Watching the bees, and talking of the times when
the wild country around us was the refuge of the noble men who,
at the price of many privations, and not seldom of their own
lives, secured for us our present liberties, we came in view of
the site of the loch that bears the name of the house we were
soon to visit. Lochgoin Loch was an irregularly shaped sheet of
water, covering about one hundred and forty acres. It was
entirely artificial, and was first formed in 1828, for the
purpose of supplying the mills at Kilmarnock with water. Some
four or five years ago it was tapped dry, as the embankment was
supposed to be insufficient, and its peaty bottom traversed by
surface drains. The loch which formerly bore the name of Lochgoin
lay some two hundred yards to the west of the one lately drained.
It was drained about forty years ago, and is now a fertile
meadow, but of no great size, as indeed its name Lochgoin-i.e.,
loch for the stirks- indicates. As we left the site of the loch
behind us on the left, our path became less trackless, and gave
signs that we were nearing the object of our visit. From being
little better than a sheep-walk it took the form of a road, with
a ditch on either side that seemed to tell of all but
unfathomable depths of peat moss. Soon we came to a gate, and a
small burn that forms the frontier between the two shires, and we
had the pleasure, in turn, of having one foot in Renfrew and the
other in Ayrshire. We had now entered the parish of Fenwick, the
scene of the labours of the well-known William Guthrie, the
author of the "Christian's Great Interest." About forty
yards to the south, close upon the wire fence, the march that
divides the shires, a small mound rises two or three feet from
above the surrounding moss. It marks the place where lie the
remains of a poor famished wanderer of the name of Miller, who
came begging to Lochgoin, two hundred years or more ago, during
one of the famines that were not uncommon in the early ages of
Scottish history. He received food, and left for Eaglesham; but
his hunger had been so great, that from the full meal that he had
taken, he became ill on the road, and died on the spot where his
body lies buried. Leaving the march behind us, a few hundred
yards further into Ayrshire brought us to the house which some of
our party had come far to see, and we were now at Lochgoin.
The present house is a roomy, commodious abode,
well suited for the purposes of a moorland farm. It was built in
1858, on the site of the old house, which, through age, had
become quite unfit for the abode of man. On the lintel, as we
enter, several dates are inscribed, telling of the changes that
have taken place, either upon the family or their abode. The
first, 1178, is the year when three brothers of the name of Hoi,
or Hoy, now Howie, came from one of the Waldensian valleys to
escape the fury of the persecutor, and found refuge in Lochgoin.
It would have been interesting to have known what were the
reasons, in a century in which not a little was done for the
evangelisation of the north of Europe, which led them to make
Scotland the country of their adoption. But they have left no
record behind them. The first of the family of whom we have any
printed notice is James Howie, the great-grandfather of the
writer of "Scots Worthies." He lived during the twenty-eight
years' persecution. From his known sympathies and its
inaccessible position, Lochgoin became a favourite place of
resort to the persecuted remnant. Twelve times was his house
harried by the soldiers, and once all his cattle were driven away.
A narrative of his sufferings is appended to John Howie's (of the
"Scots Worthies") autobiography. It is short, for it
does not occupy more than seven pages, but it is so full of
stirring incidents, that are a sample only of what he could have
told us, that one regrets the writer had not told us more.
Indeed, what he does tell is given merely because the
autobiography fell short of the pages specified in the proposals.
Noted as Lochgoin was for a place of refuge
during the years of persecution, it yet would not have been
better known to us than many a farmhouse in the south-west of
Scotland that afforded shelter to the persecuted, but for its
connection with the writer of the "Scots Worthies."
