[Note: the following is taken from Scott-Moncrieff, W. G., Narrative of Mr. James Nimmo, Edinburgh: Printed by T. and A. Constable for the Scottish History Society, 1889, pp.46-47. (Publications of the Scottish History Society, vol. 6.) (Internet Archive.) I corrected typographical errors due to the OCR system misrecognition, but there may still exist such errors. Please consult printed version for academic purpose.
DNB has an entry on him: Nimmo, James (DNB00) - Wikisource, the free online library. See also The diary of Alexander Brodie of Brodie, MDCLII-MDCLXXX, Aberdeen: Printed for the Spalding club, 1863, passim. (Internet Archive)
He was a covenanter and was on the way to take refuge; it was surely because of this that the herald, one of the royal servants was unpleasant to him, and not of the person of the herald (so I believe). S. U.]
Upon Wednsday the eightin, I tooke my jurney south, and
albeit wt some reluctancie, yet the Lord was not wanting to me
in the way, only upon Saturday crossing at Dundie I was cast
in companie wt on of the king's Herolds, qch was unpleasant to
me but I made the best of it I could, & qn we lighted tho I
could not drinck so weel, yet I was frank in payeng qch I saw
pleased him weel.
We was benighted att Kennaway and after supper the
Herold saide he thought we might ryde too Kirkaldie nixt
morning to hear sermon, & albeit it stund me to travel on
sabboth yet considering our qwarters was hard at the Kirk
thr & I might be notticed if I went not, qch I had not freedom
to doe, we might ventur forward, & some gentl shift might be
made, so I sd to him, thn lett us clear our reckning, tht we
have nothing to doe in Saboth morning but take our horses,
he replyed then they will call us whiges, and I ansred wee wold
be soon up & it was not fitt thn to trubl our hostess, & so we
cleared & nixt morning, tooke our horses early; & now I was
feared for carnall discourse on the Lord's day, & so boarded
him wt some uncontroverted spiritual discourse, qch did so take,
tht wee fell to be so serious tht tho we both had knouledg of
the way, yet we went a considerable space out of it, before we
notticed, & coming to Kirkaldie, Pathhead, he sd he had a
brother lived thr, & keeped a chaing & hee thoght we might
breakfast thr & goe from tht to the Kirk att Kirkaldie. I was
willing to light, but in stead of a brother as I expected he was a
brother messanger at armes only, qch was yet mor undesirabl,
but I caried as pleasant as possibl, and after breakfast I
sd I thoght I was wearie wt travel, thrfor wold lett the kirk
alon for a day, he replyed, & so wold he. So after a
litl taking my bibl privatlie & seeing a barn in the yeard I
called for the key throf, and went to it, & injoyed my selfe in
such dewties as was most fitt for tht day, & wan to some
seriousness in reading, prayer & meditation, but alase, being
too desirous to kno my way, began to be too peremptor wt
the Lord, & he wtdrew, & left Satan to buffet me, & to present
to my minde as if I wer a hanged man, I perceaved it to be of
Satan & labored to plead wt the Lord to rebuke the tentation,
but yet some tincktur of it remained & begotte some confusion
in my minde.
Upon Munday the 23d we went on our way to Kinghorn, qr
we crossed, & so soon as the boat tutched at Leith, I went out
in hast & left my herold, & saw him no more. [...]