JAMES V. THE KING OF THE COMMONS—THE STORY OF JOHNNIE ARMSTRONG
"The last of our steers on the board has been spread,
And the last flask of wine in our goblet is red;
Up! up, my brave kinsmen! belt swords and begone,
There are dangers to dare, and there's spoil to be won.
The rain is descending; the wind rises loud;
And the moon her red beacon has veiled with a cloud;
'Tis the better, my mates! for the warder's dull eye
Shall in confidence slumber, nor dream we are nigh."
 NOW that James was free, he began really to rule, and one of the first things he tried to do was to bring order to the
Border Lands. All about the Borders lived tribes of fierce, unruly men, who were nearly always at war with the English
or with each other. They never thought of tilling the ground or of rearing cattle for themselves, but when they were in
need, they rode out against their peaceful neighbours, and stole from them anything they could lay hands upon.
The great lords were often the worst thieves. In one castle it was the custom, when the last bullock had been killed for
food, for the lady of the house to place upon the table a dish of spurs. This was a hint to the lord of the castle that
it was time for him to gather his men and ride out for more. Then the men would buckle on their armour, mount their
horses and ride away.
 In the gloaming of a summer night, or when the August moon was shining, some peaceful farmer would be roused by the
trample of horses' hoofs and the lowing of cattle. He would awake, perhaps, to find his cattle sheds empty, his barns
ablaze, and the thieves already far away. Or, if there was yet time to fight, he might be left dead or wounded beside
his plundered homestead, while the robbers rode homeward, driving the good man's cattle before them.
Sometimes these raids were the result of quarrels between two families; they were vengeance for some real or fancied
wrong. Sometimes they were mere lawlessness. One man wanted what another had, so he took it. Might was right. It seemed
to these Border reivers, that if a man could not protect his goods, they had a right to take them from him. That was
quite natural and simple, and so unruly were the times, that it was hard to make these reivers believe that they were in
any way worthy of punishment.
But King James meant not only to make laws, but to force the people to keep them. He loved justice, and he set himself
to protect the weak from the strong. So, under pretence of a great hunting expedition, he gathered a good company of
knights and soldiers, and rode to the Borders. And so quick was the King, that he seized the greatest of the reivers,
and hanged them at their own castle gates before they were even aware of their danger.
But one of the greatest of them all, called Johnnie Armstrong, he could not seize. This man was so much feared, that the
people far into England paid him money every year to be free from his attack. This was called "blackmail." So long as
the farmers paid the money, Johnnie left them in peace, but if it was not paid, he plundered them without mercy.
THE TRAMPLE OF HORSES' HOOFS AND THE LOWING OF CATTLE.
 Johnnie was very rich, and lived in great state.
He ruled like a King in his own country-side. He dressed very grandly,
and when he rode abroad, was attended by twenty-four men almost as fine as himself.
Johnnie had no fear of James, and when he heard of his coming, he dressed himself in his best, and rode to meet the
King, to ask him to dine at his castle.
"When Johnnie came before the King,
Wi' a' his men sae brave to see,
The King he movit his bonnet to him,
He ween'd he was a king as well as he."
But James, instead of being friendly as Johnnie had thought he would be, was stern and angry. He was not pleased to see
Johnnie so grandly dressed, and followed by such a train. "What wants that knave, that a King should have but the sword
of honour and the crown?" he cried. "Take the traitor out of my sight, and let him be hanged."
Then Johnnie begged hard for his life. "My lord King," he said, "I have ever been your true subject. Let me live, and I
promise to keep a band of forty true men always ready to fight for you."
"You must die," said James.
I have never hurt a Scottish subject, man or woman," said Johnnie. "It is only the English that I rob. Let me live."
"You must die," said James, hard and stern as before.
"Away, away, thou traitor strang!
Out of my sight soon may'st thou be!
I grant it never a traitor's life,
And now I'll not begin with thee."
"Had I known," said Johnnie at last, "that you meant to treat me so, I should never have come near to you. I
 should have kept the border side in spite of you, and of the King of England too. For well I know King Harry would give
the weight of my best horse in gold, to know that I must die this day."
"To seek het water beneath cauld ice,
Surely it is a great follie,—
I have ask'd grace at a graceless face,
But there is nane for my men and me!
"But, had I kenn'd ere I cam frae hame,
How thou unkind wadst been to me
I wad hae keepit the border side,
In spite of all thy force and thee."
But all that Johnnie could say was vain. He and his four-and-twenty gallant men were led away to die. No doubt many
people were glad to be rid of these Border robbers. Yet although they were a great trouble to their neighbours, they
were also the defenders of their country against the English. So, many mourned for their loss, and were angry with the
King. But James V., like James I., had sworn to bring order into his land, and "make the furze bush keep the cow."
"John hanged was at Carlinrigg,
And all his gallant companie;
But Scotland's heart was ne'er sae wae,
To see sae mony brave men dee.—
"Because they saved their country dear,
Frae Englishmen! Nane were sae bold
While Johnnie lived on the border side,
Nane of them durst come near his hold."