John Howie was born at Lochgoin. "I had a religious
education," he says, "and my grandfather and
grandmother, with whom I was brought up from the time I was a
year old, were reputed in the place where they lived for honest,
religious persons." But at first his religious training
little profited him. Indeed, his early life was such as reflected
no credit upon a religious profession. It was not until he was
married for the second time, that the seed sown in youth produced
fruit. His second wife, Janet Howie, a cousin of his own, was a
pious woman, and her piety was the making of her husband. He died
January 5, 1793, after a lengthened illness, which there is
reason to believe was brought on by his too great devotion to
literary pursuits. From childhood the lives of the martyrs and
the stories of their sufferings were his delight, so that he was
only following early predilections when he began to write about
them. "I took up," he says, " a resolution to
collect what materials I could obtain, and write a kind of lives
of a number of them, which I did at leisure hours, with small
views that ever anything I could do should merit the publishing
of them." The result was the "Scots Worthies,"
which were published in 1775, and in a second and improved as
well as enlarged edition in 1781or 1782. It soon asserted for
itself a place among the books of a Scotch household. Indeed, few
books are better known in the country districts of Scotland. This
it owes both to the national interest of its subject, and the
unpretending matter-of-fact style in which it is written. Its
lives are well told. It possesses, to a large extent, the happy
art of telling of a man the leading points in his life and
character, without wearying the reader by minute details.
A number of other works followed the "Scots
Worthies." The most important of them are his collections of
lectures and sermons by Guthrie, Bruce, Cameron, Livingstone, and
others. But for him, there is too much reason to fear that the
manuscripts from which he copied them would have perished. In the
Preface to the earlier collection, he says that the "discourses
were collected from ten or twelve volumes, mostly in an old,
small, cramp hand. Some of them. I suppose, were wrote by famous
Sir Robert Hamilton and worthy Mr Robert Smith." Like the
books of the Sibyl, these volumes have been destroyed, or have
disappeared, save three. The handwriting of two of these volumes,
to a practised eye, is not difficult to make out. One of them
contains eleven sermons by Guthrie of Fenwick, four of which are
printed in the earlier collection, while the other has a sermon
by Bruce, also printed, and six by Cargill. The third volume is
nearly illegible. On comparing the printed sermons with the
manuscript note-book, it will be found that considerable
liberties have been taken with the text. In his preface, John
Howie says he has put some of the old-fashioned words, or
expressions, into more proper English. It may be questioned if
the changes are improvements. In the close of the eighteenth
century, when the inflence of Samuel johnson was all powerful, it
may have been thought better to replace plain Saxon by Latinised
English, but the severer taste of the present day prefers the
words actually spoken, however homely they may be. A single
instance out of many that might be given of the changes Howie has
made, may suffice. On page 14 of the earlier collection, in a
sermon by William Guthrie on the words, "For what is a man
profited if he should gain the whole world," etc., we have,
"Ye that cast your souls at your heels, and undervalue them,
and spend more time and pains on the poor perishing things of the
world, would ye be called Christians? Nay, rather limbs of the
devil, worldly worms, and moles of the earth." But in the
manuscript it is, "Ye that cast your soul at your heel, and
undervalue it, and spend your time on poor perishing things of
the world, would ye be called Christians? Nay, rather devil's
limbs, worldly worms, and moudiwarks."
Long as is the list of books which John Howie
published, it does not comprise all that he prepared for the
press. In May 1792 he issued proposals for an edition of
Stevenson's "History of the Church and State of Scotland,"
in two octavo volumes of "upwards of 1100 pages," price
of the volume sewed in blue paper, as., to be paid on delivery,"
to which he was to add "a postscript or supplement,"
"from 1649, where MR ANDREW STEVENSON leaves off, to the
RESTORATION, 1660," "Subscribers to pay in proportion
for it, as they pay for the above two volumes." Stevenson's
"History" was published in 1753. Its title-page
announces that it will be in four volumes, the fourth to embrace
from 1649 to 1660, but three only appeared. It is said that the
manuscript of the fourth was destroyed by fire. Howie died before
the supplememt was sent to the press, Part of the manuscript
exists, but it does not contain anything of value.
