ROB ROY MACGREGOR
The Most Famous MacGregor Of Them All
At the very commencement of the
eighteenth century, there lived a MacGregor of the Glengyle line, who has done more to
render the name memorable than any other by whom it was ever borne, namely, Robert
MacGregor, otherwise better known as Rob Roy (Red Rob). This man formed an admirable
specimen of the class and race to which he belonged. With talents which might have
made him a great general, valuable to his country, under fitting circumstances, he passed
his life as a freebooter on the pettiest scale.
The Lowland government in Scotland had grown in his time so strong that extensive forays there could neither with safety be attempted nor effected. Rob Roy, therefore, was under the necessity of sustaining his "following", partly by minor creaghs, and partly by taking ''black mail" from the quiet southern men in his vicinity, in return for saving them from the less scrupulous occupants of the interior Highlands. Much of good and much of evil has been told of Rob Roy.
Rob Roy MacGregor Campbell, which last name be took when his own was by law proscribed, was a younger son of MacGregor of Glengyle, and became tutor to his nephew, the head of that branch, and claimant of the chieftainship of the clan. It may detract from the romance of the man to state that he was a drover in early life - a master-drover, however who purchased or bred the small cattle of the Highland hills, and carried them for sale to the south.
But the Duke of Montrose condescended to be a dealer in the same line; and hence arose all the calamities of Rob Roy. Whether truly or falsely, he was charged by the duke, and others who employed him, with appropriating sums of money which fell into his hands in his trading or agent capacity. They prosecuted and persecuted him accordingly, and he became a "broken man", (a synonym in those day of someone who changed direction).
Another strong cause for the change has also been recorded. His patrimonial designation was that of Laird of Inversnaid, but he also possessed a property called Craig-Royston, which lies on the northern angle of Loch Lomond. In 1712, in his absence, his house was visited by the Duke of Montrose, who turned out his wife, Mary MacGregor of Comar, (a daughter of the house of Campbell of Glenfalloch, heirs of Breadalbane) and her two young boys into the winter weather, in an effort to seize Rob's furniture and chattels.
The Duke of Montrose, in consequence of
the cattle speculation, got possession finally of Rob Roy's lands at Craig-Royston.
Determined that his grace should not enjoy his land with impunity, he collected a band of about twenty followers, declared open war against him, and gave up his old course of regular droving, declaring that the estate of Montrose should in future supply him with cattle, and that he would make the duke rue the day he quarrelled with him.
He kept his word; and for nearly thirty years - that is, till the day of his death - regularly levied contribution on the duke and his tenants, not by nightly depredations, but in broad day, and in a systematic manner: on an appointed time making a complete sweep of all the cattle of a district-always passing over those not belonging to the duke's estate, or the estates of his friends and adherents: and having previously given notice where he was to be on a certain day with his cattle, he was met thereby people from all parts of the country, to whom he sold them publicly. These meetings, or trysts, as they were called, were held in different parts of the country; sometimes the cattle were driven south, but oftener to the north and west, where the influence or his friend the Duke of Argyle protected him.
When the cattle were in this manner driven away, the tenants paid no rent, so that the duke was the ultimate sufferer. But he was made to suffer in every way. The rents of the lower farms were partly paid in grain and meal, which was generally lodged in a store house or granary called a girnal, near the Loch of Monteath. When MacGregor wanted a supply of meal, he sent notice to a certain number of the duke's tenants to meet him at the girnal on a certain day, with their horses to carry home his meal.
They met accordingly, when he ordered the horses to be loaded, and, giving a regular receipt to his grace's storekeeper for the quantity taken, he marched away, always entertaining the people very handsomely, and careful never to take the meal till it had been lodged in the duke's storehouse in payment or rent. When the money rents were paid, MacGregor frequently attended.
On one occasion, when Mr Graham of Killearn (the factor) had collected the tenants to pay their rents, all Rob Roy's men happened to be absent except Alexander Stewart (called 'the bailie'). With this single attendant he descended to Chapellairoch, where the factor and the tenants were assembled. He reached the house after it was dark, and, looking in at a window, saw Killer, surrounded by a number of the tenants, with a bag full of money which he had received, and was in the act of depositing it in a dresser cupboard, at the same time saying that he would cheerfully give all in the bag for Rob Roy's head. This notification was not lost on the outside visitor, who instantly gave orders in a loud voice to place two men at each window, two at each corner, and four at each of two doors, thus appearing to have twenty men.
