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2nd March 2007

It's your Electric Scotland newsletter meaning the weekend is nearly here :-)

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Electric Scotland News
Electric Scotland's 10th anniversary press release
The Flag in the Wind
The Scottish Nation
The Celtic Monthly
The Southern States of America
History of Inverness County, Nova Scotia
Scots Minstrelsie
History of Scottish Medicine to 1860
Scottish Canadian Newspaper
The Greatness and Decline of the Celts
Poems and Stories
Sketches of the Wild Sports & Natural History of the Highlands (New Book)
Scotland in the Middle Ages (New Book)
Clan Newsletters
Snodgrass family history
Robert Burns Lives!

Well we're now celebrating our 10th anniversary of and have now got our new header on the site. The main purpose of the new header is to make the menu alphabetical making it much easier to find menu items. We've also decided to replace our micro buttons with text links in the header which we believe will be beneficial for our advertisers and at the same time allow us to reduce the size of our header.

Today we have also implemented a new advertising feature by partnering with Kontera to deliver ContentLink™ on our web site. ContentLink™ matches relevant ads to specific keywords in the text based on the underlying context of the page. These In-Text ads are relevant, unobtrusive, and useful. The links will appear in green with a double underline. Where you rest your cursor over the link a small box will appear providing you with information on the advertiser and if you wish to learn more simply click on the link or box and you'll go to that advertisers web site which is brought up in a new browser window. These ads are NOT spyware, nothing has been installed on your computer and your privacy has not been compromised in anyway.

It takes Kontera around 10 days to work out the best links and so the longer we use this service the more relevant the adverts. I felt this was a great way to bring in more advertising revenue to the site without adding more advertising space. I also hope this will provide an interesting new service for you. The links are generally placed on up to 6 text words on the page.

Also within the new header I have managed to add a few new links, "Scottish Nation", "Health", "Shopping". I have also renamed a couple of links... "Events" is now "Calander of Events", "World" is now "World of Scots".

The Shopping link now takes you to a page where we feature our regular advertisers so you can get more details about them.

You'll also note that we have a new Google search box. The default search will search the site but now you also have the ability to check "Web" to search the web or "" or "The Flag" to search those domains. At the end of that line we have also added a link to take you to our web search engine.

At the end of the day we're increasingly being used for research and so we thought it was time to try and get a cleaner more easily read header menu.

I should also add that the link "Vacation Packages" points to a page on our site where we provide a list of links for all kinds of holidays in Scotland. Of course this service also offers you holidays anywhere in the world so we've added a bunch of wee adverts around this page where when you click on one you'll go to a page where you can see holidays for that part of the world. The good thing about this service is that you can order free brochures for any holiday you are interested in as well as ask questions of the tour companies. You can of course book your holiday here as well. You can see this page at

Electric Scotland's 10th anniversary press release
We figured as it's our 10th anniversary we'd issue a press release to see if we can get some write ups in newspapers and newsletters. Should you have any media contacts and can help push this out to suitable folk we'd certainly appreciate your efforts :-)

Electric Scotland Celebrates its 10th Anniversary of being On-Line

We created out of an idea and a dream back in the late 90s. The idea was to build a place, on the then emerging World Wide Web (WWW), that was dedicated to exploring the history of Scotland, the Scots and people and places of Scots descent around the world. Once the idea was formulated the domain was purchased in March 1997 and went into immediate production.

Alastair McIntyre, the owner, created and managed the site from his home in Grangemouth, Stirlingshire, Scotland. The site was hosted at Stone, Kentucky with Steve May (known as The Innkeeper or Papa Bear). They met at a conference in the late 90s which was hosted by the Association of Online Professionals (AOP now USIIA <>), which was the first Association dedicated specifically to Online Professionals, and things grew from there.

Steve is a one person business and he provides hosting for the site and does the overall technical support and takes care of the US side of the business. Alastair, also a one person business, publishes content to the site each day from wherever he is in the world and handles all the day to day operations of the site and overall business. We were there before the big Internet boom and survived the .com bust intact.

At the time of the site being initially created there was little information about the history of Scotland and Scots on the web. In addition there was very little taught in the Scottish or US education system as it related to the immigration of Scots and the impact they had. It was felt that there was a need for this type of information. The goal was to use the web site to become a great resource for those interested in finding out about the history of Scotland and the Scots. Another major goal was to investigate what happened to the Scots who had immigrated around the world and, in particular, to North America and Australia.

Today, has some 150,000 web pages of information (and growing each and every day) with sections on the USA, Canada, Australia, New Zealand, Argentina, Germany, Spain, France, Sweden, Iceland, Poland, Africa, Russia and also provides background information on the histories of England, Wales, Ireland and the USA as well as other regions in the world. Some 120 antiquarian books have been made available on the site to enable researchers to use these books for research into Scottish matters and we are striving to purchase and obtain Web Publishing releases for many more. The site has also made available information on the Scot-Irish, also known as Ulster Scots, and provides background information on most Scottish clans and Irish families.

The site is dedicated primarily to content and research but, as we grew, we determined other resources were needed. We added another service to the site that was a dedicated search engine focused on all things Scottish. We established this under a separate domain of and it is now a highly rated site for all things Scottish. In addition we saw other needs and niches and have tried to fulfill them as well for the Scottish Ancestry Community that is out there; an estimated 50 million people.

