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ELECTRIC SCOTLAND
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Well am now working from an Internet cafe in South Carolina. As usual I find
I can't type that well with the notebook keyboard so things going much
slower than usual.
Have managed to get some things up for you this week but not as much as
usual. That said have made a start at the new book from Australia of which
more below.
I expect to be back home in Canada this time next week. In the meantime you
can see some pics I have taken in South Carolina at
http://www.electricscotland.com/history/america/southcarolina/index.htm
ABOUT THE STORIES
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Some of the stories in here are just parts of a larger story so do check out
the site for the full versions. You can always find the link in our "What's
New" section at the link at the top of this newsletter and pick up poems and
stories sent into us during the week from Donna, Margo, Stan, John and
others.
THE FLAG IN THE WIND
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This weeks edition is by Donald Bain. He has produced an interesting article
about US relations with Scotland: It’s time for a new dialogue.
Also an interesting article from Peter Wright about the Pechs...
"LONG ago there were people in this country called the Pechs; short wee men
they were, wi’ red hair, and long arms, and feet sae braid, that when it
rained they could turn them up owre their heads, and then they served for
umbrellas. The Pechs were great builders; they built a’ the auld castles in
the kintry; and do ye ken the way they built them?—I’ll tell ye. They stood
all in a row from the quarry to the place where they were building, and ilk
ane handed forward the stanes to his neebor, till the hale was biggit. The
Pechs were also a great people for ale, which they brewed frae heather; sae,
ye ken, it bood (was bound) to be an extraornar cheap kind of drink; for
heather, I’se warrant, was as plenty then as it’s now. This art o’ theirs
was muckle sought after by the other folk that lived in the kintry; but they
never would let out the secret, but handed it down frae father to son among
themselves, wi’ strict injunctions frae ane to another never to let onybody
ken about it.
"At last the Pechs had great wars, and mony o’ them were killed, and indeed
they soon came to be a mere handfu’ o’ people, and were like to perish aft’
the face o’ the earth. Still they held fast by their secret of the heather
yill, determined that their enemies should never wring it frae them. Weel,
it came at last to a great battle between them and the Scots, in which they
clean lost the day, and were killed a’ to tway, a father and a son. And sae
the king o’ the Scots had these men brought before him, that he might try to
frighten them into telling him the secret. He plainly told them that, if
they would not disclose it peaceably, he must torture them till they should
confess, and therefore it would be better for them to yield in time. ‘Weel,’
says the auld man to the king, ‘I see it is of no use to resist. But there
is ae condition ye maun agree to before ye learn the secret.’ ‘And what is
that?’ said the king. ‘Will ye promise to fulfil it, if it be na anything
against your ain interests?’ said the man. ‘Yes,’ said the king, ‘I will and
do promise so.’ Then said the Pech ‘You must know that I wish for my son’s
death, though I dinna like to take his life myself.
My son ye maun kill,
Before I will you tell
How we brew the yill
Frae the heather bell
The king was dootless greatly astonished at sic a request; but, as he had
promised, he caused the lad to be immediately put to death. When the auld
man saw his son was dead, he started up wi’ a great stend,’ and cried, ‘Now,
do wi’ me as you like. My son ye might have forced, for he was but a weak
youth; but me you never can force.
And though you may me kill,
I will not you tell
How we brew the yill
Frae the heather bell!’
"The king was now mair astonished than before, but it was at his being sae
far outwitted by a mere wild man. Hooever, he saw it was needless to kill
the Pech, and that his greatest punishment might now be his being allowed to
live. So he was taken away as a prisoner, and he lived for mony a year after
that, till he became a very, very auld man, baith bedrid and blind. Maist
folk had forgotten there was sic a man in life; but ae night, some young men
being in the house where he was, and making great boasts about their feats
o’ strength, he leaned owre the bed and said he would like to feel ane o’
their wrists, that he might compare it wi’ the arms of men wha had lived in
former times. And they, for sport, held out a thick gaud o’ em’ to him to
feel. He just snappit it in tway wi’ his fingers as ye wad do a pipe stapple.
‘It’s a bit gey gristle,’ he said; ‘but naething to the shackle-banes o’ my
days.’ That was the last o’ the Pechs."
