Hyst. Ingram Maclure in Benbole. Jurym. Here. Hyst. Gilbert Strathdee in Drummalloch. Jurym. Here. Hyst. Gabriel Tam in Dirthole. Jurym. Here. Hyst. Lowrie Macwill o' Powmuddle. Jurym. Here. Hyst. Daniel Losh o' Benskair. Jurym. Here. Hyst. John Stoupie, writer, Kirkfuddle. Jurym. Here. Hyst. Bailie Bole, shoemaker there. Hyst. Samuel Maguire in Craig-gullion. Jurym. Here. Hyst. Quintin Maccosh in Knockdullion. Hyst. Gal-lery-si-lence-Ahem! AIR-In the Garb of Old Gaul. Macer. Hem!-Si-lence. Cal. Officer, bring John Black to the bar. [The Pannel is brought in guarded, and petitions for banishment. AIR-The Lee Rig. Pannel. Oh send me ower the lang seas, Oh send me ower the lang seas, Oh send me east, or send me wast, But send me ower the lang seas, AIR-Lass, gin ye lo'e me, tell me now. Cal. Pannel, a halter must be your end, Mercy were folly, if lavish'd on him; Robbing and thieving, the gallows shall check; John you shall presently hang by the neck. AIR-We're gayly yet. Pannel We're no guilty yet, We're no guilty yet; Although we're accused, Afore ye condemn, Ye maun hear us a bit ; For although we're accused, We're no guilty yet. Jury are chosen, and the Indictment read. • AIR-Grimaldi's Fig in Mother Goose. Hyst. Whereas by the laws o' this realm, And o' every well-govern'd land, To seize on anither man's gear1 And whether the thief he be caught And you, John Black there, the pannel, And sae, gang till an assize, sir, AIR-Miss Macleod's Reel. Bombyx. Painful the duty is which I must now per form, Stating a train of guilt uncommon and enorm Ous-calling my witnesses to make the fact out plain, And if your verdict's guilty, my labours not in vain. Gentlemen, your feelings must with justice never jar, The statutes of the land condemn the pris'ner at the bar; The law most clearly indicates the gallows, as reward For culprits such as him between the soldiers of the guard. John Black met Peter Brown upon the king's highway, With foul intent to rob-I fear intent to slay; John Black, the pannel, did step up to Peter Brown, And with his fist, or bludgeon, did knock said Peter down. Ferocious, atrocious, felonious also, Did then and there, with that or this, reiterate the blow; Then seizéd Peter by the throat, to suffocate his cries, And most outrageously exclaim'd-'Your money, dyour eyes.' Enter PETER BROWN. AIR-The bonniest lass in a' the warld. Peter. The pannel's a regardless loon,1 1 Fellow. Silly Fools. 'Knocked. I thought 'twas nought but silly clash,3 Four cadgers® rade through Halk-wood-stack, He rypit, maybe for his knife, 2 Boldly threatened. • Topsy-turvy. 8 Idle rumour. Travelling beggars or tinkers. • Searched. Enter PEPPERTAIL. AIR-Braw lads o' Gala Water. Pep. Comin frae the town o' Straiven, On my poor mare that had the spavin', Black his hair, and blue his coat Tightly he did the gauger han'le ; The mair he shook the fallow by the throat, Enter MATTHEW MUTCHKIN. AIR-Calder Fair. Matt. As I cam hame frae Ruglin fair, I had enough—and maybe mair, I saw twa fallows yoke thegither, Enter Bizz. AIR-Will ye gang and marry, Katy? Bomb. Pray, what is your name, friend? tell us. Sin' a wean, knee-heigh and duddy. 1 Hammered. • Anvil. • Child. • Ragged. |