Many of our visitors make contributions to the site as well. We look forward to each and every contribution since it many times fills in gaps in Ancestry and such for other visitors. We have also been sending out a free weekly email newsletter to thousands of subscribers for many years and look forward to continuing this service in the years ahead.

In recent research we have calculated that the web site contributes over £20 million to the Scottish economy each year, mostly in tourism revenue. In addition, we have also found that it adds tourism dollars to the USA, Canada and other parts of the world as we explore the impact on various areas of Scots and their descendants.

We strive always to add new content daily and continue to build this reference resource which has grown in leaps and bounds. After working from his home in Scotland for some 7 years Alastair realized that to expand the site and gather even more information he must relocate and he now resides and works from Canada.

In closing we note that it is rare to find a Site that offers all that we do without other catches and fine print that many have become used to over the years. We strive to provide EVERYONE a place where they can come and enjoy themselves playing, browsing or researching free of charge. The site is supported by our advertisers, many of whom have been with us for a number of years. We also note that many sites have come and gone over the 10 years we have been around and that we are very proud to have remained constant over these many years.

Alastair and Steve look very much forward to the next 10 years and note that, in this anniversary year, they will be adding some new and exciting features to further enhance the site.

Alastair McIntyre
Electric Scotland
167 Raleigh St.
Chatham, Ontario
Canada N7M 2N4
(519) 351 7020

Stephan May
Electric Scotland USA LLC
1495 Pond Creek Rd.
Stone, KY 41567
(606) 353 6118

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.

Mind that The Flag is now in two sections (1) Political and (2) Cultural.

It's Jim Lynch's turn this week and amongst other articles he includes various stories about the English attitude to Scots Independence.

This weeks issue included the Gaelic column from the Scots Independent newspaper as well aa a Scots language column.

It's been a while since I featured the Scots Language section in The Flag. As some of you may know Scotland had its own Scots language (not gaelic) that was used for several centuries and also in the Scottish court. Peter has for many years included real audio recordings of words and phrases in the Scots language and this has built to the largest real audio resource anywhere in the world. In this weeks issue of the The Flag he included...

A Keek at the Guid Scots Tung

By Peter & Marilyn Wright
(Note: All words underlined in this section are RealAudio links)

blellum: silly talkative person
clishmaclaver: gossip ; long discourse
lee-lang: livelong
nyaff: contemptible person ; trifle
poke: bag
widdershins: anticlockwise ; backwards

Ye'll get yir heid in yir hauns an yir lugs ti pley wi: You will get a humiliating rebuke

Tweed said to Till',
"What gars ye rin sae still ?"
Till said to Tweed,
"Though ye rin wi speed,
An I rin slaw,
Whar ye droun ae man,
I droun twa."

"Border Rivers" - Anonymous

If you read the cultural page you'll get the real audio links but I've included links to them here for this weeks entries. They have a complete section for the Scots language at

You can read the Flag, listen to the Scots Language, enjoy the Scots Wit and lots more at

You can view MSP Linda Fabiani's weekly diary at 
Email Linda at

We did get in a two week diary entry since the last newsletter :-)

The Scottish Nation
My thanks to Lora for transcribing these volumes for us.

Now moved onto the F's and added this week are Forbes, Fordun, Fordyce and Forfar

Here is a bit from the Fordyce entry...

FORDYCE, a surname supposed to be derived from lands in the parish of that name in Banffshire, said to be a corruption of two Gaelic words, fure chess, signifying ‘a cold place to the southward,’ or from fuar, cold, and deas, south. It is more likely to have been a corruption of Forbes, – there being a tradition to that effect, – the Fordyces having also three boars’ heads in their coat of arms.

The family of Dingwall Fordyce of Culsh and Brucklay, Aberdeenshire, owes its origin to an intermarriage between the Dingwalls of Brucklay and the Fordyces of Culsh in 1744.

On the side of the Dingwalls it derives its descent from the Dingwalls of Ross-shire, a clan of some note in ancient times, amongst whom were several free barons who had considerable possessions in the counties of Ross and Inverness. Of these the Dingwalls of Kildun, the Dingwalls of Pet (or Petfure), the Dingwalls of Strabroke, and the Dingwalls of Cambuscarry appear to have been the chief. It is believed that those families of the name of Dingwall now resident in Aberdeenshire, are descended from the Dingwalls of Cambuscarry, and that they came to Buchan about the end of the fifteenth century, in order to escape from the violence of the Mackenzies, their hereditary foes.

The first of the name in Buchan of whom there are any authentic accounts, is William Dingwall of Seals-crook, parish of Monquitter, who was born about 1590, and married Barbara Barclay, from which union are descended in direct line, the families of Brucklay, Culsh, and Rannieston.

Arthur, their eldest son, born about 1620, married in 1642, Lucres, second daughter of John Irvine of Brucklay, a cadet of the ancient family of Drum. He died in 1707. William, his eldest son, succeeded to Brucklay, while Arthur, his second son, inherited Brownhill, and afterwards acquired Lescraigie. The descendants of the latter succeeded to Brucklay in 1840, when the elder branch became extinct.

