Midlothian Mayhem - Malcolm Archibald

A Journey To The History Of 18th And 19th Century Midlothian, Scotland

Midlothian Mayhem: Murder, Miners and the Military in Old Midlothian by Malcolm Archibald

Book excerpt

Many of my ancestors were Midlothian miners. With names such as Flockhart, Junar and Hood, they toiled under the ground and lived in Gowkshill, Cockpen and Stobshill. Others were Midlothian ploughmen, working some of the most productive soil in Scotland, with the serrated ridge of the Pentlands as a backdrop and the snell wind biting at them from every quarter. One or two were soldiers, hefting their rifles as they faced the enemy of crown and country. They left few memorials to their lives but to judge by census and other records, they were decent, hardworking, honest folk and nobody can ask more than that.

Squeezed between the capital city of Edinburgh and the Scottish Borders, the county of Midlothian has a fascinating history that includes medieval battles, Covenanters, industrial disputes, fertile farms, powerful landowners, a strong military presence, tragedy and crime. This eclectic little book will concentrate on aspects of Midlothian history in the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries, a period when the county and the entire country, changed dramatically. Industrialisation spread, ideas of political reform took root and Britain emerged from a series of bruising wars with France to find herself the leading maritime power in the world. During this era, particularly in the early nineteenth century, the powers-that-be fretted over what they viewed as a tidal wave of political unrest and crime that threatened to upset the established order that kept them at the top.

Were these years so terrible or were the elite only magnifying some minor unrest for their own purposes? It is possible that there was unrest from the so-called “lower orders,’ but was this period a terrifying era for crimes? Were people afraid to leave their beds in case wild men and women attacked them? Were houses always prone to robbery and travellers liable to attack?

Perhaps not, but Midlothian certainly had its share of strife, social upheaval and crime.

This small book will look at some of the groups of people who were significant in Midlothian during this period, the police and the military, who ultimately defended the established order, and the colliers, who sought a better life. It will also look at some of the crimes that affected ordinary people. As an area that included both industrial and rural lives, Midlothian could be seen as a microcosm of Scotland. It had great triumphs and something of the dark side, murder and brutal assaults, drunken squabbles and riots, poisoning and highway robbery, theft and betrayal. In the past, some people have asked me why the nineteenth-century witnessed such an interest in crime. The answer could be because that century saw the beginning of a professional police force, the alteration from a rural to an urban economy and from horse to machine power.

This book is not in any way an academic examination of Midlothian, but an introduction to some aspects of the county, nothing more. Hopefully, the reader will find this look at some of Midlothian’s past as fascinating as I did myself. And my ancestors, who lived through it, probably knew some of the people involved.

Malcolm Archibald

Chapter One - Historical And Geographical Background

At one time it was also known as Edinburghshire, the area of fertile, rolling farmland, moors and low hills immediately to the south of the Scottish capital city. On the west it is bounded by the friendly green hills of the Pentlands; on the east, it slides serenely into the fertile plain of East Lothian while, to the south, the bleak Moorfoot Hills and the windy heights of Soutra act as a partial barrier to the frontier lands of the Scottish Borders. In the eighteenth and nineteenth century, it was larger, encompassing what is today the southern suburbs of Edinburgh, spreading south to the Borders and wrapping around to the west, to where Corstorphine and Cramond now lie snug within the precincts of the capital.

Now, Edinburghshire is known as Midlothian, one of the most intriguing areas of Scotland, which itself is a land of surreal beauty, myth, legend and a few millions of the most dynamic people on the planet. Midlothian boasts a history that stretches as far back as human settlement. From at least the times of the Romans, armies have marched this way. As the epic poem, The Gododdin proclaims, the sixth century king Mynyddog of Gododdin sent his three hundred warriors south from Din Eidyn- Edinburgh - to challenge the invading Angles. The enemy launched the inevitable counterstroke, and the Angle-Saxons occupied the Lothians for centuries until the Scots marched south to claim the territory. Sir William Wallace, Guardian of Scotland, was said to be here, and in the fourteenth century, the Scottish resistance fighters known as the Grey Wolves made their home in the Pentland hills as they harried and harassed English invaders. Covenanters fought and worshipped in the green cleuchs of the Pentlands, stage-coaches rattled over the roads, and the industrial revolution brought the railways and the men who made them. There was mining, milling and paper-making, the gradual growth of settlements into small towns and the slow, steady pace of the farming season. Naturally, all these events left their mark, and this little corner of Scotland has archaeological sites from the Iron Age, castles and chapels from the Middle Ages, mansion houses from the eighteenth century and an industrial heritage second to none.