After his death a book was published by his son
James, entitled, "Memories of the Life of John Howie."
In the body of the work John Howie gives it a different name-
"A Brief Narrative of some Religious Exercises," etc.
This latter title aptly describes the character of the book, for
it gives little of the history of his life. Its main interest lie
in the insight it gives into the religious exercises of a pious
Scotsman in the closing half of last century, as well as in the
illustrations it gives us of the evangelical character of the
preaching of the fathers of the Reformed Presbyterian Church, and
of how much good men like John Howie profited under it. Like many
diaries that good men have kept, it shows that his religion did
not give him all the comfort it ought to have given him. But for
this he had himself to blame. He was too much given to spiritual
analysis - to looking inwards, when he should have looked
outwards to the cross of Christ. Had he spent the time in
meditating on the perfection of Christ's work that he did in
looking into his own heart, he would have been a happier man.
In 1809 a pamphlet, now very rare, entitled,
"Humble Pleadings, etc ; or a Representation of Grievances
for the consideration of the Reformed Prebytery, by John Howie,"
was issued by John Calderwood of Clanfin. Notwithstanding Mr
Buckle's fancy that Scotsmen are given to fasting on set
occasions, Calderwood is almost the only Scotsman that ever we
heard of in this century that rigorously abstained on fast-days
from all manner of food. Our informant, who served under him,
assured us that not a bite of meat was used by him and his
housekeeper, or given to others, from Wednesday night till Friday
morning, when the sacramental fast came round. "As for me,"
he added, "I could not stand it ; but, on the way to the
kirk, I went to a neighbour's and ate the breakfast I had taken
the precaution to secure the night before ; but I am certain that
John did not touch meat." He became a non-hearer. For forty
years he did not enter a church door, and ultimately took such
dark views of mankind, that when he was desirous of marrying a
second time, he could find no minister of Christ upon earth
correct enough in doctrine and practice to marry him, and so the
good man had to remain unmarried. He published a number of
pamphlets, and prefaced "A Collection of the Dying
Testimonies of some holy and pious Christians who lived in
Scotland before and since the revolution ;" one of which
Lord Macaulay declares to be one of the most curious of the many
curious papers written by the Covenanters of that generation. By
a slip of the pen Macaulay calls him George, but his Christian
name was John. In his postscript to the "Pleadings"
Calderwood evidently claims John Howie as a non-hearer, but there
is no evidence for this in the brief narrative. The passage in
which Howie speaks of his attendance upon the Supper, is worth
quoting. "For the Sacraments, particularly the Supper, I
durst but scarcely partake of it, and that with much fear, and
but seldom, not only on account of the terms of Church communion,
which I and others looked upon to be somewhat difficult, but also
on account of my own unworthiness, diffidence, and want of
suitable exercises and frame ; so that I may say my case in this
was similar to those mentioned by the apostle, 'Who were all
their lifetime kept in bondage through fear.'" These are
manifestly the words of doubting and fearing, but not those of a
non-hearer. Much as John Howie speaks of the decay of vital
religion among professing Christians in the prefaces of his
different works - and there was much in the condition of the
Church in the close of last century to lead him thus to speak -
he was not so left to himself as to become a non-hearer, and die
out of the communion of the visible Church.
One characteristic of Howie ought not to be
overlooked. In all his publications he has one object in view. It
is not to gratify an antiquarian taste, or to gain fame, but to
advance the interests of what he believed to be the truth.
Several of his books must have cost him great labour, but the
desire to perpetuate and spread the principles of the reformation
carried him through, and enabled him to surmount obstacles that,
to one living so far from public libraries, would at first sight
have seemed such as he could not overcome.
