Produced by An Anonymous Volunteer and David Widger
KIDNAPPED BEING MEMOIRS OF THE ADVENTURES OF DAVID BALFOUR IN THE YEAR 1751
HOW HE WAS KIDNAPPED AND CAST AWAY; HIS SUFFERINGS IN A DESERT ISLE; HIS JOURNEY IN THE WILD HIGHLANDS; HIS ACQUAINTANCE WITH ALAN BRECK STEWART AND OTHER NOTORIOUS HIGHLAND JACOBITES; WITH ALL THAT HE SUFFERED AT THE HANDS OF HIS UNCLE, EBENEZER BALFOUR OF SHAWS, FALSELY SO CALLED
WRITTEN BY HIMSELF AND NOW SET FORTH BY ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON WITH A PREFACE BY MRS. STEVENSON
PREFACE TO THE BIOGRAPHICAL EDITION
While my husband and Mr. Henley were engaged in writing plays in Bournemouth they made a number of titles, hoping to use them in the future. Dramatic composition was not what my husband preferred, but the torrent of Mr. Henley's enthusiasm swept him off his feet. However, after several plays had been finished, and his health seriously impaired by his endeavours to keep up with Mr. Henley, play writing was abandoned forever, and my husband returned to his legitimate vocation. Having added one of the titles, The Hanging Judge, to the list of projected plays, now thrown aside, and emboldened by my husband's offer to give me any help needed, I concluded to try and write it myself.
As I wanted a trial scene in the Old Bailey, I chose the period of 1700 for my purpose; but being shamefully ignorant of my subject, and my husband confessing to little more knowledge than I possessed, a London bookseller was commissioned to send us everything he could procure bearing on Old Bailey trials. A great package came in response to our order, and very soon we were both absorbed, not so much in the trials as in following the brilliant career of a Mr. Garrow, who appeared as counsel in many of the cases. We sent for more books, and yet more, still intent on Mr. Garrow, whose subtle cross-examination of witnesses and masterly, if sometimes startling, methods of arriving at the truth seemed more thrilling to us than any novel.
Occasionally other trials than those of the Old Bailey would be included in the package of books we received from London; among these my husband found and read with avidity:--
THE TRIAL OF JAMES STEWART in Aucharn in Duror of Appin FOR THE Murder of COLIN CAMPBELL of Glenure, Efq; Factor for His Majefty on the forfeited Estate of Ardfhiel.
My husband was always interested in this period of his country's history, and had already the intention of writing a story that should turn on the Appin murder. The tale was to be of a boy, David Balfour, supposed to belong to my husband's own family, who should travel in Scotland as though it were a foreign country, meeting with various adventures and misadventures by the way. From the trial of James Stewart my husband gleaned much valuable material for his novel, the most important being the character of Alan Breck. Aside from having described him as "smallish in stature," my husband seems to have taken Alan Breck's personal appearance, even to his clothing, from the book.
A letter from James Stewart to Mr. John Macfarlane, introduced as evidence in the trial, says: "There is one Alan Stewart, a distant friend of the late Ardshiel's, who is in the French service, and came over in March last, as he said to some, in order to settle at home; to others, that he was to go soon back; and was, as I hear, the day that the murder was committed, seen not far from the place where it happened, and is not now to be seen; by which it is believed he was the actor. He is a desperate foolish fellow; and if he is guilty, came to the country for that very purpose. He is a tall, pock-pitted lad, very black hair, and wore a blue coat and metal buttons, an old red vest, and breeches of the same colour." A second witness testified to having seen him wearing "a blue coat with silver buttons, a red waistcoat, black shag breeches, tartan hose, and a feathered hat, with a big coat, dun coloured," a costume referred to by one of the counsel as "French cloathes which were remarkable."
