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New Statistical Account of Scotland (1845)
Scottish Canadian Newspaper
Clan Newsletters and Clan articles
Poetry and Stories (including Highland Cattle, Children of Alba, 2 Bombs in
Falkirk Memorial Cairn
Beth's Newfangled Family Tree
Robert Burns Lives!
Proceedings of the Scotch-Irish Fourth Congress at Atlanta, GA., April 28 to
May 1, 1892
History of Scotland
Commemorative Biographical Record of the County of Kent, Ontario.
Good Words - Edited by the Rev Norman MacLeod
Perth on the Tay
Discovered quite by accident two books that I think will be of interest to
our regular readers. One is a right wee gem called "The Island Clans during
six centuries" and the other is "Reminicences of Old Scots Folk". I think
both open up good explanations of various aspects of Scottish history and
the first explains in some detail the home life of clan members.
I've also obtained 12 volumes of the "Transactions of the Highland and
Agricultural Society of Scotland". It is not my intention to put all of
these up on the site but will do one complete volume and then will pick out
various articles from the rest. For example in Volume 16 I found articles
The agriculture of the Counties of Elgin and Nairn
The agriculture of the County of Stirling
The old and remarkable Horse Chestnut Tree
The old and remarkable Walnut Trees in Scotland
The Blackfaced breed of Sheep
Experiments on Turnips
So hopefully this will provide us with a body of work on agriculture in
For those that send in .pdf clan newsletters I should mention that the new
spam attack these days is folk attaching .pdf files. Due to this I will
require a decent explanation in the message body on what the .pdf file
contains otherwise I'll just treat it as spam and delete the message. So far
all of these spam attacks have had nothing in the message body.
I would also comment on how spam is clearly affecting email correspondence.
I'm quite sure some email isn't getting to me for whatever reason and
certainly I'm noting increasing "user not found" messages when I reply to an
email. So remember that I normally reply to a message within 48 hours if not
a lot quicker so if you are expecting a reply and don't get it in this time
frame feel free to send it again. You might also, when sending it again, try
a different subject line just in case something in that put it into the spam
I currently get around 300 spam messages a day so even though I do a quick
eyeball on the spam folder before deleting it I can obviously miss a real
Beth Gay is arranging to send me in a weekly article for her Beth's
Newfangled Family Tree and this will be in addition to her regular monthly .pdf
magazine. I plan to include this in the newsletter but these articles will
also be available in her archive page of her section.
Also as a reminder. The text links that are green with a double underline
are adverts. I did mention this at the time when this system was launched
but having received several emails this week about them figured I should
give you this reminder. Essentially once the page loads this advertiser does
a quick check to see if any of the text includes key words for their
advertisers and if there are any it turns that text green and puts a double
underline under the text thus providing a link to their advertiser. If you
rest your cursor over the link a small box appears telling you a little of
the advertiser and if you want to know more you just click on the box.
So... hopefully this explains what is happening and won't confuse you.
Electric Scotland does earn some hundreds of dollars each month from this
advertiser. Having said that if we were to obtain better advertising from
other sources this is one advertiser I'd prefer not to work with as it does
slow the loading of the page somewhat.
ABOUT THE STORIES
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
THE FLAG IN THE WIND
Mind that The Flag is now in two sections (1) Political and (2) Cultural.
This weeks Flag is compiled by Donald Bain and this week he's discussing
In Peter's cultural section I notice a McIntyre is at it again :-)
According to tradition every year on the anniversary of the raising of the
Jacobite Standard at Glenfinnan (19 August), James MacIntyre of Beglan,
standard-bearer to Colonel John Roy Stewart (Jacobite Edinburgh Regiment)
would carry the Green Banner of Kincardine to the summit of Cairngorm. There
he would unfurl the banner in memory of John Roy Stuart and the other men
from Strathspey who fought for the Jacobite cause. He had successfully
carried the banner from the field of Culloden thus ensuring its safety.