As might be expected from its history, and the
interest John Howie took in all that related to the Scots
Worthies, there is much in Lochgoin that recalls the times of
persecution. There are:
Captain John Paton's Bible. - Captain
John Paton is well known to the reader of the "Scots
Worthies." His life is one of the best in the book. The
Bible is a 24mo, dated "London, Printed by the Company of
Stationers, 1653." The captain's autograph is on the blank
side of the title page. The inscription on the inside of one of
the boards tells its history. It is:
CAPT'N JOHN PATON'S BIBLE,
WHICH HE GAVE TO HIS WIFE FROM OFF THE
SCAFFOLD WHEN HE WAS EXECUTED FOR
THE CAUSE OF JESUS CHRIST,
AT EDINBURGH, ON THE 8TH MAY, 1684.
JAMES HOWIE RECEIVED IT FROM THE
CAPTAIN'S SONS DAUGHTERS HUSBAND
AND GAVE IT TO JOHN HOWIE HIS NEPHEW.
The book, through visitors pilfering its leaves,
was rapidly disappearing, but a kind friend in 1873 got it
handsomely bound, the missing leaves being supplied by blank
pages, and put in its present oaken case. The last pages have
been torn out so that the book somewhat strikingly ends with Rev.
xxi, II, "And they overcame him by the blood of the Lamb,
and by the word of their testimony; and they loved not their
lives unto the death."
Captain John Paton's Sword. - It is
twenty-seven and a half inches in length, and is sadly worn away
by rust. Although the tradition is that it has seen serious work,
it is too light tohave been of much service. Another sword, an
Andrea Ferrara, forty inches in length, and in excellent
preservation, in the possession of Thomas Rowatt, Esq. of
Bonnanhill, Strathaven, a descendant of Captain Paton, has been
handed down in the family from generation to generation as
belonging to their ancestor. It is a formidable weapon, and in
the captain's hand was quite capable of the exploits Howie
records were performed by it.
A Drum, said to have been at Drumclog.
A Flag, made of linen, and six feet in length by
five and a half in breadth. Little is known of it save that it
has long been in possession of the family. Forty years ago it had
become very dirty, from the peat reek common in houses where the
fire is in the middle of the floor. It was washed, and has been
so, till lately, once a year ever since. This has made it
cleaner, but it has deprived it of the darker hues that suggest
antiquity. The spelling of "Fenwick" as "Phinigk"
is very old. In the "Act rescinding the forfeitures and
fines past since the year 1665," an Act passed in 1690, it
is always spelt "Phinnick," evidently a newer form than
"Phinigk." We give its inscription:
An open Bible ----------------------------A
Crown and Thistle
PHINIGK FOR GOD
------------------------------------CWNTRY
AND COVENANTED WORK
OF REFORMATIONS
The blank in the first line, between "FOR
GOD" and "CWNTRY," would imply that it was made at
a time when there was uncertainty about who was the ruler, so
that it is not improbable it may be as old as Drumclog.
A Horn, made out of a bullock's horn,
used as a trumpet, but from its appearance, more likely to have
been a powder-horn.
In the youth of Thomas Howie, who died at the
age of eighty-four, in the summer of 1863, the pistol
holsters of Balfour of Kinloch, or Burley, were shown to
visitors, but they have long ago disappeared.
Coins. - To many these will be the
greatest source of attration. Originally they belonged to the
James Howie who suffered so much during the persecution. One day,
when the alarm had been given that the soldiers were coming, he
took up his purse and fled. Lest he should be overtaken, he hid
the purse in the ground, expecting to get it again after the
soldiers were gone. But he never was able to come upon it again.