You can read this weeks issue, see the pictures and listen to the Scots
language at
http://www.scotsindependent.org
MSP Linda Fabiani is now back in harness in the Scottish Parliament and has
brought us up to date with her first diary since her return which you can
read at
http://www.electricscotland.com/history/fabiani/061113.htm
You can read her past entries at
http://www.electricscotland.com/history/fabiani/
The Scottish Nation
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My thanks to Lora for transcribing these volumes for us.
Now onto the D's and added this week are Deloraine, Dempster, Denham,
Denholm, Dennistoun, Dick, Dickson and Dingwall.
The Dick entry is quite large and here is a bit from it...
DICK, a surname of great antiquity in Scotland, supposed to be of Danish
extraction, and to have had the same origin as the name of Van Dyke, )or
lord of the Dykes) in the Netherlands.
The progenitor of the Dicks of Prestonfield in Edinburghshire, was one
William de Dyck, who was first magistrate of Edinburgh in 1296, before the
institution of the office of lord provost. To this family, who were deeply
embarked in commerce, Scotland owes much of the advancement of her foreign
and domestic trade during the sixteenth and seventeenth centuries. Their
immediate ancestor, James Dick, a considerable merchant at Arbroath, lived
in the reign of King James the Fifth, and chose that port for his residence,
for the convenience of shipping and carrying on a foreign trade. In a
charter under the great seal, dated in January 1539, he is designed
“merchant burgess” of Arbroath. Contemporary with him was Sir Alexander
Dick, archdean of Glasgow, who got a charter under the great seal of the
lands of Dillerburn, Doggflatt, &c., in the county of Peebles, 29th
September, 1548.
James Dick’s son, Alexander Dick, resided chiefly in the Orkneys, where he
had some landed property. He was a person of considerable knowledge and
learning, and after the Reformation he was appointed provost of the
Cathedral church of Orkney. He died before 1580. His son, John Dick, also a
man of abilities, was proprietor of the islands of North Ronaldshay, Ormsay,
&c., and carried on, from the Orkneys, a very extensive and advantageous
trade with Denmark. Having gone there in command of one of the largest of
his own ships, about the time that King James the Sixth went for his queen,
in 1590 he returned with the squadron which conducted her majesty to
Scotland, and becoming a great favourite with the king, afterwards resided
chiefly at Edinburgh.
His only son, Sir William Dick, a banker in Edinburgh, and one of the most
eminent Scotsmen of the seventeenth century, acquired considerable wealth,
even in his father’s lifetime, and advanced to James the Sixth six thousand
pounds sterling, to defray his household expenses when his majesty held a
parliament in Scotland in 1618. In 1628 he farmed the customs on wine at six
thousand two hundred and twenty-two pounds sterling, and the crown rents in
Orkney at three thousand pounds sterling per annum, and afterwards the
excise. By his connexion with the northern islands and Denmark he introduced
a most advantageous and extensive trade from the Baltic to the Firth of
Forth, as well as from the Mediterranean, by which and his negociating bills
of exchange from Holland, he acquired great wealth. Besides the islands of
North Ronaldshay, Ormsay, &c., and his paternal inheritance in the Orkneys,
he possessed many lands and baronies in Mid Lothian, East Lothian, the
stewartry of Kirkcudbright, Dumfries-shire, &c., all of which were confirmed
to him by no less than eight chatters, under the great seal, from Charles
the First. The barony of Braid in Mid Lothian, the precept of which is dated
in 1631, became one of the chief titles of his family. In the beginning of
1638, he joined with the earl (afterwards the marquis) of Montrose and other
loyalists, for the national covenant, and in that critical year, and also in
1639, he was elected lord provost of Edinburgh. In 1641, when Charles the
First intended to visit Scotland, application was made to Sir William (then
Mr.) Dick for money to defray necessary expenses, and he frankly advanced
one hundred thousand merks, for which he obtained security on the king’s
revenue 9th August of that year. With a portion of this sum the arrears due
to the Scots army appear to have been paid. In the following January he
received the honour of knighthood, and subsequently was created a baronet of
Nova Scotia. Some time thereafter a bill was drawn upon him by order of
parliament for twenty thousand pounds sterling, which he was obliged to pay,
receiving as usual government security.
