Cortachy Castle, the seat of the Earl of Airlie, has for many years past been famous for its mysterious drummer, for whenever the sound of his drum is heard it is regarded as the sure indication of the approaching death of a member of the Ogilvie family. There is a tragic origin given to this curious phenomenon, the story generally told being to the effect that either the drummer, or some officer whose emissary he was, had excited the jealousy of a former Lord Airlie, and that he was in consequence of this occurrence put to death by being thrust into his own drum, and flung from the window of the tower, in which is situated the chamber where his music is apparently chiefly heard. It is also said that the drummer threatened to haunt the family if his life were taken, a promise which he has not forgotten to fulfil.
Then there is the well-known tradition that prior to the death of any of the lords of Roslin, Roslin Chapel appears to be on fire, a weird occurrence which forms the subject of Harold’s song in the “Lay of the Last Ministrel.”
O’er Roslin all that
dreary night
A wondrous blaze
was seen to gleam;
’Twas broader than the
watch-fire light
And redder than
the bright moonbeam.
It glared on Roslin’s
castled rock,
It ruddied all
the copse-wood glen;
’Twas seen from Dryden’s
groves of oak,
And seen from
cavern’d Hawthornden.
Seem’d all on fire that
Chapel proud,
Where Roslin’s
chiefs uncoffin’d lie;
Each Baron, for a sable shroud,
Sheathed in his
iron panoply.