A servant man about the house was blamed for having secretly gone
out and stolen its contents. This he stoutly denied, but the
theft was laid to his charge till the day of his death. About
fifty years ago, on a Sabbath morning, James Howie, the son of
the author of the "Scots Worthies," was driving the
cattle out to the moor when one of the cows, in jumping over a sheuch,
i.e., a ditch or furrow, sent one of its heels into a small
hillock, and disclosed something bright, which glistened in the
rays of the sun. It was a silver broad piece. "He picked it
up," said a John Waterston to us, who was then a boy serving
at Lochgoin, "and as many more as he could lay his hands
upon;" but he did no more at the time, as it was the Lord's
Day, than mark the spot - a spot not above fifty yards to the
west of the house. Next morning he came with a spade and dug
about until he came upon an old green purse and the rest of its
contents. In all there were about forty dollars and several
smaller coins. Of these, twenty-two only now remain. Nineteen are
dollars. All are more or less clipped. The milling, the grand
preventive of clipping - an improvement which, in this country,
we owe to the genius and resolution of four of England's greatest
names, Somers and Montagu, Locke and Newton - had not yet been
generally introduced. Thirteen of the dollars are coins of the
Republic of the Seven United Provinces, whose early struggles for
liberty have been so eloquently told in our own time in the pages
of Prescott and Motley. The earliest is of Friesland, of date
1597, not long after the seven provinces had become united. Its
inscription, "DEUS FORTITUDO ET SPES NOSTRA" i.e., "God
our strength and hope," tells how it was that the youthful
republic withstood the might of one of the greatest monarchies
the world ever saw. The others are of the years 1620, 1623, 1629,
1631, 1657, 1659, 1660, and five of 1662, and have all the
inscription, "RES PARVAE CRESCUNT CONCORDIA," i.e.,
"Small affairs increase by union," - an inscription as
instructive to small churches, as doubtless it was to the small
States of Holland.
Four are coins of the German empire. There is
one of the irresolute and timid Rudolph II., of date 1601;
another of the bigoted Ferdinand, the master of the proud
Wallenstein, of date 1621; and two of Ferdinand III, - one, a
very fine specimen, struck in the year 1648, the year of the
Paece of Munster, which closed the thirty years' war - and a
second, of date 1665.
Two are of the twelve free cities, Bremem,
Hamburg, Frankfort, etc. - one of date 1601, and the other 1659.
Its inscription, "DA PAC. DOMINE IN DIEB. NOSTRIS" -
"Give peace, Lord, in our days" - affectingly tells of
the barbarities the French, under Marshal Turenne, were then
perpetrating in Germany.
The three smaller coins are shillings, one of
them a shilling of the last year of Elizabeth's reign. and other
two of the later Irish coinage of James I.
The large amount of foreign coin in the purse
will not seem strange to those who remember how common it was for
Scotsmen in that age, like the Swiss in the last century and in
this, to serve as soldiers of fortune in the armies of Holland,
of Germany, of France, and even of Spain. The redoubtable Dugald
Dalgetty is something more than the creation of fancy. One of the
most stirring pages in Schiller chronicles how Henderson, a
Scotsman, commanded the reserve at the battle which proved fatal
to Gustavus Adolphus, and yet turned out a victory for the
Protestant interest, through the impassioned desire of the
soldiery to avenge the death of the king, who they loved almost
to idolatry. Captain Paton, whose Bible we have just looked at,
and who was born and brought up within sight of Lochgoin,
received his captaincy for deeds of valour in the service of the
Swedish king. Nisbet of Hardhill, an estate in the neighbouring
parish to Lochgoin, one of Howie's Scots Worthies, learned the
art of war in foreign countries. And Paton and Nisbet, as we may
be certain, were not the only Scotsmen in their district who had
come home with the titles wherewith Gustavus honoured his brave
soldiers, and the more substantial dollars earned in the armies
of the wealthy burgers of Holland.
Manuscripts. - With the exception of
the three note-books, these have all perished. About twenty years
ago, a chest containing the papers of John Howie, that had long
lain in the loft, was examined. It was found that the mice had
reduced its contents, said our informant, "to mulins," i.e.,
to crumbs, and the whole were committed to the flames.