In 1644 he petitioned the estates for payment of a portion of the large sum
owing to him, saying he was willing to take the rest by instalments, when
the matter was referred to a committee. In the following March the
parliament assigned him £40,000 sterling, owing “of the brotherly assistance
by the parliament of England,” and ordained him to have real execution upon
his bond of two hundred thousand merks. They also gave him the excise of
Orkney and Zetland, and also of the tobacco; but no part of that money was
ever paid. In December of the same year he again petitioned parliament for
payment of some portion of it, “for preserving of his credit,” &c., but
received only empty promises. He was then one of the committee of
parliament, and up to 1651 his name appears on the committee of estates; but
seeing matters carried to extremities, and obtaining no redress for himself,
he soon after withdrew from public affairs. The parliamentary party,
treating him as a malignant (as the loyalists were then called), subjected
him to heavy fines, and obtained from him at different times the large sum
of £64, 934 sterling. He and his family were ultimately reduced to very
indigent circumstances, and in Cromwell’s time he went to London, to
endeavour to procure repayment of the sum due to him, but was thrown into
prison by order of the Protector, and died at Westminster, 19th December
1655, in want, it is said, of even the commonest necessaries of life. At one
period he was reputed the wealthiest man in Scotland of his time, and was
generally believed by his contemporaries to have discovered the
philosopher’s stone! [Archaeologia Scotica, vol. i. p. 336.] In 1656 was
published at London a folio pamphlet with the title of ‘The lamentable case
and distressed estate of the deceased Sir William Dick;’ containing several
copper-plates; one representing Sir William on horseback, attended by
guards, as lord provost of Edinburgh, superintending the unloading of one of
his rich argosies at Leith; a second exhibiting him as arrested, and in the
hands of bailiffs, and a third showing him dead in prison. The tract is
greatly valued by collectors of rare publications, and in a note to the
Heart of Mid Lothian, in which David Deans makes allusion to his “sacks of
dollars,” Sir Walter Scott mentions that the only copy he ever saw for sale
was valued at thirty pounds
You can read the rest of this account at
http://www.electricscotland.com/history/nation/dick.htm
You can read the other entries at
http://www.electricscotland.com/history/nation/index.htm
The Celtic Monthly
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A magazine for Highlanders
Added the November and December 1902 issues which contain...
November 1902
http://www.electricscotland.com/history/celtic/november1902.htm
Matheson of Shiness, Achany and The Lews, Sergeant Jim of the Gordons,
Mackays and Mackintoshes in America, Highland Scenery and Climate, "Rarities
in Caithness and Strathnaer, Histories of the Bagpipes, MacLean Lord of
Dowart, The Martial Music of the Clans, Mod prize poem, The Eight Men of
Moidart.
December 1902
http://www.electricscotland.com/history/celtic/december1902.htm
Captain Charles. H. MacLean, Scottish Clans Association of London, Lady
MacKintosh of the '45, Lament to the Late Lieut-Gen. Sir Herbert MacPherson,
The Martial Music of the Clans, MacKays and MacKintoshes in America, About
Tomintoul, In the Westering of the Sun, Coming Home.
You can see the issues to date at
http://www.electricscotland.com/history/celtic/index.htm
Memoirs of Peter Henry Bruce, Esq
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A Military Officer, in the services of Prussia, Russia and Great Britain
(1783)
Not had time to get the next book up but hopefully next week.
You can read this publication at
http://www.electricscotland.com/history/phbruce/index.htm
History of the Burgh of Dumfries
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Got up two more chapters from this book. The previous chapters can be read
at
http://www.electricscotland.com/history/dumfries/historyndx.htm
Now up to Chapter 55 and here is how that chapter starts...
