The Life of Mansie Wauch tailor in Dalkeith — Key Ideas to Explore

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Authors: Moir, D. M. (David Macbeth), 1798-1851, Hardie, Charles Martin, 1858-1916 [Illustrator] Digital Source: Project Gutenberg Gutenberg Release Year: 2007 First Publication Year: Not confirmed

Key Word: Tailors -- Fiction; Dalkeith (Scotland) -- Fiction Target Reader: Readers of public-domain and historical texts

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Words 96,815

Reading time 421 min

Text sections 8

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Mansie Wauch, a Dalkeith tailor, narrates his life in Scots dialect, blending homely wisdom with comic misadventures. The opening establishes his self-importance and the editorial frame, while later excerpts showcase his storytelling through anecdotes like the 'buckskin breeches' tale.

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She was in wretched case.

That sweet home is there delight, And thither they repair Communion with their own to hold! Peaceful as, at the fall of night, Two little lambkins gliding white Return unto the gentle air, That sleeps within the fold. Or like two birds to their lonely nest, Or wearied waves to their bay of rest, Or fleecy clouds when their race is run, That hang in their own beauty blest, 'Mid the calm that sanctifies the west Around the setting sun.

XVI. THE BLOODY CARTRIDGE,

So stands the Thracian herdsman with his spear Full in the gap, and hopes the hunted bear; And hears him in the rustling wood, and sees His course at distance by the bending trees; And thinks--Here comes my mortal enemy, And either he must fall in fight or I.

DRYDEN'S _Palamon and Arcite_.

Nay, never shake thy gory looks at me; Thou canst not say I did it!

XVII. MY FIRST AND LAST PLAY,

_Pla._ I' faith I like the audience that frequenteth there With much applause: a man shall not be chokt With the stench of garlick, nor be pasted firm With the barmy jacket of a beer-brewer.

_Bra._ 'Tis a good gentle audience, and I hope The boys will come one day in great request.

_Jack Drum's Entertainment_, 1601.

Out cam the gudeman, and laigh he louted; Out cam the gudewife, and heigh she shouted; And a the toun-neibours gather'd about it; And there he lay, I trow.

_The Cauldrife Wooer_.

XVIII. THE BARLEY FEVER: AND REBUKE,

Sages their solemn een may steek, And raise a philosophic reek, And, physically, causes seek, In clime and season: But tell me _Whisky's_ name in Greek, I'll tell the reason.

XIX. THE AWFUL NIGHT,

Ha!--'twas but a dream; But then so terrible, it shakes my soul! Cold drops of sweat hang on my trembling flesh; My blood grows chilly, and I freeze with horror,

The Fire-king one day rather amorous felt; He mounted his hot copper filly; His breeches and boots were of tin, and the belt Was made of cast-iron, for fear it should melt With the heat of the copper colt's belly.

Oh! then there was glitter and fire in each eye, For two living coals were the symbols; His teeth were calcined, and his tongue was so dry, It rattled against them as though you should try To play the piano on thimbles.

_Rejected Addresses_.

XX. ADVENTURES IN THE SPORTING LINE,

A fig for them by law protected, Liberty's glorious feast; Courts for cowards were erected, Churches built to please the priest.

Wi' cauk and keel I'll win your bread, And spindles and whorles for them wha need, Whilk is a gentle trade indeed, To carry the Gaberlunzie on. I'll bow my leg and crook my knee, And draw a black clout owre my ee, A cripple or blind they will ca' me, While we shall be merry and sing.

XXI. ANENT MUNGO GLEN,

"Earth to earth," and "dust to dust," The solemn priest hath said, So we lay the turf above thee now, And we seal thy narrow bed; But thy spirit, brother, soars away Among the faithful blest, Where the wicked cease from troubling, And the weary are at rest.

XXII. THE JUNE JAUNT,

The lapwing lilteth o'er the lea, With nimble wing she sporteth; By vows she'll flee from tree to tree Where Philomel resorteth: By break of day, the lark can say, I'll bid you a good-morrow, I'll streik my wing, and mounting sing, O'er Leader hauchs and Yarrow.

NICOL BURN, _the Minstrel_.

XXIII. CATCHING A TARTAR,

_Fr. Sol._ O, prennez misericorde! ayez pitie de moy!