Immediately the door opened, and he walked in with his attendant close behind, each armed with a sword in his right hand and a pistol in his left hand, and with dirks and pistols in their belts. The company started up but he desired them to sit down, as his business was only with Killearn, whom he ordered to hand down the bag and put it on the table.
When this was done, he desired the money to be counted and proper receipts to be drawn out, certifying that he received the money from the Duke of Montrose's agent, as the duke's property, the tenants having paid their rents, so that no after demand could be demanded of them on account of this transaction;and finding that some of the people had not obtained receipts, he desired the factor to grant them immediately, 'to show his grace', said he,'that it is from him I take the money, and not from these honest men who have paid him'.
After the whole was
concluded, he ordered supper, saying that as he had got the purse, it
was proper that he pay the bill; and after they had drunk heartily together for several
hours, he called his bailie to produce his dirk and lay it naked on the table. Killearn
was then sworn that he would not move, nor direct anyone else to move, from that spot for
an hour after the departure of MacGregor, who thus cautioned him - 'If you break your
oath, you know what you are to expect in the next world. And in this', pointing to his
dirk, he then walked away, and was beyond pursuit before the hour expired.
We are not, however, to suppose the
character, of this distinguished outlaw was that of an actual hero, acting uniformly
and consistently on such moral principles as the illustrious Baird who,
standing by his grave, has vindicated his fame. On the contrary, as is common
with barbarous chiefs, Rob Roy would appear to have mixed his professions of
principal with a large alloy of craft and dissimulation, of which his conduct
during the civil war of 1715 is sufficient proof.
It is also said, and truly, that although his courtesy was one of his strongest characteristics, yet sometimes he assumed an arrogance of manner which wasn't easily endured by the high spirited men to whom it was addressed, and drew the daring outlaw into frequent disputes, from which he didn't always come off with credit. From this it has been inferred that Rob Roy was more of a bully than a hero, or at least that he had, according to the common phrase, his fighting days.
Some aged men who knew him well, have described
him also as better at a taich-tulzie, or scuffle within doors,
than in mortal combat. The tenor of his life maybe quoted to repel this charge;
while, at the same time, it must be allowed, that the situation in which he was
placed rendered him prudently averse to maintaining quarrels, where nothing
was to be had save blows, and where success would have raised up against
him new and powerful enemies, in a country where revenge was still considered
a duty rather than a crime. The power of commanding his passions, on
such occasions, far from being inconsistent with the part which he had
to perform, was essentially necessary, at the period when he lived, to
prevent his career from being cut short.
One of the most extraordinary events in Rob's adventures was his visit to
London. His numerous exploits rendered him so remarkable that his name was
frequently the subject of conversation among the nobility of the English
court. He was there spoken of as the acknowledged protégé of Argyle, who was
often berated by the king for his partiality towards the MacGregor. On several
occasions the king had expressed a desire to see the hardy
"mountaineer"; and Argyll, willing to gratify him, sent for Rob
Roy, but concealed his being in London, lest the officers of state, aware of
the king's hatred, might take measures to detain him.
Argyll, however, took care to see that the king should see him without knowing who he was,
and for this purpose made Rob Roy walk for some time in front of St. James's palace.
His majesty observed, and remarked that he had never seen a finer looking man in a
Highland dress, and Argyll having soon after waited on the king, his majesty told him of
having noticed a handsome Scots Highlander, when Argyle replied that it was Rob Roy
MacGregor, his Majesty said he was disappointed that he did not know it
sooner, and appeared not to relish the information, having felt to be the object of
a dupe.
The period of the Rebellion, 1715, approached soon after Rob Roy had attained celebrity. His Jacobite partialities were now placed in opposition to his sense of the obligations which he owed to indirect protection or the Duke of Argyle. But the desire or 'drowning his sounding steps amid the din of general war', induced him to join the forces of the Earl of Mar, although his patron, the Duke of Argyle was at the head of the army opposed to the Highland insurgents.