Naturally, such a fertile area attracted the attention of invaders, and bloody battles were fought in Midlothian, notably Roslin, Crichton and Rullion Green.

The battle of Roslin is less known now than it once was, but the story, if not historical fact, speaks of the Scots defeating the English three times in one day. Perhaps the battle is less famous than other Scottish victories because the victor was John Comyn, Bruce's rival for the throne, rather than the more acceptable Wallace or Bruce. Legend provides colourful, if doubtful, details and claims that eight thousand Scots faced near four times that many English. Confident of their numbers, the English split into three separate divisions, and the Scots defeated them one by one. Legend also speaks of thirty-five thousand casualties and bodies choking the nearby burn. Romance says that the battle occurred because Lady Margaret of Dalhousie rejected the advances of the English commander of Edinburgh Castle and married Lord Sinclair of Roslin instead.

Geoffrey Barrow, in his book Robert Bruce, provides a more sober appraisal of the battle, with Comyn and Simon Fraser leading a Scottish force that defeated the leading division of an English army. A second English division rescued some of the prisoners and both sides recoiled. It was not quite a major victory, but certainly a battle worth recording while place-name evidence, with Killburn and Shinbane Field, tend to prove the reality of the combat, if not the details.

If history has dimmed the Battle of Roslin, it has all but forgotten the encounter at Crichton, which took place outside Crichton Castle in 1337 during the Second War of Independence. Sir Andrew Murray was besieging the English garrison of Edinburgh Castle when an English relieving force moved north from Carlisle. Murray met them at Crichton, sent them back south again and that is just about all that is known of that encounter.

There is much more information about the battle of Rullion, or Rullion Green, which was fought a few miles from Penicuik on a dreich November day in 1666. At a time of religious strife, King Charles II foisted bishops and other elements of the Episcopalian Church onto the Kirk of Scotland. Many Presbyterians objected, particularly in the west of Scotland, leading to the king and government repressing these objectors, known as Covenanters, with harsh measures including fines and even execution. The Covenanters were forced to hold secret church meetings in the moors and hills, known as Conventicles, and eventually the repression became too much.

In November 1666 around 3000 poorly armed Covenanters marched to Edinburgh, naively intending to put their case before the king or his representative. Instead, the Lord Provost slammed shut the city gates and ordered out the City Guard. General Tam Dalyell, a veteran of the civil wars of the 1640s and of warfare in Russia, led the King’s Scottish army to put down the Covenanters’ rising. With their numbers reduced to around a thousand men, the Covenanters faced Dalyell on the slopes of the Pentlands. Inevitably, the trained soldiers won, with those Covenanters who were captured, either executed or transported. While Scotland remembers the later persecution of the Stuart supporters in the wake of the Jacobite risings, the Stuart king's repression of the Presbyterians is often forgotten.

Augmenting the battles, Midlothian’s history includes the Knights Templar at Roslin and at Temple. The Gaelic name of Temple was Balantradoch, meaning Town of the Warriors, which is an eminently suitable title for these formidable knights who owned the lands here. Nearby is the double-towered Borthwick Castle, where the romantic Mary, Queen of Scots once slipped over the castle wall, disguised as a page-boy, as she followed her tragic doom. Cromwell attacked the castle during his invasion of Scotland, while during Hitler’s War, various national treasures were stored here. Today Borthwick is a luxury hotel.

There is scarcely a corner of Midlothian that was not the scene of some historical drama.

All through the Middle Ages, Scotland lived with the threat of English invasion and Midlothian, without natural defences to the south, was one of the most vulnerable areas. In 1455, the parliament passed an act that provided for early warning of invasion, with signal fires by night and smoke by day. A single bale on fire was a warning that the English were coming. Two bales meant that they are coming fast, and four indicated that the enemy was in great force. These bale fires were situated from the Border all the way north, with a beacon on Soutra Edge the focal point for Lothian attention.

