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was the ancestor of the Gordons of Pitlurg; the latter of those of Lesmoir, and of Craig-Gordon. This last family is now represented by James Gordon, Esq. of Craig, being the eleventh, in direct descent, from Sir John de Gordon.

NOTE B.

and the Grames.-P. 354, v. 2.

THE clan of Græme, always numerous and powerful upon the Border, were of Scottish origin, and deduce the descent of their chieftain, Græme of Netherby, from John with the bright sword, a son of Malice Græme, Earl of Menteith, who flourished in the fourteenth century. Latterly, they became Englishmen, as the phrase went, and settled upon the Debateable Land, whence they were transported to Ireland, by James VI., with the exception of a very few respectable families; " because," said his Majesty in a proclamation, "they do all (but especially the Græmes) confess themselves to be no meet persons to live in these countries; and also to the intent their lands may be inhabited by others, of good and honest conversation." But, in the reign of Henry IV., the Græmes of the Border still adhered to the Scottish allegiance, as appears from the tower of Græme in Annandale, Græme's Walls in Tweeddale, and other castles within Scotland, to which they have given their name. The reader is, however, at liberty to suppose, that the Græmes of the Lennox and Menteith, always ready to shed their blood in the cause of their country, on this occasion joined Douglas.

NOTE C.

With them the Lindesays light and gay.-P. 354, v. 2.

THE chief of this ancient family, at the date of the battle of Otterbourne, was David Lindissay, Lord of Glenesk, afterwards

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created Earl of Crawford. He was, after the manner of the times, a most accomplished knight. He survived the battle of Otterbourne, and the succeeding carnage of Homildon. In May, 1390, he went to England, to seek adventures of chivalry; and justed, upon London Bridge, against the Lord of Wells, an English knight, with so much skill and success, as to excite among the spectators a suspicion that he was tied to his saddle; which he removed, by riding up to the royal chair, vaulting out of his saddle, and resuming his seat without assistance, although loaded with complete armour. 1392, Lindsay was nearly slain in a strange manner. A band of Caterans, or wild Highlanders, had broken down from the Grampian Hills, and were engaged in plundering the county of Angus. Walter Ogilvy, the sheriff, and Sir Patrick Gray, marched against them, and were joined by Sir David Lindsay. Their whole retinue did not exceed sixty men, and the Highlanders were above three hundred. Nevertheless, trusting to the superiority of arms and discipline, the knights rushed on the invaders at Gasclune, in the Stormont. The issue was unfortunate. Ogilvy, his brother, and many of his kindred, were overpowered and slain. Lindsay, armed at all points, made great slaughter among the naked Caterans; but as he pinned one of them to the earth with his lance, the dying mountaineer writhed upwards, and, collecting his force, fetched a blow with his broadsword, which cut through the knight's stirrup leather and steel boot, and nearly severed his leg. The Highlander expired, and Lindsay was with difficulty borne out of the field by his followers.-WYNTOWN. Lindsay is also noted for a retort made to the famous Hotspur. At a March meeting, at Haldane Stank, he happened to observe, that Percy was sheathed in complete armour. "It is for fear of the English horsemen," said Percy, in explanation; for he was already meditating the insurrection immortalized by Shakspeare. "Ah! Sir Harry," answered Lindsay, 66 I have seen you more sorely bested by Scottish footmen than by English horse."-WYNTOWN. Such was the leader of the "Lindesays light and gay.”

According to Froissart, there were three Lindsays in the battle of Otterbourne, whom he calls Sir William, Sir James, and Sir Alexander. To Sir James Lindsay there fell a strange chance