The MacGregors, a large Sept of them at least, that of Ciar Mohr, on this occasion, were not commanded by Rob Roy, but by his nephew, Gregor MacGregor, otherwise called James Graham of Glengyle, and still better remembered by the Gaelic epithet of GhluneDleu (Black Knee) from a black mole on one or his knees, which in Highland garb rendered visible. There can be no question, however, that being then very young, Glengyle must have acted on most occasions on the advice and direction of so experienced a leader as his uncle.
The MacGregors assembled in numbers at that period, and began even to threaten the Lowlands towards the lower extremity of Loch Lomond. They suddenly seized all the boats which were upon the lake, and, probably with a view to some enterprise or their own, drew them overland to Inversnaid, in order to intercept the progress of a large body of west country Whigs who were in arms for the Government, and were moving in that direction.
The Whigs made an excursion for the recovery of the boats. Their forces consisted of volunteers from Paisley, Kilpatrick, and elsewhere, who, with the assistance of a body of seamen, were towed up the river Leven in long-boats belonging to the ships of war then lying in the Clyde. At Luss they were joined by the forces of Sir Humphrey Colquhoun, and James Grant, his son-in-law, with their followers, attired in the Highland dress of the period. The whole party crossed to Craig-Royston, but the MacGregors did not offer combat.
If we were to believe the account of the expedition given by the historian Rae, they leaped on shore at Craig Royston with the utmost intrepidity, no enemy appearing to oppose them, and, by the noise of their drums, which they beat incessantly, and the discharge of their artillery and small arms, terrified the MacGregors, whom they appear never to have seen, out or their fastness and caused them to fly in a general panic to the camp of the Highlanders at StrathFillan. The low countrymen succeeded in getting possession of the boats, at a great expenditure of noise and courage, and little risk or danger.
After this temporary removal from his old haunts, Rob Roy was sent by the Earl of Mar to Aberdeen, to raise a part of the clan Gregor, which was settled in that country. These men were of his own family (the race of the Ciar Mohr). They were the descendants of about three hundred MacGregors whom the Earl of Murray, about the year 1624, transported from his estates in Monteith to oppose against his enemies the MacIntoshes, a race as hardy and restless as they were themselves.
Rob Roy's followers were in the Highland army, but his heart seems to have been with the Duke of Argyle's. Yet the Insurgents were constrained to trust to him as their only guide, when they marched from Perth towards Dunblane, with the view of crossing the Forth at what are called the Fords of Frew, and when they themselves said he could not be relied upon.
This movement to the westward, on the part of the insurgents, brought on the battle of Sherriffmuir - indecisive in its immediate results, but of which the Duke of Argyle reaped the whole advantage. In this action, the right wing of the Highlanders broke and cut to pieces Argyle's left wing, while the clans on the left of Mars army, though consisting of Stewarts, MacKenzies,and Camerons, were completely routed.
During this medley of flight and pursuit, Rob Roy retained his station on a hill in the centre of the Highland position; and though it is said his attack would have decided the day, he could not be prevailed upon to charge. This was the more unfortunate for the insurgents, as the leading of a party to the MacPhersons had been committed to MacGregor.
This, it is said, was owing to the age and infirmity of the chief of that name, who, unable to lead his clan in person, objected to his heir apparent, MacPherson of Nord, discharging his duty on that occasion; so that his clan were brigaded with their allies the MacGregors. While the favourable moment for action was slipping away, Mar's positive orders reached Rob Roy that he should presently attack, to which he coolly replied, 'No, no if they cannot do it without me, they cannot do it with me'.
One of the MacPhersons, named Alexander, one of Rob's original profession, videlicit a drover, but a man of great strength and spirit,was so incensed at the inactivity of his temporary leader, that he threw off his plaid, drew his sword, and called out to his clansman, 'Let us endure this no longer if he will not lead you, I will'.
Rob Roy replied, with great coolness. 'Were the question about droving Highland stoats or kyloes, Sandie, I would yield to your superior skill; but as it respects the leading of men, I must be allowed to be the better judge'. - 'Did the matter respect driving Glen-Eigasstots', answered the MacPherson, 'the question with Rob would not be, which was to be last, but which was to be foremost.' Incensed at this sarcasm, MacGregor drew his sword,and they would have fought upon the spot if their friends of both sides had not interfered.
