A smuggling tale

The north-east coast of Scotland was once known for its thriving smuggling trade. From the early 18th century, many goods imported into Scotland were heavily taxed. Scots viewed these levies as unjust and oppressive and fiercely resisted them. As a result, smuggling, particularly of staples such as tea, tobacco and alcohol, was widespread.

Two of Scotland’s most infamous gin smugglers were my 4G-grandfather John Kennedy and his brother Philip, whose notoriety resulted from a violent encounter with government excisemen in 1798.

The Kennedy brothers were farm workers, residing at Ward in the parish of Slains, Aberdeenshire. Slains was a haven for smugglers because of its rocky coast and hidden inlets. Spirits brought ashore were stored in its extensive caves or hidden in huge, deep sand pits on the beaches, before being transferred to another secret location.

Local farmers, fishermen and their families typically worked together in the effort to offload, transport and hide contraband goods. A pre-arranged signal, such as a blanket spread on a roof or peatstack, notified the community of an incoming shipment. The cargo vessel would sit offshore until dark, then its delivery was offloaded into a dinghy and taken ashore, where men, women and children waited to carry it to its hiding place.

On the night of December 18, 1798, a ship aptly named the “Crooked Mary” offloaded a shipment of 16 ankers of Holland gin (an anker being equal to about 30–40 litres), which was then concealed near the small fishing village of Collieston. At dusk the following night began an operation to transfer the gin to its next hiding place, three miles away at the Kennedys’ farm at Ward.

The Crooked Mary, however, had been tracked and seized by a king’s cutter after leaving Collieston on its way to its next port of call. As a result, information about the previous night’s operation had been passed to the excisemen, three of whom hid, armed with swords, along the route they knew the smuggling party would take.

The Kennedys, on learning that the excisemen were aware of the landed cargo, set out, armed with oak cudgels weighted with lead, to warn the procession of gin-laden villagers headed their way.

En route they encountered the excisemen, and a violent confrontation ensued. John, struck by a sword and heavily bleeding from a head wound, fled into the night along with the villagers. Philip continued to struggle with the excisemen, ultimately being felled by the blow of a cutlass that split his head open. He nevertheless managed to drag himself to a nearby farm where he collapsed and died.

The exciseman who inflicted the fatal blow was subsequently tried for murder. Pleading self-defence and that he had acted in the discharge of his duty, he was acquitted. Trial testimony from one of the other excisemen revealed that after the encounter with the Kennedys, they had gone farther up the coast to Ellon to do another seizure and they did not learn that Philip had died until the following day.

Philip Kennedy is buried in the churchyard at Slains. According to local lore, his skull, identifiable by the deep cleft of the exciseman’s blade, has been occasionally dug up during other interments in the graveyard.

Grave of Philip Kennedy

In memory of PHILIP KENNEDY who lived sometime in Ward of Slains who died the 19th Decr 1798 aged 38 years


John Kennedy fortunately survived his injury, going on to marry in 1801 and father my 3G-grandfather, Alexander Kennedy. John died in Slains on April 12, 1842, and is buried, along with his wife, Isobel Leith, in Slains churchyard next to his brother.

“In Memory of ISOBEL LEITH spouse to John Kennady. she lived some time in Mickelmoss in this parish who died the 27 Octr 1808. Aged 33 years. Also her husband the above JOHN KENNADY who died 12th April …”


Graves in Slains churchyard
Grave of John Kennedy & Isobel Leith (far right), next to that of his brother Philip Kennedy, Slains churchyard, Aberdeenshire, Scotland

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5 thoughts on “A smuggling tale

  1. A great tale. Must have been quite hard to research given that it’s over 200 years ago. Some of my paternal relatives were in (inver)Bervie down the coast a bit at that time. Wonder if they did any smuggling?

    Hope you are surviving the lockdown – it’s all becoming a bit of a blur.

    Dougiexx

  2. Hi. Phillip Kennedy was my four or five times great-grandfather. As the story came down through our family, Phillip to a blow to the head but got home, spoke briefly with his wife, gave her something (family story it was “the bootie”) that she hid under the baby then he staggered onto the front porch onto a settee and died. When the excise guys got to the door the baby was crying and Phillip was dead so she was able to shame the excise men into leaving. My mom grew up listening to the story, but didn’t know his name until they got to Scotland (pre internet). She always assumed he was a Sangster as that is the ae of her Grandparents who came to Canada from Aberdeen. For years, the owner of the house had the settee on view and had a guest book which my parents signed in the 80’s I think. When my husband and I were there in 2013, the settee and book were long gone. New owners I think. Anyways, we’re in New Westminster British Columbia.

  3. My late father traced our family tree on his mother’s side back to the very same Philip Kennedy. Here is his story that he posted in the early days of the internet and which I happened upon yesterday after my wife started trying to fill in our respective family trees.

    I remembered the summer of 2000, as a reluctant teenager, being dragged around cemeteries and libraries in the NE.

    https://electricscotland.com/history/articles/murder.htm

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