BEFORE the close of the protracted agitation to which the reader's attention
has just been turned, the fearful malady, cholera morbus, began to excite
alarm throughout the country. It had long scourged India. In 1831 it
appeared in the northwest of Europe, and after committing sad ravages there,
crossed over in some Hamburgh vessels to Sunderland, first startling that
town with its presence on the 26th of the following October. Next spring
many places far separate from each other were visited by the fell disease,
and the towns that had hitherto escaped awaited their turn in gloom and
terror. Dumfries for the two preceding years had been more than usually
healthy; but as soon as the warning note was sounded from Sunderland, steps
were taken to improve its sanitary condition, which was admittedly
defective. A vigorous Board of Health was constituted on the 15th of March,
1832, [The Board (constituted by a Privy Council order) consisted of the
following gentlemen:-Provost Corson; Bailie Robert Armstrong; Bailie James
Swan; Mr. George Montgomery, dean of guild; Mr. James Thomson,
deacon-convener; the Rev. Robert Wallace; Dr. William Maxwell; Mr. Archibald
Blacklock, surgeon; Mr. James M`Lauchlan, surgeon; ex-Provost M'Kie;
ex-Provost Fraser; Mr. John Commelin, agent for the British Linen Company;
Mr. John M `Diarmid; Mr. Robert Threshie of Barnbarroch ; and Mr. James
Broom, town clerk.] and under its directing agency, supplemented by private
effort, the houses of the humbler classes were cleansed with hot lime; and,
what was of more moment, perhaps, supplies of nourishing soup and other food
were served out to many of their inmates during the winter season. After
much had been done to put the old tenements of the closes, in which hundreds
of families dwelt, in better order, and effect other improvements, the town
was still in a very unsatisfactory state. The scavenging was deficient; the
drainage merely nominal; and, worst of all, the water supply was limited and
impure.
With the exception of what was furnished by a few wells and private pumps,
all the water used for domestic purposes was carried by hand or carted in
barrels from the Nith by four old men, who doled it out in tin pitchers or
cans, from door to door, at the rate of five capfuls a penny. The river,
when swelled by heavy rains, which was often the case, became thick with
mud; and it was constantly exposed to a more noxious pollution, caused by
the refuse poured into it from the town. The quality of the water did not
improve by being borne about in barrels of suspicious aspect; and often,
indeed, the liquid drawn from them during summer acquired a taste-me-not
repulsiveness by the presence of innumerable little objects, pleasant to no
one save an enthusiast in entomology. Besides, the water, whether bad or
indifferent, was often not to be had for love or money by the families who
depended on the barrels. Sometimes these intermitting fountains stopped
running altogether. At such periods, portions of the town experienced a
water-dearth, and obtained a faint inkling, at least, of one leading phase
in Oriental life. When the Burgh was originally built, the houses were
massed in closes together, that they might be more easily defended against a
foreign enemy; and when cholera came, as come it did, these places of
defence were its chief objects of attack. The town, in fact, as a whole,
when looked upon from a sanitary point of view, lay open and exposed to the
visitation. A neighbouring city, Carlisle, had a passing call from the
disease in July. Coming nearer and nearer, it entered the little village of
Tongland Bridge, where it left two victims; and after lingering some weeks
about the district, doing little harm, but gathering increased power and
venom, the fell destroyer burst upon Dumfries.
The first sufferer was a respectable elderly widow, named Paterson, residing
in English Street, who was seized on the 15th of September, and died on the
following day. [The second case occurred on the 16th, and the third on the
17th September, in a house of three stories directly opposite to Mary
Paterson's house. The names of the sufferers were William Bell and John
Paton; who, being advanced in years, both rapidly sank and died. There were
some miserable lodginghouses, for the reception of vagrants from all parts
of the kingdom, adjoining Mary Paterson's house ; and such was the anxiety
of her neighbours to witness and relieve her sufferings, that two gentlemen,
and a town's officer, had to stand at her door till within an hour of her
death, to prevent them harassing both her and her medical attendants; one of
whom, Mr. M`Cracken, shortly afterwards fell a victim to the disease.--Note
by DR. BLACKLOCK.] A man in good circumstances, also advanced in life, who
resided in an opposite house, hearing of what had occurred, became much
alarmed, took ill, and was a corpse before twenty hours elapsed. These were
the first prey of the pestilence. For about a week afterwards, it seemed to
be but dallying with its work, at the rate of only one death per day: a
heavy mortality in a population of ten thousand, yet not very alarming,
every thing considered. " Can this really be cholera?" many asked; and some
concluded that it was a mere British imitation of the Asiatic disease;
others, that it was the real disorder, but of a mild type, and that the town
was going to get off with a very slight attack. From the 15th of September
till the 24th, inclusive, there were seventeen cases, nine of which were
fatal; but when, on the 25th, fourteen new cases and nine deaths were
announced, all the people felt that the veritable plague was in their midst,
and were filled with fear and trembling.
You can read the rest of this chapter at
http://www.electricscotland.com/history/dumfries/history55.htm
The whole book can be read at
http://www.electricscotland.com/history/dumfries/historyndx.htm
A Group of Scottish Women
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by Harry Graham (1908).
Our thanks to Julie for transcribing this for us.