William Dingwall of Brucklay, just mentioned, died in 1733. He had a large family, one of whom, John, having gone early to London, became an eminent jeweller there, acquired a large fortune, and having no family, he in September 1807 executed a strict entail of his lands of Brucklay and Artamford, in favour of his grand-nephew, John Dingwall and a series of heirs, whilst his personal property, constituting the bulk of his fortune, was vested in trustees for the purpose of purchasing other lands in England or Scotland, to be entailed on the same series of heirs. He resided for a long time at a villa of his own at Croydon in Surrey, and died there in 1812 at the advanced age of 88. He was succeeded by his grand-nephew, of the same name, who in 1813 married Mary, eldest daughter of William Gordon of Aberdour, and died in 1825, leaving an only son, John Duff Dingwall, on whose death in 1840, without issue, the elder branch of the family became extinct, and the property thereupon devolved upon Arthur Dingwall Fordyce, advocate in Aberdeen, representative of the younger branch of the family. He died without issue on 30th December 1843, and was succeeded by his next surviving brother, Alexander, more particularly mentioned below.

Upon the side of the Fordyces, this family derives its descent from George Fordyce, who in the middle of the seventeenth century was settled near Turriff, Aberdeenshire, at a place called Haughs of Ashogle. He died in 1681, leaving two sons, John and George, and a daughter.

From John are descended the family of Dingwall Fordyce of Culsh and Brucklay, while George, afterwards of Broadford, and provost of Aberdeen in the beginning of last century, was the father of that remarkable family which numbered amongst its members Sir William Fordyce, F.R.S.; Professor David Fordyce; Dr. James Fordyce, the famous preacher and author; George, M.D., F.R.S., the distinguished physician and lecturer on medicine in London; Baillie Robert Fordyce, manufacturer, Aberdeen; and Alexander Fordyce (Roehampton), the celebrated banker in London, of most of whom memoirs are given hereafter in their proper place.

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The Celtic Monthly
A magazine for Highlanders

Added the September 1912 issue at 

This contains...

The Rev. John MacLean DD., The Clan MacLean, Tiree the Sanatorium of the West, The MacLean Gathering at Duart 1912, After Culloden, Magnus MacLean, The Adventures of Fionn at Connaught, Notes on the Celtic Year, Gaelic Proverbs, Celtic Notes and Queries, Our Musical Page.

You can see the issues to date at 

The Southern States of America
Published in 1909.

Added this week are...

The History of Mississippi - Chapter IV
Mississippi a Part of the Nation, 1865 - 1909

The History of Tennessee - Chapter I
Colonial and Territorial Tennessee

The History of Tennessee - Chapter II
Tennessee as a State, 1796 - 1861

Here is how Chapter I - The History of Tennessee - Colonial and Territorial Tennessee starts...

Early Explorations of Tennessee.

BEFORE the trader, the hunter and the explorer invaded the territory now known as Tennessee, the land was held by several remarkable tribes of Indians. The Chickasaws were dominant in West Tennessee and the Cherokees in East Tennessee, while the middle division of the state was a part of the famous hunting grounds of the Iroquois. At one time, probably in the Seventeenth century, the Shawnees took up their abode in the hunting grounds and gave their name to Sewanee, the town, Sewanee the mountain, and to the beautiful river that now bears the name of Cumberland. They were expelled about the year 1714 by the allied Chickasaws, Cherokees and Iroquois. Tennessee was often visited by those wanderers of the forest, the Creeks, whose home, however, was further south. The Chickasaws were inclined to peace, though redoubtable in war. The Cherokees, who were warriors above all, were unrelenting in their hostility to the white men. The Creeks, being soldiers of fortune, gave the early settlers of East Tennessee not a little trouble. Such were the inhabitants of Tennessee when the indomitable white man put in his appearance.

The first white man to set foot within the boundaries of Tennessee was Ferdinand De Soto who crossed the Mississippi near Chisca's village on the Chickasaw Bluffs, where Memphis is now situated, in the spring of 1541. Nothing came of this incident except to give Spain a phantom claim to the country, which was afterwards ratified by the Pope. In 1584 Queen Elizabeth with a royal flourish handed over to Sir "Walter Raleigh a patent granting him all the land in America between the 33d and 40th parallels of north latitude. The name of Virginia was given to this empire and Tennessee was a part of it. The Spanish claim was allowed virtually to lapse, when the French took up the work of exploration in earnest in 1673. Marquette and Joliet were the first to explore the Mississippi valley and they made a note of the Chickasaw Bluffs. In 1682 La Salle voyaged down the Mississippi and claimed the country in the name of France, calling it Louisiana. He stopped and built a cabin and fort which he called Prud-homme, made a treaty with the Indians and established a trading post. It was here that the first house was built by the white men in Tennessee. Subsequently the French trader Charleville built a store at Salt Lick, where the city of Nashville now stands.

Early Settlements.

Tennessee was thus included in English Virginia and French Louisiana at the same time, with the shadowy Spanish claim hanging over. But while the French were making the approach from the west and expected to hold the land through a powerful chain of forts located at favorable points on the river, the English from the east were casting longing eyes upon a territory reputed to be of unrivalled charm and fertility and to be a paradise for the hunter. On the eastern side of the Alleghanies there were hordes of adventurous spirits who were eager to penetrate the land beyond the mountains where the western waters flow. The first of these daring invaders was Andrew Lewis, who was dispatched by the Earl of Loudon, governor of Virginia province, in 1756 to build a fort on the Little Tennessee River. He established Fort Loudon accordingly on the south side of the stream, about thirty miles from the present city of Knoxville—the first structure built by the English on the soil of Tennessee. The venture was unfortunate, however, for the promise of becoming a permanent settlement was never realized. A clash with the Cherokees resulted in the massacre of the garrison and the destruction of the fort.