Table of contents (by pages)
- 1: Kidnapped by Robert Louis Stevenson
- 2: Containing The Pedigree of the Family of Appine
- 3: The past must echo in your memory
- 4: Are ye sorry to leave Essendean
- 5: As for the laird remember he's the laird
- 6: And I was told I was in Cramond parish
- 7: And knowing well that barbers were great gossips
- 8: And nothing stirred but the bats overhead
- 9: Asked the man with the blunderbuss
- 10: If you're done with that bit parritch
- 11: He'll never have spoken muckle of me
- 12: And there's naebody but you and me that ought the name
- 13: We had the porridge cold again at noon
- 14: Blinking and winking strangely
- 15: Returned my uncle pounds sterling
- 16: The house of Shaws stood some five full storeys high
- 17: Found there a blue phial of medicine
- 18: I sat down once more beside the fire
- 19: I have a venture with this man Hoseason
- 20: He's the finest seaman in the trade
- 21: There's worse off than me there's the twenty pounders
- 22: They're busking the Covenant for sea
- 23: Was it you that came in with Ebenezer
- 24: And the pleasant cries of the seamen at their work Hoseason
- 25: And now rushed giddily downward
- 26: Riach caught him by the sleeve
- 27: But for what ye say the now fie
- 28: Shuan would not hurt a fly except when he was drinking
- 29: And Captain Hoseason came down the ladder
- 30: Shuan was on his feet in a trice
- 31: Riach and the captain were singularly patient
- 32: Riach and the captain at their supper
- 33: The captain was looking at the guineas
- 34: Thirty guineas on the sea side
- 35: The gentleman is seeking a dram
- 36: They've murdered a boy already
- 37: Do you keep on charging the pistols
- 38: The captain said nothing to Alan
- 39: Whose legs were dangling through the skylight
- 40: Alan always did me more than justice
- 41: The friends of Alan Breck will come around you
- 42: Thereupon I consulted with Alan
- 43: Coble a small boat used in fishing
- 44: I know nothing I would help a Campbell to
- 45: Was wishful to see Hieland swordsmanship
- 46: But Ardshiel is the captain of the clan
- 47: And send it over seas for Ardshiel and his poor bairns
- 48: Ardshiel was to starve that was the thing he aimed at
- 49: And with this Alan fell into a muse
- 50: Would have made me risk my brig in sic a stoneyard
- 51: Riach from his place upon the mast
- 52: His brig was like wife and child to him
- 53: There was no sound of any surf
- 54: Back I went to the narrowest point and waded in
- 55: It was the same with the roofs of Iona
- 56: Though what should bring any creature to Earraid
- 57: Those two fishers would never have seen morning
- 58: It was no wonder the fishers had not understood me
- 59: Still wore the Highland philabeg
- 60: I knew Torosay to be my destination
- 61: Than he told me Torosay lay right in front
- 62: That the way runs by to Torosay
- 63: And since Macrob was one of the names of Alan's clansmen
- 64: At Kinlochaline I got Neil Roy upon one side on the beach
- 65: Henderland must be well liked in the countryside
- 66: It's to begin at Duror under James's very windows
- 67: Henderland had their very speech upon his tongue
- 68: For I have heard it both ways in Alan's country of Appin
- 69: And speers if I am on the way to Aucharn
- 70: Clapped down flat in the heather
- 71: Here was murder done upon the man Alan hated
- 72: I couldnae just conscientiously swear to him
- 73: There being but eleven Campbells on the jury
- 74: Either take to the heather with me
- 75: They didnae stop to fash with me
- 76: The accident fell out in Appin mind ye that
- 77: And I was right glad when Alan returned
- 78: Mungo Campbell'll be sure to paper him
- 79: Alan would leave me in the way
- 80: And I was sliddering back into the lynn
- 81: We lie here in some danger and mair discomfort
- 82: I should have suffered so cruelly
- 83: Alan proposed that we should try a start
- 84: The name of the cleft was the Heugh of Corrynakiegh
- 85: I would go down to Koalisnacoan whatever
- 86: But it would be a sore job for John Breck to read it
- 87: This he intrusted to the bouman
- 88: Perhaps the bouman was honest enough
- 89: Much of it was red with heather
- 90: Where was a big bush of heather
- 91: Alan was in the right trade as a soldier
- 92: As it appeared that Cluny would be glad to receive us
- 93: The trunks of several trees had been wattled across
- 94: As soon as the collops were ready
- 95: Cluny stopped mingling the cards
- 96: But Alan and Cluny were most of the time at the cards
- 97: Cluny said he would be very glad
- 98: And yet Alan had behaved like a child
- 99: And was now not only angry with Alan
- 100: And when I slept in my wet bed
- 101: Alan made no answer at the time
- 102: Alan had stopped opposite to me
- 103: A mere cry for help might bring Alan back to my side
- 104: Here were Stewarts and Maclarens
- 105: It was he who had shot James Maclaren at the plough stilts
- 106: I could never hear that the Macgregor had the best of it
- 107: But ye show a poor device in your warblers
- 108: Within plain view of Stirling Castle
- 109: We'll have to see what we can do for the firth
- 110: Came to the little clachan of Limekilns
- 111: But Alan had no words to spare for her in explanation
- 112: Biting his finger ends on a blae muir for cauld and hunger
- 113: And was out again at sea and rowing for Limekilns
- 114: I told him I was come to the Queensferry on business
- 115: My father was Alexander Balfour
- 116: Further interrogated where you now were
- 117: Thomson that there may be no reflections
- 118: And David Balfour come to life again
- 119: And a family lawsuit always scandalous
- 120: Thomson must certainly crop out
- 121: Rankeillor changed the order of march
- 122: And Torrance and I brought up the rear
- 123: Have a care of that blunderbuss
- 124: And I dinnae see how it would come to be kennt
- 125: Keeping the lad'll be a fashious job
- 126: To which Torrance and I and Alan set ourselves down
- 127: Thomson's kinsman quite another
- 128: We came the by way over the hill of Corstorphine