_Pist._ Moy shall not serve, I will have forty moys! For I will fetch my rim out at thy throat, In drops of crimson blood.

XXIV. JAMES BATTER AND THE MAID OF DAMASCUS,

He chose a mournful muse Soft pity to infuse; He sung the Weaver wise and good, By too severe a fate, Fallen, fallen, fallen, fallen, Fallen from his high estate, And weltering in his blood.

All close they met, all eves, before the dusk Had taken from the stars its pleasant veil, Close in a bower of hyacinth and musk, Unknown of any, free from whispering tale.

XXV. A PHILISTINE IN THE COAL-HOLE,

They steeked doors, they steeked yetts, Close to the cheek and chin; They steeked them a' but a wee wicket, And Lammikin crapt in.

_Ballad of the Lammikin_.

Hame cam our gudeman at een, And hame cam he; And there he spied a man Where a man shouldna be. Hoo cam this man kimmer, And who can it be; Hoo cam this carle here, Without the leave o' me?

XXVI. BENJIE ON THE CARPET,

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Mansie Wauch, a tailor in Dalkeith, introduces himself as a man who has “witnessed much” despite rarely leaving home, claiming his experiences rival those of travelers to distant lands. The preliminaries frame the narrative as a moral lesson, urged by friends like James Batter and the pious Maister Wiggie. Mansie’s voice is immediately distinctive—self-deprecating yet proud, with a Scots vernacular that colors every sentence. The editor, D. M. Moir, dedicates the work to John Galt, signaling a kinship with Scottish domestic realism.

The Tailor’s Self-Image and Narrative Frame

Mansie’s opening justifies his memoir by citing the precedent of “notable characters” who recorded their lives for posterity. He insists his ordinary trade and homebound life have nonetheless yielded extraordinary events, a claim he supports with comic hyperbole. The phrase “cream of the matter” reveals his belief that his story offers practical wisdom. This framing invites readers to treat the narrative as both entertainment and instruction, a duality that persists throughout.

Dialect and Storytelling in the Excerpts

The excerpts showcase Mansie’s skill as a raconteur, particularly in the extended anecdote about Duncan MacAlpine. Mansie’s friend Thomas Burlings tells the tale, but Mansie’s interjections—“’Od, man, ye’re a deacon at telling a story”—highlight his appreciation for a well-told yarn. The dialogue is rich with Scots phrases like “ilka ane please her nain sell” and “bowed in the intellect,” and the punchline about “boiled tripe with buttons and button-holes” relies on verbal repetition and deadpan delivery. The humor is rooted in character and dialect, not plot.

Moralizing Under the Comedy

Beneath the laughter, the excerpts carry a moral weight. Thomas Burlings condemns whisky as a “wearyfu’ thing” and compares Duncan’s deception to the Pharisees’ hypocrisy. Mansie himself agrees that drink “breeds and produces” sin. The anecdote’s lesson—that appearances can deceive, and that pay may be wasted on vice—aligns with the preface’s promise of “grand lessons.” Yet the moralizing is delivered lightly, through character rather than sermon, and the reader is left to judge the balance between amusement and edification.

The Editor’s Role and the Reader’s Expectation

D. M. Moir’s editorial presence is felt in the dedication and the framing of the “Preliminaries.” By presenting Mansie’s account as a found manuscript, Moir creates a distance that allows the reader to appreciate Mansie’s voice as a period artifact. The excerpts do not reveal the full arc of Mansie’s life, but they establish a pattern: everyday incidents are inflated into adventures, and moral commentary is woven into comic scenes. Readers should expect a leisurely pace, with digressions and anecdotes that reward attention to language and social observation.

The excerpts offer a taste of Mansie’s world—a Dalkeith where tailors philosophize, friends swap stories, and a kettle of tripe can become a lesson in human nature. The humor is dry, the dialect thick, and the moralizing gentle. Approach this book as a series of character sketches rather than a plotted novel; the pleasure lies in Mansie’s voice and the small dramas of Scottish lowlife.

I’ve often thought Mansie Wauch, in his snug Dalkeith workshop, would have understood the quiet ache beneath Glory of Youth — Themes and Context. His mended breeches and gentle mischief hide a tender awareness of time’s passing—much as that other volume whispers of bright mornings already fading. Two old friends, sharing tea and tempered memories.