The apprehension was general among the Indians that the English settlers entertained the purpose of seizing their lands and driving them out, and this fear was encouraged by the French, whose object seemed to be trade rather than colonization. In order to allay the Indian unrest, King George issued a proclamation forbidding the acquisition of lands from the Indians or the establishment of settlements west of the sources of the streams which flow into the Atlantic. But the restless frontiersmen could not be restrained. They began to straggle across the mountains, to clear the wilderness, and build their cabins. This steady invasion aroused the resentment of the Indians, and in order to conciliate them, a conference was held and the boundary line between the lands of the contestants was fixed by treaty. The dauntless backwoodsman, however, cared little for imaginary lines, and it is noticeable that the boundary was continually moving west.

When Virginia was divided in 1663, Tennessee became a part of Carolina, and when Carolina was divided in 1693, Tennessee became a part of North Carolina, though the boundary lines were so indererminate that some of the early settlers were uncertain as to the colony in which they were located. When the tide of English settlement became strong, Tennessee was a part of the colony of North Carolina.

To the English colonists on the Atlantic coast Tennessee had all the charm of mystery. The traders had been the first to penetrate it but they had done little in the way of exploration. The hunters who were attracted by the stories of abundant game to be found there, were the real forerunners of the permanent settlement. In 1748 a considerable band of hunters under the leadership of Dr. Thomas Walker, of Virginia, penetrated the heart of Middle Tennessee. He gave to a range of mountains the name of the Duke of Cumberland, and the mountain stream to which the Shawnees had given their own name, he called the Cumberland River. In 1760 Daniel Boone and a large party of hunters made their way into Tennessee, and an inscription on a venerable tree crediting him with having killed a bear there testifies to his visit. The hunters naturally carried back with them to Virginia and North Carolina wonderful stories of the beauty and richness of the land; and so the way was paved for the coming of the hardy pioneer whose purpose was to make for himself and his family a home in the wilderness.

The trader, the hunter, and the explorer having performed their task, the settler now took up the work. Tennessee had been in turn a part of three English colonies, yet it was a terra incognita to all of them. The settlement of the state was hardly due to any organized effort. The pioneer settlers were of Scotch-Irish descent, and they came in small parties as the impulse moved them. Their first settlement was made north of the Holston River in the northeastern part of the state. The Shelbys were the leaders in this settlement. The most famous colony, however, was that of the Wautauga Association on the Wautauga River, which ran to the south of the Holston.

The most striking figure at Wautauga was James Robertson, who has been accorded the honor of being the Father of Tennessee. Robertson was born in Virginia, but his family moved to North Carolina while he was a youth. In 1770 he journeyed to the beautiful valley of the Wautauga, where he was entertained by a pioneer settler. He remained long enough to raise a crop of corn there and decided to return home and bring back his family. While crossing the mountains he lost his way and would no doubt have perished had not two hunters found and relieved him. He brought with him a considerable party from North Carolina, and thus the settlement became an assured fact.

Robertson was not a man of much education or wealth but he was a splendid type of the pioneer, hardy, brave and resourceful. Though virtually the founder of the Wautauga settlement his name is more closely identified with Middle Tennessee, and a county in that division of the state was named after him.

Wautauga had a unique and eventful history. The settlement throve apace, and in 1772, the families there were so numerous that a political organization was effected, the first within the confines of the present state. The settlement was considered by its inhabitants to be in the limits of Virginia, but a government survey showed that the Virginia line was the Holston River, and as land below that stream was forbidden territory, the agent for the Crown among the Cherokees ordered the Wautauga settlers to move off. They were living on Indian land outside the protection of any organized colony. Singular as it may seem, the Cherokees expressed the wish that they might be allowed to remain, provided they remained where they were, and made no further encroachments on the territory of the Indians.

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History of Inverness County, Nova Scotia
By J. L. MacDougall (1922)

Inverness County is part of Cape Breton in Nova Scotia. I am now up to the District Sketches which contain a ton of genealogical information. You can read the chapters at 

The Districts added this week are...

South West of Margaree
North East Margaree

Here is how the account of South West of Margaree starts...

It were difficult to find any country section more typically Scottish than the South West of Margaree. The inhabitants represent a variety of the clans, but all are Scottish in woof and warp. They are hardy, hospitable, kind and canny; and from the elderly portion of them, even at this day, "The Gaelic wimples like a burn." All of them are Catholics, and their elegant church and presbytery stand upon a charming eminence fast by the river near the South West Bridge.

The district is well adapted to agriculture, and contains a goodly number of staunch independent farmers. The main post road leading from Dunevegan to Margaree Forks, and one on the eastern side of the river, running from the Outlet at Scotsville to Margaree Forks, and one on the eastern side from Scotsville to the South West Bridge aforesaid. The river starts from the Lake somewhat slowly, the ground being nearly dead flat for half a mile. All at once, it finds its course and makes "a sudden sally" down the braes.

The braes of this river were immortalized many years ago by the local minstrel, Mr. Malcolm Gillis, in his exquisite melodies entitled "Cnoic's Clinn a Braidh."

All the old settlers everywhere brought with them to this country many of the ways and customs of the parent home. This was always made manifest in the district of South West Margaree. The people there preserved the Gaelic as they did their faith. They also practised the amusements and pastimes of their forbears, such as singing, dancing and Scottish lore. To the mad materialism of today such recreations would appear frivolous. We may have something to say, as to that later on. In the meantime, we are but stating the cold facts of history.

