At the tail-end of 1892 Robert Louis Stevenson was working on a novel. The book was going well but one thing was bothering him. Serial publication, he felt, might be difficult to secure, since 'The Justice Clerk' - it would eventually be published as Weir of Hermiston - was both 'queer' and 'pretty Scotch'. Still, he reflected, there was one magazine worth trying: 'It has occurred to me that there is one quarter in which the very Scotchness of the thing would be found a recommendation and where the queerness might possibly be stomached. I mean Blackwood.' William Blackwood and Sons, publishers of Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, had been stomaching queerness and Scotchness - and much else besides - for the best part of a century. In the event, they rejected Stevenson's book, but his instinct had been sound, and his 'queer' tale of the hanging judge would have sat comfortably in a tradition of Scottish eccentricity that includes James Hogg's The Shepherd's Calendar, John Galt's 'theoretical histories' and Margaret Oliphant's tales of terror.

LRB 5 June 2003 | PDF Download