The Devil in Glencoe, and Other StoriesAuthor(s): Dora BaileySource: Folklore, Vol. 16, No. 1 (Mar. 25, 1905), pp. 61-62Published by: Taylor & Francis, Ltd. on behalf of Folklore Enterprises, Ltd.Stable URL: http://www.jstor.org/stable/1254469 .

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Collectanea. 6

THE DEVIL IN GLENCOE, AND OTHER STORIES.

(Ante, p. I.)

(Communicated through Mr. J. Charrington of The Grange, Shenley, Herts.)

" DEAR -- "Why do you want the story of Mr. M'Innes seeing

the Devil ? Luckily I wrote it down just after his wife told it

me, and here it is.

"'Weel, one night Himself and two or three of the neighbours were coming down from the Glen, and when they got to the

Bridge of Coe all at once there came up over the side of the bridge a great black kin' a' beast, with eyes like yon red

peats, and twice as big as a man, and there he stood in the middle o' the bridge, and they were all too scared to walk on past him. But Himself knew it was the Teffle, so he went

up to him and said "I baptize ye in the name of Christ," and the Teffle gave a great cry which woke up all the people in the houses, and then he chumped over the other side of the

bridge and down into the water, and there were a lot of ducks

sleeping down there, and he must have chumped in all among them and given them a fright too, for they flew about and screamed and were chust terrified, and Himself and his friends came home to their beds, and Himself did not rise from his bed for days and days after that.'

"Then I asked her how Mr. M'Innes knew it was the devil, and she looked at me with as much scorn as she was capable of putting into her gentle old face, and said, 'As if any person could meet the Teffle and not know him!' So I asked no more

questions after that. " I could tell you plenty of superstitions, such as curing a sick

cow by tying her left ear to her left horn and her tail to her left

leg with something red and leaving her like that for seven days, but the only other stories I know about the supernatural which are tangible enough to write down are chiefly about second sight. Here are two which are quite authentic.

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62 Collectanea.

"Once old D. P. M'Donald was driving over Banavie Moss when he saw one of his own men with a cart drawn up at the side of the road as if he were waiting for something. So Mr. M'Donald called out and asked him what he was waiting for, and the man called back, 'I'm waiting to let the funeral by.' Well there was not a funeral anywhere in sight, and old D. P. drove on, thinking the man was drunk, and leaving him waiting there. That night the man was drowned in the locks, and his own funeral was the next to come over Banavie Moss.

"The other one is this, and was told me by our lad Duncan as we were driving into Spean one day. We were passing the

'resting cairn' that was put up about seven years ago for old

Campbell of Lowbridge, and Duncan said that one night just before it was put up he and Wallace (the Glenfintaig keeper) were walking home from Fort-Augustus, and they were so tired with the long tramp that they sat down to rest on the place where the cairn now is, and as they were sitting there they heard the voices of Duncan's father and Donald Campbell (Lowbridge's son) down by the burn below, and they could hear them throwing the stones about and talking quite plainly. So Duncan called out to his father, and getting no answer he

got up and went down the bank to the burn, and when he got there he could still hear the talking and the stones being moved

about, but there was no one there. Then he felt frightened and ran back to Wallace, who also had felt scared and had run

off along the road, so Duncan took to his heels and never

stopped till he got home, where he found his father in bed and asleep, and no doubt Donald Campbell was similarly employed. Well, the next day old Campbell died quite sud-

denly and on the day he was buried he was 'rested' by that

burn and Duncan's father and Donald Campbell were the two

to go down to the burn and throw up the stones for the others

to put up the cairn with. DORA BAILEY."

Invergloy, i Ith November, 1904.

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