You should have heard "the hills and glens" resounding with the stirring strains of the bagpipes, or the more sweet and subdued renderings of the educated violin. Malcolm Gillis, Teacher, and the late Ronald Macdougall, Angus' son, were two of the best violin players in eastern Nova Scotia. Many were the sad old hearts they made light and glad.

Another quality of the old people here was their unyielding devotion to race and name. They knew the lives of their clans, and held them in sacred memory. They doted on the spirit of their fathers and the prowess of their chieftans. And their Scottish legends!—told with such gusto. When we were a boy (which by the way, was not yesterday) we had a perfect craving for the Scottish legends. Often did we sit for hours, silent as the grave, listening to one of the old men telling these fantastic Scottish stories. They were far more engrossing to our young ears, than Wilson's "Tales of the Borders." By such means the pioneer settlers were wont to chase dull cares away, and give wings to the long winter evenings.

The South West of Margaree was formerly a part of the old parish of Broad Cove whose priests served it as best they could. For many years the veteran shepherds of this flock were Reverend John Grant and Rev. Ronald McGillivray. There are men still living who have a vivid recollection of the powerful Gaelic sermons of the former, and the pungent, practical and always logical discourses of the latter.

We think it was in 1872 the South West was erected and formed into a separate ecclesiastical division. Its first resident pastor was the late Father Joseph McLeod who died there in 1877 at the age of thirty-two. Father Joseph was a pious thoughtful man of uncommon abilities. Men who knew, have told us that he made a capital course in theology. Unfortunately, however, he studied so hard that his health was fatally strained. His first charge was that of a curate for the late Bishop Cameron at Arichat. Some of the finest sermons we ever listened to were preached in Arichat by Father Joseph MacLeod His ill-health and early death were a distinct public loss to this diocese.

After the death of Father Joseph MacLeod came the present venerable incumbent, Father Finlay Chisholm, than whom no pastor could receive or deserve more sincere parochial love. His tenure of service here has now exceeded forty years, and all the time "he was going about doing good." He has given to these people the best that man can give—his life. There shall be no other "Father Finlay."

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Scots Minstrelsie
Started work again on the final volume 6 of this publication complete with sheet music. The index page is at 

To volume 6 I added...

The Birks O' Invermay
Caller Herrin'
Wilt Thou Be My Dearie?
Pibroch O' Donuil Dhu
Lucy's Flittin'

You can see these at 

History of Scottish Medicine to 1860
by John D. Comrie (1927).

I have now completed this book with the final four chapters which you can read at

Chapter XIV - The Glasgow School in the first half of the Nineteenth Century
Glasgow Royal Infirmary - C.M. Glasgow - Progress of Medical School - Hunter's Museum - The Andersonian College - The Medico-Chirurgical Society - The Botanic Garden - Professorships of Midwifery and Surgery - Joseph Lister Chair of Chemistry - First laboratory devoted to chemical research - The Anatomy Act - Allen Thomson - Chairs founded by Queen Victoria - Easton's Syrup - List of Teachers in the Medical School of Glasgow.

Chapter XV - Medicine at Edinburgh shortly after 1800
Gregory's Powder - Medical litigants - Public Lunatic Asylum opened - Development of Chemistry - Professorship of Military Surgery - University Chair of Systematic Surgery - Chair of Clinical Surgery - Edinburgh Medical and Surgical Journal - Extra-academical Teachers of Anatomy - John and Charles Bell - Anatomical Publications - Anatomical Museum - Knox and the Resurrectionists - Anatomy Act, 1830 - Cellular doctrines.

Chapter XVI - Edinburgh Medicine to the middle of the Nineteenth Century
Chair of Medical Jurisprudence - Materia Medica - Discovery of Conine - Chair of Surgery - Fergusson - Lizars: "Observations on Extraction of Diseased Ovaria" - Liston: "Observations on Amputation" - James Syme - Joseph Lister - James Young Simpson - Chloroform - Chair of Pathology - John Hughes Bennett - Chair of Chemistry - Isolation of "Morphium" - Original hypodermic syringe - Chair of Medicine - Public Health - Midwifery and Diseases of Children.

Chapter XVII - Medical Legislative changes in 1860
Position up to 1858 - The Medical Act - Improvement of Scottish Universities.

Scottish Canadian Newspaper
Added another issue of this newspaper...

April 23, 1891 at

An intersting account of Lady Ann LIndsay in this issue.

The Greatness and Decline of the Celts
by Henri Hubert (1934).

Added this week...

The Celts in the East - Part A
The Celts in the East - Part B
I. The Gauls in the Blkan Peninsula. II. The Galatians in Asia Minor. III. Gallic Mercenaries in Egypt. The Civilization of the Galatians. IV. The Celts on the Danube. V. Composition of the Celtic Armies.

The Celts in the West. Italy and Spain - Part A
I. The Belgae in Italy. II. The Belgae in Spain. The Celtiberians. III. The Celts in the Punic Wars.

These are all .pdf files for which you need the Acrobat reader.

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Poems and Stories
Margo has continued her series "Apollo's Soldiers" at

Margo has also commenced a series of Children's poems all of which tell a wee story and here is one as an example...

The sun was hot that summer’s day;
No rain, no clouds, no sign of gray.
Four hippos sank deep in the mud,
With a plop, a splash, a splat and a thud.