These warning fires would cause a scurry of activity as men and women either grabbed their spears and prepared to defend their land or ran for shelter in the hills. Meanwhile, the great lords would clang shut the portcullis of the castle gates, whistle up their manpower and prepare to fight. In the Middle Ages, castles both defended the land against invaders and served as a reminder to sometimes unruly locals that behind these massive stone walls were the lords and masters of creation: mailed knights with long swords and short sympathy for any agitating peasants. Midlothian's castles are as dramatic as any in Scotland. Borthwick with its twin towers sits by the Gore Water, guarding the route south to Galashiels. Crichton, elevated beside the Tyne, has a distinctive Renaissance diamond-patterned interior wall and its very own ghost. Roslin looms tall beside a deep gorge, with a spectacular entrance over a narrow bridge. There is also the much-altered Dalhousie Castle, visited by Edward Longshanks of England and which held out against the forces of King Henry IV of England in 1400. All these castles nailed down the land with uncompromising, enduring solidity. Today they may appear romantic; in their heyday, they were military structures, built to dominate and intimidate. Augmenting the military architecture was that of religion.

Midlothian's religious buildings may lack the scale of the Border abbeys, but none of the interest. The hollow church at Temple was once home to the Knights Templar. Better known is the more sophisticated Roslin Chapel, a short hop to the northward. William Sinclair, the builder of Roslin Chapel, “caused artificiers to be brought from other regions and forraigne kingdoms” to create this masterpiece, with its mysterious carvings and haunted atmosphere. The Welsh traveller, Thomas Pennant, visited Roslin in 1772 and termed it “a curious piece of Gothic architecture” with a “variety of ludicrous sculpture”. On the other hand, the very perceptive Dorothy Wordsworth thought it “a most elegant building,” with architecture that was “exquisitely beautiful”. Among the most interesting symbols is a carving of maize, a plant native to North America, in a building that was erected half a century before Christopher Columbus allegedly discovered that New World.

The solitary building of Soutra Aisle, which stands on the site of a once prestigious hospital at the head of bleak Soutra Hill, is much less pretentious. Situated on the B6368, it deserves to be better known, for archaeologists have discovered a wealth of medical treasures including hemlock, opium poppy and East African cloves. Soutra was once the highest monastic site in Britain - where weary or beleaguered wayfarers could stop to rest and recuperate from what would inevitably be a fatiguing journey. A mediaeval tract gives a flavour of the times when it speaks of putting a patient to sleep with a herbal recipe dissolved in a draught of wine and “thanne men may safly kerven him” – then men may safely carve him. What a splendid piece of writing by that monk-scribe.

The aisle later served as the burial vault for the Pringles of Soutra, a use that may explain why it has survived when all visible traces of the other mediaeval buildings have disappeared.

The place names themselves hint at the layers of history, with Roman Camp Hill above Newtongrange suggesting ancient occupation, Penicuik being the Brythonic – the language of Mynyddog of Gododdin- for Hill of the Cuckoo and Gowkshill meaning the same thing in Scots. Other names also reflect the local wildlife, with Hare Moss and Ravensneuk south of Penicuik, while Bonnyrigg was a beautiful ridge and Shinbanes and the Kill Burn tell evocatively where Scots warriors defeated the invading army at Roslin and Brothershiels hints at shielings or summer pasturing. The Castlelaw souterrain tells its own story: the souterrain is within the ramparts of an Iron Age fort. A study of place names will remove the veil from much of old Midlothian to reveal a hidden, vibrant history.

“History brought to life... an excellent read”

— Amazon Review

“A quality book that covers some of the lesser known aspects of Midlothian history, from the slavery of the miners to forgotten crimes of the 19th century”

— Amazon Review

“An excellent account of local and social history... Easy to read, hard to lay down”

— Amazon Review

Book Details

AUTHOR NAME: Malcolm Archibald

BOOK TITLE: Midlothian Mayhem: Murder, Miners and the Military in Old Midlothian

GENRE: Nonfiction

SUBGENRE: History / Scotland

PAGE COUNT: 226