Books. - John Howie had amassed a large
collection, as well as inherited some valuable volumes from his
father, of which evidently scarcely the half remain. The most
valuable - the broadsides, the last speeches of the martyrs, the
pamphlets of the Covenanting period, and the controversial
writings that arose out of Mr Macmillan's accession to the
Societies - have nearly all disappeared. They have been stolen,
or borrowed by people who have quietly forgotten that to keep
what belongs to your neighbour is little better than to keep
stolen goods. The books now to be seen are somewhat under three
hundred in number. Although the best are away, there are still
some of interest. There are the "Breeches" Bible, Lond.
1599; a black-letter copy of Foxe's "Book of Martyrs,"
Lond. 1641; and one or two curious old commentaries. On a copy of
Irving's "Oracles of God," Lond. 1824, there is the
following inscription, in the well-known handwriting of the
author:
"To my cousins, the Howies of Loch Goyne,
the representatives of a family which has done much, and suffered
much for the testimony of Christ.
EDW'D IRVING"
The most valuable part of the library is the
collection of pamphlets. They are chiefly of the middle and close
of last century. Like most pamphlets issued at that time, the
title-page generally contains as much matter as would now fill an
ordinary preface. Some of these title-pages must have costs their
authors no small pains. One of the most striking instances of
such loaded pages is tobe found in Thorburn's "Vindiciae
Magistratus," Edin. 1773. Its size is octavo, yet it
contains not less than fifty lines. In others the great object
seems to be to put the sting into the title-page - if possible,
utterly to destroy the adversary before the page is turned. Three
instances will suffice; and, if we are not mistaken, the first
and second are both from the same pen:
THE
Presbyterian Covenanter
DISPLAYED,
In his POLITICAL PRINCIPLES;
AND THE
IMPOSTER DETECTED.
Being an Answer to an Extravagant
Testimony emitted by a Presbytery
usurping the title REFORMED
&c
****
DUBLIN
MDCC,LXV
The first of these is chiefly noteworthy as
leading to the publication of the mass of compact and solid
thinking that Mr Thorburn of Pentland published under the title
of "Vindiciae Magistratus" - one of a series that the
fathers of the Reformed Presbyterian Church in the last century
issued, in vindication of the teachings of Scipture upon civil
magistracy.
REMARKS
UPON A VERY
EXTRAORDINARY BOOK,
INTITLED
An Apology and Vindication, &c
EMITTED BY
Still more extraordinary Authors, who design
themselves "A poor illiterate,
ignorant, and
despicable," (not despised) "handful
of the
Associate Congregations of Kilmaurs, Beith
&c
BUT NOTWITHSTANDING OF THIS
Their Profession of Ignorance, and want of
Learning, have commenced Expositors (rather
wresters) of Scripture and Divine Things ;
belying our Church Standards ; arraigning
and condemning Church Courts, for not pass-
ing Decisions agreeable to their Mind
ALL OF WHICH
Agree very well with the above Description,
the
Authors give of themselves.
=========
GLASGOW
1783.
The second is certainly intended to be a
stinging title-page.
The TESTIMONY Deserted
A PLAIN
DISCOVERY
OF THE
DEFECTIONS and SELF-INCON-
SISTENCES that Mr John M'Millan,
and the People in Communion with him,
are guilty of ; With the Reasons for
which the True Presbyterians of the
Cove-
nanted Church of Scotland cannot own
Mr M'Millan for their Minister.
* * * *
By WILLIAM WILSON
* * * *
GLASGOW.
MDCCXLIII.