The water soon began to dry
As the sun moved across the morning sky.
By afternoon the mud baked hard,
Trapping the hippos who’d let down their guard.

“We can’t get out! Help us please!”
One hippo shouted, another sneezed.
“We’re stuck! We’re stuck! What can we do?
Rescue us from this hardened brown goo!”

An elephant came wandering by.
“Pull us out,” a hippo let out a cry.
The beast used his trunk and pulled so hard.
“I can’t pull you out! You’re as heavy as lard.”

Off it went; the hippos wiggled around.
They spotted a snake slithering across the ground.
“Help us snake! We’re stuck and can’t move.”
The snake kept on going down a deep dirt groove.

The hippos wriggled and shook to each side.
A flamingo flew past in a very smooth glide.
It laughed when it saw four heads poking out,
Trapped in the hardened mud, each wearing a pout.

They soon gave up and accepted their fate,
To be stuck in the mud all day till quite late,
But then something happened; clouds passed above;
Raindrops fell on the leopards, ants and dove.

Soon the mud grew soft and the hippos were free.
They danced all around shouting, “Yahoo! Yippee!”
“Let’s head for the river!” They ran and jumped in,
Scraped off the mud with a piece of old tin.

“This is better,” one said and lay on his back;
“Bathing’s quite fun once you’ve got the knack.”
From then on the hippos, one, two, three and four,
Never soaked in the mud when the temperatures soared.

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Sketches of the Wild Sports & Natural History of the Highlands
by Charles St. John (1878).

Have made more progress with this book which you can read at

Chapter IV
The Wild Cat: Strength of; Rencontre with — Trapping tame Cats: Destructiveness of — Poisoning vermin — Trapping vermin.

Chapter V
Poaching in the Highlands — Donald — Poachers and Keepers — Bivouac in Snow — Connivance of Shepherds — Deer killed — Catching a Keeper — Poaching in the Forests — Shooting Deer by Moonlight — Ancient Poachers.

Chapter VI
Salmon-fishing — Salmon ascending Fords — Fishers — Cruives — Right of Fishing — Anecdote — Salmon-leaps — History of the Salmon — Lampreys — Spearing Salmon — River Poaching — Angling — Fly-making — Eels.

Chapter VII
Short-eared Owl: Habits of — Long-eared Owl — Tame Owl — White Owl — Utility of Owls — Mice —Rats: Destructiveness of — Water Rats: Food of — Killing Rats — Rat-catchers.

Here is a wee bit from Chapter V...

I HAD a visit last week from a Highland poacher of some notoriety in his way. He is the possessor of a brace of the finest deerhounds in Scotland, and he came down from his mountain-home to show them to me, as I wanted some for a friend. The man himself is an old acquaintance of mine, as I had fallen in with him more than once in the course of my rambles. A finer specimen of the genus Homo than Ronald I never saw. As he passes through the streets of a country-town, the men give him plenty of walking-room; while not a girl in the street but stops to look after him, and says to her companions — "Eh, but yon's a bonnie lad." And indeed Ronald is a "bonnie lad" — about twenty-six years of age—his height more than six feet, and with limbs somewhat between those of a Hercules and an Apollo—he steps along the street with the good-natured, self-satisfied swagger of a man who knows all the women are admiring him.

He is dressed in a plain grey kilt and jacket, with an otter-skin purse and a low skull-cap with a long peak, from below which his quick eye seems to take at a glance in everything which is passing around him. A man whose life is spent much in hunting and pursuit of wild animals acquires unconsciously a peculiar restless and quick expression of eye, appearing to be always in search of something. When Ronald doffs his cap, and shows his handsome hair and short curling beard, which covers all the lower part of his face, and which he seems to be something of a dandy about, I do not know a finer-looking fellow amongst all my acquaintance—and his occupation, which affords him constant exercise without hard labour, gives him a degree of strength and activity seldom equalled. As he walked into my room, followed by his two magnificent dogs, he would have made a subject worthy of Landseer in his best moments—and it would have been a picture which many a fair damsel of high, as well as low, degree, would have looked upon with pleasure. Excepting when excited, he is the most quiet, good-natured fellow in the world; but I have heard some stories of his exploits, in defence of his liberty, when assailed by keepers, which proved his immense strength, though he has always used it most good-naturedly. One feat of his is worth repeating. He was surprised by five men in a shealing, where he had retired to rest after some days' shooting in a remote part of the Highlands. Ronald had a young lad with him, who could only look on, in consequence of having injured one of his hands.

Ronald was awoke from his sleep in the wooden recess of the shealing (which is called a bed), by the five men coming in,—and saying that they had tracked him there, that he was caught at last, and must come along with them. "'Deed, lads," said Ronald, without rising, "but I have had a long travel to-day, and if I am to go, you must just carry me." "Sit quiet, Sandy," he added to his young companion. "They'll no fash us, I'm thinking." The men, rather surprised at such cool language from only one man with nobody to assist him but a boy, repeated their order for him to get up and go with them; but receiving no satisfactory answer, two of them went to his bed to pull him out " So I just pit them under me" (said Ronald, in describing it), "and kept them down with one knee. A third chiel then came up, with a bit painted wand, and told me that he was a constable, but I could na help laughing at the man, he looked so frightened like;—and I said to him, 'John Cameron, my man, you'd be better employed making shoes at home, than coming here to disturb a quiet lad like me, who only wants to rest himself:' and then I said to the rest of them, still keeping the twa chiels under my knee, 'Ye are all wrong, lads;' I'm no doing anything against the law; I am just resting myself here, and rest myself I will : and you have no right to come here to disturb me; so you'd best just mak off at once.' They had not caught me shooting, Sir," he added, "and I was sure that no justice would allow of their seizing me like an outlaw. Besides which, I had the licence with me, though I didn't want to have to show it to them, as I was a stranger there, and I didn't wish them to know my name.

