seven slain brothers

The Douglas clan was a powerful one in ancient Scotland, respected and sometimes feared. Mothers would use the name to pressure their children: Be good or the black Douglas will get you. They were called Black Douglas, for their inclination as well as their complexion; they were a rather dark-skinned family.

One of the many Douglas chiefs had seven sons and a daughter, Lady Margaret, who fell in love with a local nobleman named Sir William. The Douglas home was the Ettrick Forest, a vast area of land and a royal hunting ground that, much as it is diminished now, still spreads over various Shires in the Scottish Borders: Selkirk, Dumfries and Peebles.

thistle with gravestone

Sir William was probably a Scott or a Cockburn of Henderland, definitely not a Douglas or someone Lady Margaret’s father would approve of. As it happens with all Romeo and Juliet stories, the whole thing ended in tragedy, the couple tried to make an escape, but was caught and Douglas and his seven sons attacked. In the following fight the young lover killed the bride’s family, one after the other.

gravestone overlooking St Mary's Loch

There are stones in a small, magical circle to mark the spot not far away from Yarrow. But the victorious lover paid dearly for the victory. Wounded, he made it home only to draw his last breath in the arms of his bride to be. Lady Margaret, full of pain over the loss of her lover and her family, died of grief soon afterwards.

graveyard on a hill

The two starcrossed lovers were buried side by side in the cemetery of St. Mary in the Lowes in the Parish of Yarrow. The cemetery is hidden on a hill, a short but steep walk from the road. A beautiful and remote feel gives the cemetery overlooking St Mary’s Loch the atmosphere for a story like this to feel real. There are no traces left of the tragedy but in song, in one of the countless Border Ballads collected by Sir Walter Scott and sung since people can remember.

Roses are said to have grown on both graves, the branches of which eventually united in love. Today, the graveyard is spotted with purple thistles, the emblems of Scotland.

view of St Mary's Loch from graveyard

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@nme Nellie Merthe Erkenbach Scotland for Quiet Moments

Scotland is a country full of history, stories and secrets. Often, the three cannot be separated. That is what makes this country so wonderful and unique. The stories of this book have been discovered and gathered for Erkenbach’s blog, Graveyards of Scotland, over many years. Her main sources were historical travel guides from the 18th and 19th centuries, where the finds were scary, beautiful, funny, and sometimes, cruel. This unusual approach to a country’s history has produced amazing results. You don’t have to share the author’s passion for cemeteries to enjoy this book; only a small number of the stories in this collection take place in graveyards, though they do all end in them, so perhaps it helps.

The fairy hill in Inverness, a nitrate murder on Shetland, a family of left-handers, wolves, Robert the Bruce and William Wallace shown in a new light, the secret bay of the writer Gavin Maxwell, a murdering poet and so many things you didn’t know about Scotland, its clans and its history.

Scotland for Quiet Moments is available as ebook and paperback on Amazon.

sources and further reading:

Alistair Moffat: The Borders. A History of the Borders From Earliest Time. Birlinn, Edinburgh, 2002

Nigel Tranter: Portrait of the Border Country. Hale, London, 1972

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