Next month will see a re-enactment of James MacIntyre’s yearly homage when a
replica of the Green Banner of Kincardine will be carried to the summit of
Cairngorm on Sunday 19 August 2007. As in his day the banner will be
unfurled and a short commemorative meeting held. This will form an important
part of a free festival in memory of Colonel John Roy Stuart (1700-1752),
the noted Gaelic poet, piper, swordsman and soldier, who fought in every
major battle of the ’45. Of the Jacobite defeat at Culloden John Roy Stuart
Mo chreach, armailt nam breacan
Bhith air sgaoileadh ‘s air sgapadh ‘s gach àit,
Aig fìor-bhalgairean Shasuinn
Nach do ghnathaich bonn ceartais ‘nan dàil;
Ged a bhuannaich iad baiteal
Cha b’ ann d’an cruadal no ‘n tapadh a bhà,
Ach gaoth aniar agus frasan
Thighinn a nios oirnn bhàrr machair nan Gall.
(Woe is me for the plaided troops scattered and routed everywhere at the
hands of these foxes of England who observed no fairness at all in the
conflict; though they won the battle, it was not from courage or the skill
of them but the westward wind and the rain coming down on us from the flat
lands of the lowlanders.)
(Latha Chul-Lodair. Culloden Day)
Feis Iain Ruadh Stiubhart, the John Roy Stuart Festival will be held over
Saturday 18 August to Sunday 19 August and forms part of Highland 2007,
Scotland’s Highland Year of Culture. The festival will be held at the
Hayfield, Glenmore, near Aviemore and will open on the Saturday at 12 noon
with marchers arriving from Beglan with the replica Green Banner of
Kincardine. A day’s programme of entertainments will follow including
displays from the re-enactment group Glenbucket’s Highlanders and a ceilidh
featuring Gaelic singers Ishbel MacAskill and Calum Alex MacMillan. Visit
for full details and much material about John Roy Stuart. The website also
contains how you can register for the Sunday’s walk up Cairngorm –
registration is essential.
Oatmeal in the form of drammoch (a mixture of raw oatmeal and cold water
which will be familiar to all readers of ‘Kidnapped’) would have been
familiar to John Roy Stuart when he was on the run after the Jacobite
defeat, but this week’s oatmeal recipe – Oatmeal Bread – is much tastier!
Makes 2 loaves
Ingredients: 450ml (16fl oz) milk; 55g (2oz) dark brown sugar; 25g (1oz)
butter; 2 teaspoons salt; 1 tablespoon active dried yeast; 65ml (2fl oz)
lukewarm water; 390g (13¾oz) Porridge Oats; 700g - 850g (1lb 8oz - 1lb 14oz)
Method: Scald the milk. Remove from heat and stir in the butter, brown sugar
and salt. Leave aside until lukewarm.
Combine the yeast and warm water in a large bowl and leave until the yeast
has dissolved and the mixture is frothy. Stir in the milk mixture. Add the
flour and 10oz (285g) of the porridge oats and to obtain a soft dough.
Transfer to a floured surface and knead until smooth and elastic. Place in a
greased bowl, cover with a plastic bag and leave until doubled in volume -
this will take 2-3 hours.
Grease a large baking sheet. Transfer the dough to a lightly floured
surface, divide in half and shape into two rounds. Place on the baking
sheet, cover with a tea towel and leave to rise until doubled in volume
(approximately 1 hour).
Pre-heat oven to 200°C/400°F/gas 6. Score the tops of the dough rounds and
sprinkle with the remaining oats. Bake for 40-45 minutes, or until the
bottoms of the loaves sound hollow when tapped.
You can read the Flag, listen to the Scots Language, enjoy the Scots Wit and
lots more at
The Scottish Nation
My thanks to Lora for transcribing these volumes for us.
Now onto the H's with Heugh, Hill, Hislop, Hog, Hogg and Holybush added this
In the Hogg entry we read of...
