in
+defence of charity, "He will not be asking him about his professions,
+for the doctor's judgment hass been ready long ago; and it iss a good
+judgment, and you and I will be happy men if we get the like of it.
+
+"It is written in the Gospel, but it iss William MacLure that will not
+be expecting it."
+
+"What is't Lachlan?" asked Jamie Soutar eagerly.
+
+The old man, now very feeble, stood in the middle of the road, and his
+face, once so hard, was softened into a winsome tenderness.
+
+              "'Come, ye blessed of My Father
+              ... I was sick and ye visited Me.'"
+
+[Illustration: GREATER LOVE HATH NO MAN THAN THIS, THAT A MAN LAY DOWN
+HIS LIFE FOR HIS FRIENDS.]
+
+
+
+
+
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