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    For since they rode among our doors
    With splent on spauld and rusty spurs,
    There grows no fruit into our furs;
    Thus said John Up-on-land.
    DANNATYNE MS.

    The Scottish laws, which were as wisely and judiciously made as they
    were carelessly and ineffectually executed, had in vain endeavoured to
    restrain the damage done to agriculture, by the chiefs and landed
    proprietors retaining in their service what were called jack-men, from
    the _jack_, or doublet, quilted with iron which they wore as
    defensive armour. These military retainers conducted themselves with
    great insolence towards the industrious part of the community--lived
    in a great measure by plunder, and were ready to execute any commands
    of their master, however unlawful. In adopting this mode of life, men
    resigned the quiet hopes and regular labours of industry, for an
    unsettled, precarious, and dangerous trade, which yet had such charms
    for those once accustomed to it, that they became incapable of
    following any other. Hence the complaint of John Upland, a fictitious
    character, representing a countryman, into whose mouth the poets of
    the day put their general satires upon men and manners.

    They ride about in such a rage,
    By forest, frith, and field,
    With buckler, bow, and brand.
    Lo! where they ride out through the rye!
    The Devil mot save the company,
    Quoth John Up-on-land.

    Christie of the Clinthill, the horseman who now arrived at the little
    Tower of Glendearg, was one of the hopeful company of whom the poet
    complains, as was indicated by his "splent on spauld," (iron-plates on
    his shoulder,) his rusted spurs, and his long lance. An iron
    skull-cap, none of the brightest, bore for distinction a sprig of the
    holly, which was Avenel's badge. A long two-edged straight sword,
    having a handle made of polished oak, hung down by his side. The
    meagre condition of his horse, and the wild and emaciated look of the
    rider, showed their occupation could not be accounted an easy or a
    thriving one. He saluted Dame Glendinning with little courtesy, and
    the monk with less; for the growing, disrespect to the religious
    orders had not failed to extend itself among a class of men of such

    disorderly habits, although it may be supposed they were tolerably
    indifferent alike to the new or the ancient doctrines.

    "So, our lady is dead, Dame Glendinning?" said the jack-man; "my
    master has sent you even now a fat bullock for her mart--it may serve
    for her funeral. I have left him in the upper cleugh, as he is
    somewhat kenspeckle, [Footnote: _Kenspeckle>/I>--that which is
    easily recognized by the eye.] and is marked both with cut and
    birn--the sooner the skin is off, and he is in saultfat, the less
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