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of war," which I give in the words of the old historian. shall show you of Sir Mathewe Reedman, (an English warrior, and governor of Berwick,) who was on horsebacke, to save himselfe, for he alone coulde not remedy the matter. At his departynge, Sir James Lindsay was nere him, and sawe Sir Mathewe departed. And this Sir James, to wyn honour, followed in chase Sir Mathewe Reedman, and came so near him, that he myght have stryken hym with hys speare, if he had lyst. Than he said,A! Sir Knyght, tourne! it is a shame thus to fly! I am James of Lindsay. If ye will nat tourne, I shall strike you on the backe with my speare.' Sir Mathewe spoke no worde, but struke his hors with his spurres sorer than he did before. In this maner he chased him more than three myles. And at last Sir Mathewe Reedman's hors foundered, and fell under him. Than he stept forthe on the erthe, and drewe out his swerde, and toke corage to defend himselfe. And the Scote thoughte to have stryken him on the brest, but Sir Mathewe Reedman swerved fro the stroke, and the speare point entred into the erthe. Than Sir Mathewe strak asonder the speare wyth his swerde. And whan Sir James Lindsay saw howe he had lost his speare, he cast away the tronchon, and lyghted a-fote, and toke a lytell battell-axe, that he carryed at his backe, and handled it with his one hand, quickly and delyverly, in the whyche feate Scottes be well experte. And than he set at Sir Mathewe, and he defended himselfe properly. Thus they journeyed toguyder, one with an axe, and the other with a swerde, a longe season, and no man to lette them. Fynally, Sir James Lindsay gave the knyght such strokes, and held him so short, that he was putte out of brethe in such wyse, that he yielded himselfe, and sayde, Sir James Lindsay, I yelde me to you.'—' Well,’ quod he;' and I receyve you, rescue or no rescue.'-' I am content,' quod Reedman, so ye dele wyth me like a good companyon.'' I shall not fayle that,' quod Lindsay, and so put up his swerde. Well,' said Reedman, what will ye nowe that I shall do?—I am your prisoner; ye have conquered me; I wolde gladly go agayn to Newcastell, and, within fiftene dayes, I shall come to you into Scotland, where as ye shall assign me.'—' I am content,' quod Lindsay; 'ye shall promyse, by your faythe, to present your

selfe, within these four weeks, at Edinborowe; and wheresover ye go, to repute yourselfe my prisoner.' All this Sir Mathewe sware, and promised to fulfil."

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The warriors parted upon these liberal terms, and Reedman returned to Newcastle. But Lindsay had scarcely ridden a mile, when he met the Bishop of Durham, with 500 horse, whom he rode towards, believing them to be Scottish, until he was too near them to escape. "The byshoppe stepte to him, and sayde, Lindsay, ye are taken; yielde ye to me.'- Who be you?' quod Lindsay. I am,' quod he, the Byshoppe of Durham.' And fro whens come you, sir?' quod Lindsay. I come fro the battell,' quod the bishoppe, but I strucke never a stroke there. I go back to Newcastell for this night, and ye shal go with me.''I may not chuse,' quod Lindsay, 'sith ye will have it so. I have taken, and I am taken; such is the adventures of armes." "-Lindsay was accordingly conveyed to the bishop's lodgings in Newcastle, and here he was met by his prisoner Sir Matthew Reedman; who “founde him in a studye, lying in a windowe, and sayde, 'What! Sir James Lindsay, what make you here?'-Than Sir James came forth of the studye to him, and sayde, By my fayth, Sir Mathewe, fortune hath brought me hyder; for, as soon as I was departed fro you, I mete by chaunce the Byshoppe of Durham, to whom I am prisoner, as ye be to me. I beleve ye shal not nede to come to Edenborowe to me to mak your fynaunce. I think, rather, we shal make an exchange one for another, if the byshoppe be also contente.''Well, sir,' quod Reedman, we shall accord ryght well toguyder; ye shal dine this day with me; the byshoppe and our men be gone forth to fyght with your men. I can nat tell what we shall know at their retourne.' I am content to dine with you,' quod Lindsay."-FROISSART'S Chronicle, translated by Bourchier, Lord Berners, vol. i. chap. 146.

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"O gran bontà de' cavalieri antiqui!
Eran rivali, eran di fè diversi ;
E si sentian de gli aspri colpi iniqui
Per tutta la persona anco dolersi ;
E pur per selve oscure, e calle iniqui
Insieme van senza sospetta aversi.”

L'Orlando.

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