The author of the third, William Wilson, was a
native of Ireland. He settled in this country, and wrote a number
of pamphlets, the burden of most of which is to show that Mr John
Macmillan of Balmaghie, the first minister of the General
Societies after the Revolution, cannot be owned for a lawful
minister of Jesus Christ. Wilson was an active member of the
general Societies, but Macmillan once felt it his duty to rebuke
him for drunkeness. Wilson's pride was hurt. He withdrew from
Macmillan's ministrations, and gradually adopted such views of
the defection of all the branches of the Church that he could
find no minister good enough for him. To such a length did he go
that he advocated celibacy, on the ground that there was no
lawful minister of the Gospel in existence, which could celebrate
marriage "according to the comely order of the Church of
Scotland." His pamphlet on the subject is entitles - "A
Short Essay pointing out Lawful and Unlawful Marriages, with
Reasons against Mongrel Marriages. Written in the month of
February, 1740. By a primitive Presbyterian. Glasgow, Printed for
the Author, and published for the Real Benefit of Unmarried
Presbyterians." His "Dying Testimony" is contained
in Calderwood's "Dying Testimonies." It extends to a
hundred and seventy closely printed 18mo pages, and is altogether
as carping and self-righteous a document as can well be imagined.
He seems to have ransacked his memory and his library in search
of every practice that differed from his own, and poured upon it
the vials of his wrath. Whitefield is called "a base,
enthusiastic, prelatic imposter ;" Queen Anne, "that
wicked Jezabel, the pretended Queen Anne;" Cromwell, "a
sectarian usurper;" and the British Parliament, "the
brutish Parliament." The poor people that go about the
country with raree shows he calls "base vagabonds that go
from place to place with vain shows and pictures." Of the
Anti-burghers he exclaims, "O my soul, come not thou into
their secret! mine honour, be not thou united unto them."
But the chief theme of his testimony is "the sinful ways"
of Mr John Macmillan and the Reformed Presbytery. With a vigour
and a variety of expression that would fill the Jesuits with
envy, he curses him and his followers through eight pages.
Curious as the title-pages of many of these
pamphlets are, their contents are not less so. We are
particularly taken with one written by James Howie of Drumtee, a
younger brother of the author of the "Scots Worthies,"
entitled "Folly and Falsehood exposed," etc., 1782. It
is an answer to a William Alexander, a tailor in Eaglesham, who
had written a pamphlet of ninety-two 12mo pages, abusing the
Reformed Presbytery for not baptizing his child. James Howie ably
vindicates the Presbytery, and disposes of the tailor in a very
summary way. As an illustration of how incisively controversy was
conducted in the keen air of Eaglesham and Lochgoin eighty years
ago, we give the following choice morceau from its
fourth page:
"Had the foolish, self-conceited Taylor
planned out his work with the measuring line of wisdom, justice,
righteousness, and prudence; had he cut it into its several parts
with the scissors of holy Christian love, meekness, and godly
fear; had he put on the thimble of ingenuity and sincerity, and
taken to him the thread of candour, honesty, simplicity, and
meekness, and stitched all his work together with the needle of
truth and uprightness, and finally smoothed all its rough and
clouted seams with the goose of humility, modesty, self-denial,
and Christian charity, there would have been little occassion for
this public examination of his sorry piece of wit and learning.
But having taken the instruments of a foolish workman, namely,
pedantry, causeless prejudice, falsehood and slander,
misrepresentation, pride, and impious self-boasting, and, by
these means, clouted together his monstrous performance, the wise
mans words, . . . .'answer a fool according to his folly, lest he
be wise in his own conceit,' may serve as a justification of the
present appearance."
But the atmoshere is getting musty with turning
over the pages of forgotten, worm-eaten pamphlets, and so we take
to the open air, and look about us. Lochgoin stands high. It is
nine hundred and fourteen feet above the level of the sea. Hence
it commands a magnificent view of the surrounding country. To the
north, in the far distance, are the Highland hills - Ben
Voirlich, Ben Ledi, Ben Venue, Ben Lomond, Ben Cruachan. Away to
the west is the fertile country round Kilmarnock. Beyond it we
have fifteen to twenty miles of sea, and beyond these again the
lofty heights of Arran. To the south-west, forty-five miles away,
as the crow flies, we have the conical-shaped Ailsa Craig. To the
south there is a wide stretch of wild moor. Beyond the moor,
about seven miles from Lochgoin, rises the round wooded top of
Loudon Hill, near which lies the far-famed battlefield of
Drumclog. The treeless and wild moorland aspect of the country
tells that it owes nothing to the hand of man. It is one of the
few districts of Scotland that must be very much the same as it
was under the dynasty of the Stuarts.