But the moment of attack was completely lost. Rob did not, however, neglect his own private interest on the occasion. In the confusion of an undecided field of battle, he enriched his followers by plundering the baggage and the dead on both sides.
Notwithstanding the sort of neutrality which Rob Roy had continued to observe during the progress of the Rebellion, he did not escape some of its penalties- He was included in the act of attainder, and the house in Breadalbaine, which was his place of retreat, was burned by General Lord Cardogan.
When, after the conclusion of the insurrection, he marched through the Highlands to disarm and punish the offending clans. But upon going to Inverary with about forty or fifty of his followers, Rob obtained favour, by an apparent surrender of their arms to Colonel Patrick Campbell of Finnah, who furnished them and their leader with protections under his hand.
Being thus in a great measure secured from the resentment of Government,Rob Roy established his residence at Craig-Royston, near Loch Lomond, in the midst of his own kinsmen, and lost no time in resuming his private quarrel with the Duke of Montrose. For this purpose, he soon got on foot as many men, and well armed too, as he had yet commanded. He never moved without a body-guard of ten or twelve picked followers, and without much effort could increase them to fifty or sixty.
This was probably one of Rob Roy's last exploits in arms. The time of his death is not known with certainty, but he is generally said to have survived 1738, and to have died an aged man. When he found himself approaching his final change, he expressed some contrition for particular parts of his life, his wife laughed at these scruples of conscience, and exhorted him to die like a man, as he had lived. In reply, he rebuked her for her violent passions and the counsels she had given him. 'You have put strife', he said. 'betwixt me and the best men of the country and now you would place enmity between me and my God.'
There is a tradition, no way inconsistent
with the former, if the character of Rob Roy be justly considered, that,
while on his death bed, he learned that a person, with whom he was at enmity,
proposed to visit him. 'Raise me from my bed' said the invalid; 'throw my
plaid around me, and bring me my claymore, dirk and pistols - it shalt never
be said that a foeman saw Rob Roy MacGregor defenceless and unarmed.'
His foeman, thought to be one of the Maclarens, entered and paid his compliments, inquiring after the health of his formidable neighbour, Rob Roy maintained a cold, haughty civility during their short conference, and so soon as he had left the house. 'Now', he said, 'all is over - let the piper play Hatilmitu Iidh, (we return no more;) and he is said to have expired before the dirge was finished.
This singular man died in bed in his own house, in the parish of Balquhidder. He was buried in the church yard of the same parish,where his tombstone is only distinguished by rude attempt at the figure of a broadsword.
A Post-Mortem
Of course Rob couldn't have guessed,but in a later age, Sir Walter Scott, the best loved writer ever of Scottish lore, would romanticize him into the hearts of all people of the world. He became the stuff of legend, a Scottish Robin Hood that would have made even Rob blush. Many people,some even in Scotland, doubt if Rob Roy even existed. In the 19th century,Rob Roy acts were popular in Britain. Below is a theatre poster advertising one such event.
Thanks to Sir Walter Scott, through his novels such as 'Lady of the
Lake, and 'Rob Roy MacGregor', Scottish culture became popular, such that commoners and
Royalty alike wanted their own kilts and tartans even though most had not a drop of
Scottish blood. It was partially due to Scott that Highland games, bagpipes,
and all the other paraphernalia finally became the cultural events they are today.
The Canadian
Connection
In the town of Smiths Falls in south-eastern Ontario, there is a quaint little place called 'Rob Roy's Pub,' owned and operated by Rob Peters (a MacGregor pseudonym). It is without a doubt the most pleasant little British flavour pub in this part of the world. The carpet is Rob Roy tartan, the walls are festooned with Scottish or English momentoes, and there is an outdoor patio with a splendid view of the Falls. Over the fireplace mantle is a painting of Rob Roy himself with a sword in hand and bearing a tortured expression which effectively captures the pain he must have felt throughout his life as a born outlaw and a cast-off from society. Any sensitive soul peering at this painting has to feel sympathy for the subject and for his clan. To the right of the painting area few books, one of which is a "History of the MacGregor Clan." This little pub and its owner have established proof positive that here in Canada, we honour our ancestors and the places they arose from.
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