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I have no more of my song to sing,
But two or three words to you I’ll name;
But ’twill be talk’d in Carlisle town
That these two old men were all the blame.
THE FIRE OF FRENDRAUGHT
The Text is from Motherwell’s Minstrelsy. He received the ballad from Charles Kirkpatrick Sharp. In Maidment’s North Countrie Garland there is a similar version with a number of small verbal differences.
The Story.—Frendraught in Aberdeenshire, and Rothiemay in Banffshire, lie on opposite sides of the Deveron, which separates the counties. A feud began (as the result of a dispute over fishing rights) between Crichton of Frendraught and Gordon of Rothiemay, and in a fight on the first day of the year 1630, Rothiemay and others were killed. Kinsmen of both parties were involved; and though the broil was temporarily settled, another soon sprang up. The Lord John of the ballad was Viscount Melgum, the second son of the Marquis of Huntly, who was appealed to as a peacemaker between the factions of Leslie and Crichton. Lord John and Rothiemay were sent by the Marquis to escort Frendraught to his home, a precaution rendered necessary by the knowledge that the Leslies were in ambuscade. Arrived at Frendraught, the laird and lady entreated the two young men to remain the night, and eventually prevailed on them to do so.
However (though it was long disputed whether the fire was an accident or not), it seems that the ancient grudge against Rothiemay moved Frendraught to sacrifice ‘a great quantity of silver, both coined and uncoined,’ in the firing of his house for the sake of burning Rothiemay.