We now have more chapters up and here is a bit about Lady Anne Barnard (1750
- 1825)
Scotland has probably produced a greater number of popular songs than any
other country, with the exception perhaps of Germany. The picturesque
character of the scenery, the dramatic simplicity of peasant life, the
mellifluous music of the dialect, combine to clothe the romantic ballads of
the north with an atmosphere of pathos, of grace and humour, which cannot be
surpassed or rivalled south of the Border. Of the many ballads to which I
refer, several of the best known and the most popular are the work of
Scottish women. Sir Walter Scott, in one of his letters, gives several
instances of these:- “Flowers of the Forest,” by Miss Elliot of Minto; “An’
were na my heart licht, I wad dee,” by Lady Grisell Baillie; Lady Elizabeth
Wardlaw’s ballad of “Hardyknute”; “I have seen the smiling of fortune
beguiling,” written by Mrs. Cockburn to the same air that inspired Miss
Elliot; and lastly, “Auld Robin Gray,” by Lady Anne Lindsay. To these the
novelist might well have added the two ballads composed by Miss Oliphant of
the “Auld Hoose of Gask” – afterwards Lady Nairne – “The Laird o’ Cockpen”
and “The Land o’ the Leal,” whose genuine charm and humour still survive the
passage of years. “Place ‘Auld Robin’ at the head of this list,” says Sir
Walter, “and I question if we masculine wretches can claim five or six songs
equal in eloquence and pathos out of the long lists of Scottish minstrelsy.”
It may, therefore, be of interest to note the circumstances under which the
most famous of these songs was written, and to make the acquaintance of its
author.
The characteristics peculiar to each of the great national families of
Scotland have been described from time immemorial by the alliterative
epithets which tradition has affixed to their names. Thus we read of “the
gay Gordons,” the “doughty Douglasses,” the “gallant Grahams,” the “haughty
Hamiltons,” the “handsome Hays,” the “mucklemou’ed Murrays,” and the “light
Lindsays.”
[Cf. “From the greed of the Campbells,
From the ire of the Drummonds,
From the pride of the Grahams,
From the wind of the Murrays,
Good Lord deliver us!”]
Of these, by no means the least interesting is the light-hearted family of
Lindsays, whose name appears in Doomsday Book, and whose history supplies a
chapter of romance worthy of the pen of a Stevenson or a Balzac.
Lady Anne Lindsay, the author of “Auld Robin Gray,” was the daughter of
James Lindsay, 5th Earl of Balcarres, by his wife Anne, daughter of Sir
Robert Dalrymple of Castleton. She was the eldest of a family of ten, and
was born at Balcarres, on the Fifeshire coast, in the year 1750. Her father
was an accomplished gentleman as well as an intrepid soldier. In the famous
rising of 1715 he fought in the Stuart cause, but later on was wise enough
to stifle his private feelings for the sake of his country’s welfare, and
served with gallantry in the army of George II. at Dettingen and Fontenoy.
At heart he was ever a Jacobite, a fact which he found some difficulty in
reconciling with the habits of a Whig. He could not always conceal his
partisanship for the Stuarts, and was inclined on every possible occasion to
expatiate upon the beauties and the wrongs of Mary, Queen of Scots, and
deplore the union of the two crowns of England and Scotland. He was,
however, affirm believer in the old Jacobite adage that “when war is at
hand, though it were shame to be on any side save one, it were more shame to
be idle than on the worse side, though blacked than rebellion could make
it.” At Sheriffmuir he had led his three famous troops of gentlemen-rankers,
who fought as common soldiers for the Pretender and routed double their
number of the King’s dragoons. But when subsequently pardoned, he was
willing to accept an English commission in the Scots Greys, in which
regiment he conspicuously distinguished himself on several occasions.
The Lindsays were all born soldiers. Lady Anne’s brother James suffered the
unique experience of being struck at the battle of Ticonderoga in 1777 by
thirteen bullets, of which all but one passed through his clothes without
injuring him. Another brother, John, was taken prisoner by Hyder Ali in
1780, and confined at Seringapatam, together with Captain (afterwards Sir
David) Baird, the son of Mrs. Baird of Newbyth. [When the news of her son’s
capture was broken to this ruthless of lady, and it was stated that the
captive officers had been chained together, two and two, “Lord pity the
chiel that’s chained to our Davy!” was her now celebrated comment.]