Weel, we went on in this way, till at last the laird's keeper, who I knew well enough, though he didn't know me, whispered to the rest, and all three made a push at me, while the chiels below me tried to get up too. The keeper was the only one with any pluck amongst them, and he sprang on my neck, and as he was a clever like lad, I began to get sore pressed. Just then, however, I lifted up my left hand, and pulled one of the sticks that served for rafters, out of the roof above me, and my blood was getting quite mad like, and the Lord only knows what would have happened if they hadn't all been a bit frightened at seeing me get the stick, and when part of the roof came falling on them, and so they all left me and went to the other end of the shealing. The keeper was but ill pleased though—as for the bit constable body, his painted stick came into my hand somehow, and he never got it again ! One of the lads below my knee got hurt in this scuffle too, indeed one of his ribs was broken, so I helped to lift him up, and put him on the bed. The others threatened me a great deal, but did na like the looks of the bit constable's staff I had in my hand. At last, when they found that they could do nothing, they begged me, in the Lord's name, to leave the shealing and gang my way in peace. But I did na like this, as it was six hours at least to the next bothy where I could get a good rest, so I just told them to go themselves—and as they did na seem in a hurry to do so, I went at them with my staff, but they did na bide my coming, and were all tumbling out of the door in a heap, before I was near them : I could na help laughing to see them. It was coming on a wild night, and the poor fellow in the bed seemed vera bad, so I called to them and told them they might just come back and sleep in the shealing if they would leave me in peace—and after a little talk they all came in, and I laid down in my plaid at one end of the bothy, leaving them the other.

I made the lad who was with me watch part of the night to see they didn't get at me when I was asleep, though I didn't want him to join in helping me, as they knew his name, and it might have got him into trouble. In the morning I made my breakfast with some meal I had with me, and gave them the lave of it. They would have been right pleased to have got me with them,—but as they could na do it, like wise chiels, they didn't try—so I wished them a good day, and took the road. I had my gun and four brace of grouse, which they looked at very hard indeed, but I did not let them lay hands on anything. When I had just got a few hundred yards away, I missed my shot belt, so I went back and found that the keeper had it, and would not give it up. 'You'll be giving me my property, lad, I'm thinking,' I said to him; but he was just mad like with rage, and said that he would not let me have it. However, I took him by the coat and shook him a bit, and he soon gave it me, but he could na keep his hands off, and as I turned away, he struck me a sair blow with a stick on my back; so I turned to him, and 'deed I was near beating him weel, but after all I thocht that the poor lad was only doing his duty, so I only gave him a lift into the burn, taking care not to hurt him; but he got a grand ducking—and, Lord ! how he did swear. I was thinking, as I travelled over the hills that day, it was lucky that these twa dogs were not with me, for there would have been wild work in the shealing. Bran there canna bide a scuffle but what he must join in it, and the other dog would go to help him; and the Lord pity the man they took hold of—he would be in a bad way before I could get this one off his throat —wouldn't he, poor dog ?"—and Bran looked up in Ronald's face with such a half lear, half snake-like expression, that I thought to myself that I would about as soon encounter a tiger as such a dog, if his blood was well roused.

The life of a Highland poacher is a far different one from that of an Englishman following the same profession. Instead of a sneaking night-walking ruffian, a mixture of cowardice and ferocity, as most English poachers are, and ready to commit any crime that he hopes to perpetrate with impunity, the Highlander is a bold fearless fellow, shooting openly by daylight, taking his sport in the same manner as the Laird, or the Sassenach who rents the ground. He never snares or wires game, but depends on his dog and gun. Hardy and active as the deer of the mountain, in company with two or three comrades of the same stamp as himself, he sleeps in the heather wrapped in his plaid, regardless of frost or snow, and commences his work at daybreak. When a party of them sleep out on the hill side, their manner of arranging their couch is as follows:—If snow is on the ground, they first scrape it off a small space; they then all collect a quantity of the driest heather they can find. The next step is for all the party excepting one to lie down close to each other, with room between one couple for the remaining man to get into the rank when his duty is done, which is to lay all the plaids on the top of his companions, and on the plaids a quantity of long heather; when he has sufficiently thatched them in, he creeps into the vacant place, and they are made up for the night. The coldest frost has no effect on them when bivouacking in this manner. Their guns are laid dry between them, and their dogs share their masters' couch.

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Scotland in the Middle Ages
Sketches of Early Scotch History and Social Progress by Cosmo Innes (Professor of History in the University of Edinburgh. 1860).

Here is the Preface for you to read here...

These Sketches were read in the shape of Lectures to a class in this University; but it cannot be said they thereby received much publicity.

In now publishing them, I have something to disclaim. I trust the origin of the little work may be a sufficient excuse, if it be found wanting in that originality of facts or views without which no one would deliberately compose a book of History. The same cause may obtain pardon for some unacknowledged plagiarism, which it might savour of ostentation more specifically to point out.

If the Sketches have any merit, it is in teaching that true History is best to be learnt from the study of its genuine materials, and not from the twice-told tale of the historians of the book-shelves. Here, as in other studies, . . . . Juvat integros accedere fontes Atque haurire.