Lochgoin must have been the site of human
habitation for many ages. In 1862, about two hundred yards to the
north-east of the house, a flint celt was picked up by the
present tenant while ploughing.
About a mile to the west of Lochgoin, on the
road to Drumtee, there are a number of green square spots with a
slight ridge of earth and turf about them, that are evidently the
sites of human habitations, but when they were occupied by man
has long been forgotten. From these oases in the moor there runs
a turf dyke, which, it is said, can be traced as far as
Strathaven, twelve miles away.
Two hundred yards to the north of the house is a
small mound made of peat, called "The Tope." From it,
during the years of persecution, when the soldiers were expected,
a watch was kept, and oftener than once an alarm was given from
it to the inmates of the house, which enabled them to escape in
safety. Professor Innes, in the glossary to his "Scotch
Legal Antiquities," marks the word "tope" as
uncertain in meaning. It is not an unusual word in Fenwick Parish.
In the neighbouring farm of Drumtee a similar mound bears the
same name.
To the south, lying to the sun, is what John
Howie called his "garden of herbs." In a corner of it,
sheltered by a turf dyke, he wrote a considerable part of his
"Scots Worthies." Two of the trees that encircle the
garden are said to have been planted by James Howie, in the year
of the Revolution, 1688. The rest have been planted since the
century began. A small shed, or outhouse, lately pulled down,
long stood in the garden, in connection with which a story is
told extremely like a page from Defoe's vivid account of the
appalling visitations of the Great Plague in 1665. While the
plague was raging in Glasgow, a former nurse came, on an autumn
day, from thence to Lochgoin, and brought an apple for the two
children. She divided it between them. They had scarcely eaten
their halves when both took ill. They had caught the plague. So
terrified were the inmates of Lochgoin, that the children were
put into this outhouse, and all fled, save one who handed them
in, on a long stick, through a window, what the were supposed to
need. The children soon died, and their bodies lay in the
outhouse, until some one, less frightened than their friends, was
brought from Glasgow to bury them. The place where they lie is
marked by a cairn, on the edge of the moor, to the south of the
house. About half a mile further to the south is another cairn,
under which repose the remains of six persons who , three
centuries ago, were slain in a dispute that arose between the
inhabitants of Fenwick and Eaglesham, when settling the boundary
line which seperates the one parish from the other.
In thus looking about us, and hearing from the
present occupant of the farm - the thirty-eigth of his name that
has been in Lochgoin - as well as from our guide, stories of days
happily gone by, our time passed rapidly away, and we found that,
if we would be home by nightfall, we must speedily retrace our
steps. In little more than an hour's time we had left the moors
behind us, and a cultivated country again gladdened the eye. But
the day's excursion had made an abiding impression upon us. We
thought more highly of the fathers who hazarded their lives to
secure for us our present liberties. And it made us feel that,
with our abundant privileges, we would be guilty indeed if we did
not strive to do more even than they did, to spread the Gospel,
which nerved their arm in their contests with the tyrant and the
bigot, the universal reception of which shall ring the death-knell
of oppression and of wrong, the wide world over.
(In 1896 a handsome monument was erected by
public subscription to the memory of John Howie. It is in the
form of a granite obelisk, 27 feet high, and is placed on the
"tope" close to the farmhouse of Lochgoin. On the
central panel is the following inscription:
IN MEMORYOF JOHN HOWIE
AUTHOR OF "THE SCOTS WORTHIES,"
BORN 1735, - DIED 1793.
I HAVE CONSIDERED THE DAYS OF OLD. Ps lxxvii.
5.
On the rough boulders that form the base are the
names of a number of prominent Reformers and Martyrs. - Ed.)