456 Report of Meetings for 1889. By t)r. J. Hardy. 



there is another claimant to that title, as appears from an 

 original song in the Wilkie MSS., which I have. However, 

 we may give a quotation, as being appropriate to the locality, 

 from " Mr Matthew Gotterson's " spirited effusion. — 

 " T vanquish'd the Queen's lieutenant ; 



Her fierce troopers I made to flee ; 



My name it is little Jock Elliot, 



An' wha dar' meddle \vi' me. 



"I ride on my fleet-footed grey, 

 My sword banging down by my knee ; 

 I ne'er was afraid of a fae, 

 Then wha dar' meddle wi' me. 



" Doon by the Deadwater stank 

 Jock Fenwick I met on the lea, 

 His saddle was toom in a clank, 

 An' wha dar' meddle wi' me." 



Leaving Newcastleton by the road for Jedburgh, and having 

 the river Liddel on our right hand, we soon observe the farm- 

 house and steading of Whithaugh (pronounced Whittock) 

 standing on the east side of the river, surrounded by trees. 

 Here stood an old tower formerly belonging to the Armstrong 

 clan. (See inscription on tombstone in Castleton Churchyard of 

 one of the last of the Armstrongs of "Whithaugh, in Bruce 

 Armstrong's " Liddesdale," foot note, page 86.) The last Mr 

 Elliot left the estate to his nephew, a Mr Little. Mr Little died 

 some few years ago ; and it is now in the hands of his executors, 

 but tenanted by Mr George Oliver. Once when Armstrong left 

 Whithaugh to visit his estate in Ewesdale, Taylor, a freebooter 

 of Bewcastle, robbed the Tower. Armstrong in retaliation 

 burned Taylor's house down. 



Roan farm is shortly passed on our left, standing a little off 

 the road, nicely seated on a wooded knoll. Here stood the 

 Eoan Peel Tower. 



Brox, a wayside cottage between the road and the railway at 

 the southern end of a wood covering a steep brae, is interesting 

 for its name. 



Wild roses bloomed brightly by the road-sides ; some of our 

 members who came from Carlisle that morning had also 

 remarked how profusely they flowered near Carlisle. Owing to 

 early frosts, the blossom of the Hawthorn did not set this season, 

 so that there were scarcely any Haivs ; on the other hand, Heps 

 continued long into the winter, along with a few Honeysuckle 