I would warn the young student of history against translations; against abridgments. Let him not think that he learns history by committing a big table of contents to memory. If he takes my advice, his will be the pleasure as well as the gain. He will find endless amusement in the contemporary chronicler, and his rough and vivid pictures of events, which fall very flat and dull, even in the elegant summary of Hume, and the glittering-narrative of Gibbon. But books are not all. The history of a nation has to do with things which books never quite supply ; the manners of the people, their modes of life, action, and thought. We know more of old Rome from a day among its ruins—from a visit to Herculaneum or Pompeii—than from all the compilations of modern historians, or even the mythical narrative of Livy, charming as it is.

Above all, look to the real evidence, as the lawyers call it. Judge a people by their institutions and laws; by the cultivation of their soil; by their literature; by their achievements in science and art; by what they have done for civilization, and the happiness of the world.

After these Sketches were printed, my friendly publishers, taking, I fear, an exaggerated view of their importance, urged me to prefix some Maps that might serve to illustrate my notions of old Scotland, and its progress. I saw the danger, and it was not without reluctance that I complied. As was to be expected, the Maps led to explanatory Notes and Lists of Places, and other topographical apparatus, which now form such a bulk of preliminary matter. I am not willing to think that the labour bestowed has been useless. Indeed, I believe the information here brought together has not been collected in print before, and may be serviceable to many readers ; and, if so, perhaps I should not be much concerned though critics may discover that my little craft was not built or rigged for such a ponderous freight.

No one can hold the book at a lower rate than I do, but that must not prevent me from mentioning the names of some of those who have assisted me, and on whom lies none of the blame of any shortcoming.

Mr. Joseph Robertson, my old friend and fellow labourer, has now, as always, been as ready to give, as I to ask assistance. He would be a rash man who should write on Scotch charters or records, or on Scotch church architecture, without taking counsel with Mr. Robertson. Dr. Reeves of Lusk, the historian of St. Columba, who has shamed our Scotch scholars by the light he has thrown upon the christianizing of our western shores, has also assisted me cordially and cheered me on. Mr. W. F. Skene, a Celtic scholar and antiquary of the first order, whose fault is that he will not give his collections to the world, has not withheld them from me. To the last two gentlemen I am indebted for learned and ingenious suggestions upon early Scotch geography, and I feel that I ought to explain why I have not availed myself of them. I am, unfortunately, quite ignorant of the Celtic languages, and the only expositors in whom I have confidence not being entirely at one, I have thought it best not to set down on my map what I could not personally verify.

I now have up Notes on the Maps as a .pdf file but the rest of the book are ocr'd into text pages and I also have up Chapter 1 which includes...

Modern political society originating with the era of Charlemagne — The state of Europe in his time — The population — Celts — Franks — Sclaves — Wends — Bavarians — Northmen or Danes — Saxons — Teutonic races — Superstitions of the Northmen — Virtues of the Germans — Saint Boniface's Catechism — Pagan Saxon prayer — The Moors — Their accomplishments — Their activity and enterprise — The Lombards — Rome — Her missions and adoption of co-operating missionaries — Her danger from the Arian heresy — The Church, its influence and power — Used for the advantage of mankind — Constantinople and the Eastern empire — The dominions of Charlemagne — Vestiges of Roman Institutions — Municipia — Defects of those institutions for patriotic union — Charlemagne himself, his appearance, habits, dress, arms, ornaments — The amount of his education — His buildings, fleets, his ordinances, his country houses — His gardens, flowers, fruit trees, poultry, game — His ordinance for schools — Keeping of Sunday — Preaching — Charlemagne the champion of Christianity — Saxon Resistance — Duke Radbod — -Witikind — Final subjugation of the Saxons — Charlemagne's other triumphs — Harun-el-Rashid's, and the Greek Emperor's embassies — Crowned as Caesar — His achievements.

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Snodgrass family history
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Robert Burns Lives!
By Frank Shaw

To introduce this chapter Frank tells us...

It is a pleasure to welcome to these pages once again a good friend who has a great love for Robert Burns. It would be safe to say that Tom Burns, kin to the Bard, is a real “lover of Burns”, as seen in this article. He is a student of Burns and has over the years emerged as a scholar on Burns who ranks with the best you can find among global Burnsians, in my humble opinion. Tom has graciously consented to sharing with us the Immortal Memory he delivered at the Atlanta Burns Club, Burns Night, January 27, 2007. Tom and I are fellow members of the Atlanta Burns Club. He recently completed his two year term as president with dignity and humor. His love for all things Scottish is evident by the Scottish events he participates in each year. Simply put, if Tom Burns is your friend, Robert Burns would approve!

Tom Burns wrote to say...

I am related to the bard. William and Robert Burns each named a son after the other. William's son Robert became the poet. The poet's uncle Robert is my direct ancestor. His son, named William, came to the US via Ireland and fought in the revolutionary war. For his service, he was awarded a land grant in north Georgia, near Commerce. He is buried there in the Hebron Presbyterian Church, along with virtually all his descendants, down to my grandfather. It was Robert (the poet's uncle) to William to David Mitchell, to William Brantley to James Crawford to Samuel Mitchell to me. That would make Robert, the poet, my great, great, great uncle.

You can read Tom's Immortal Memory at

And that's all for now and I hope you and your families all have a great weekend :-)


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