Alexander, the predecessor of James, Earl of Balcarres, and uncle to Lady
Anne Lindsay, anticipated by a couple of centuries the famous remark of an
English Statesman, [The late Viscount Goschen.] who, at the time of the
Fenian riots, when asked by a terrified colleague, “What are we to do?”
answered at once, “Do? Why, make our wills and do our duty!” He was in
command of a small body of troops besieging a town in Flanders in 1707, and
was being threatened by a superior force. On his determining to persevere in
the siege, a timid subordinate inquired anxiously, “What are we to retire
upon?” “Upon Heaven!” replied the earl.
Lady Anne’s father, Lord Balcarres, was something of a philosopher, a man of
large impulses and generous instincts, and universally popular in his own
countryside. At one time a number of robberies had been committed in
Fifeshire, and the criminals were at length brought before the County Court.
“Why did you never come to my house?” asked Lord Balcarres. “My lord,” they
replied, “we often did. Everywhere else we found closed doors, but at
Balcarres they stood always open, and where such is the case it is a rule
among us not to enter.”
The story of Lord Balcarres’ wooing is a romantic and curious one. When a
comparatively elderly man he fell desperately in love with Miss Dalrymple, a
girl who was forty years his junior, and who naturally declined the honour
of his hand. The rejected suitor thereupon tool to his bed, and became so
ill that his life was despaired of. He was well enough, however, to make a
will in which he left half his estate to the object of his choice. And she,
hearing of this remarkable bequest, “first endured, then pitied, then
embraced,” and so consented to marry the old earl, who at once recovered his
health with commendable promptitude.
And you can read the rest of this entry at
http://www.electricscotland.com/history/women/scottish_women_chapter16.htm
The other chapters can be read at
http://www.electricscotland.com/history/women/scottish_women_ndx.htm
History of the Royal Caledonian Society of Melbourne
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Thanks to the society for letting us publish this book.
Here is the Foreword and we also have the first three chapters up...
Foreword
By The Right Honourable R. G. Menzies, K.C., M.P. Prime Minister of
Australia and President of The Melbourne Scots
MY friend Alec Chisholm has written a careful but entertaining history of
the Royal Caledonian Society of Melbourne. He now appeals to my pride by
asking me to write a foreword.
My qualifications for performing the task are sketchy. I am a Scot on my
father's side. The Melbourne Scots have done me the honour of making me
their President. But (and here's a serious subtraction), I have no Scots
burr on my tongue, I have not yet (oh, shame!) worn a kilt, and cricket
commands my love much more than tossing the baber. Why, then, this honour?
The answer is simple. We Scots have memory but no regrets; pride but no
envy. In our modest way we admit that J. M. Barrie was right when he said,
in his Rectorial address at St Andrews (where my paternal grandmother was
born) that "We come of a race of men the very wind of whose name has swept
the ultimate seas."
Many of the early pastoralists of Victoria were Scots lowland farmers; Scots
figured importantly in the foundation of Melbourne's business. They have (as
Mr Chisholm shows) played a prominent part in politics, possibly out of
proportion to their actual numbers in the population. Why is this? As
witnesses, both Mr Chisholm and I may be found disqualified by bias. But, if
allowed to testify, I think we might say that there are two Scots
characteristics which endure, which the world values, and which mankind
needs.
One is a sense of continuity. No great good is done by those who say, "Let
us eat, drink, and be merry, for tomorrow we die." But the man who feels
pride in the past and a sense of responsibility for the future, though he
may be called "dour", or "canny", or even-in Barrie's celebrated phrase-"a
Scotsman on the make", does much for development and growth and the
stability of society.
The second characteristic is allied to the first. It is the spirit of
independence. That spirit is today in the twilight. We have learned to lean,
to criticize, to expect, to see our neighbour's duty much more clearly than
our own. It is impossible to believe that this is a permanent state of mind.
But if and when we come out of it, the sturdy independence of the sons and
grandsons of Caledonia will have played some part in the revival.
Canberra.
April 26th, 1950.
You can read this book at
http://www.electricscotland.com/history/australia/melbourne.htm
So completes this shorter than usual newsletter but am very pressed for time
this week as I am trying to meet a MacGregor descendant in the local area
and need to move if I am to meet my appointment.
And that's all for now and I hope you all have a great weekend :-)
Alastair
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