HOGG, JAMES, the Ettrick Shepherd, one of the most remarkable of Scotland’s
self-taught poets, was born in a cottage on the banks of the Ettrick,
Selkirkshire, January 25, 1772, the anniversary of the natal day of Burns.
His progenitors were all shepherds, an occupation which his father, like
himself, followed for many years. He received but a scanty education, and
spent only about half a year at school. At seven years of age he was sent to
herd cows, and his boyhood was devoted to keeping sheep upon the hills.
Among the first books that he read were ‘The Life of Wallace,’ and ‘The
Gentle Shepherd,’ which he was disappointed were not written in prose
instead of verse. He also read Bishop Burnet’s ‘Theory of the Conflagration
of the Earth,’ which he sates nearly “overturned his brain.” His first
attempts at versification were made in the spring of 1796; and his first
published song was ‘My name it is Donald M’Donald,’ composed, in 1800, on
the threatened invasion of Bonaparte, which soon became very popular. In
1801, when attending the sheep market at Edinburgh, he ventured to publish a
small volume of poems, which, however, was soon consigned to oblivion. The
attention of Sir Walter, then Mr. Scott, being drawn to the poetical talent
of Mr. Hogg, by his advice he published, in 1807, a volume of ballads, under
the title of the ‘Mountain Bard.’ These compositions, emanating from a rough
untutored mind, bore many latent indications of that high poetical
imagination which afterwards shone out so brightly in ‘Kilmeny;’ and the
work being successful, with its profits and a premium which he gained from
the Highland Society for an ‘Essay on Sheep,’ published the same year, he
was tempted to embark in an agricultural speculation, which unfortunately
proved a failure.
Disappointed in his views, he now determined upon settling in Edinburgh, and
following the precarious calling of an author. Accordingly he arrived in
that city in February 1810, and the same year he published a volume of
songs, called ‘The Forest Minstrel,’ from which, however, he derived no
pecuniary benefit. At this period, when poverty was pressing hard upon him,
he found kind and steady friends in Messrs. Grieve and Scott, hatters, whose
well-timed benevolence, we are told, supplied all his wants. His next
adventure was a literary publication called ‘The Spy,’ chiefly devoted to
moral essays, tales, poetry, and sketches of life. But Hogg at this time
knew nothing of men and manners, and very little of contemporaneous
literature; and his periodical did not outlive the year of its birth.
In the spring of 1813 he produced his ‘Queen’s Wake,’ a legendary poem,
which consists mainly of a series of metrical tales written in imitation of
the old Scottish ballads, and connected and diversified by a fiction of
considerable ingenuity, in which the bards and minstrels of Scotland are
represented as contending for prizes before Mary Queen of Scots and her
court at Holyrood. Overlooking a few defects of style, the ‘Queen’s Wake’ is
undoubtedly one of the finest poems in the language; and by far the best and
most imaginative piece in the volume is the beautiful episodical tale of ‘Kilmeny,’
which for sweetness and simplicity cannot be excelled. In the course of a
short time the ‘Queen’s Wake’ went through several editions, and at once
secured for the author a degree of popularity and fame that has seldom
fallen to the lot of a modern writer.
You can read the rest of this entry at
You can read the other entries at
New Statistical Account of Scotland (1845)
Have made a start at this huge publication which will likely be with us for
a few years. The first volume I am dealing with is the one on Aberdeen.
There are some 85 parishes in this volume and a write up on each.
This week have added...
Under Dyce we read of...
Antiquities.—On a gentle acclivity at the south side of Tyre-bagger, and
commanding a beautiful view of the sea-coast and adjacent lowlands, is found
a Druidical temple, formed by ten rough granite stones, arranged in the
figure of a circle. They are about eight feet distant from each other, the
highest of them measuring ten, the lowest five feet above the surface of the
ground. One of these stones, fronting due south, is of much greater breadth
and depth than the others, and now appears crushing through the low and
decayed pediment on which it had been originally raised. Probably it was the
site of an altar, or station of the presiding priest.
In the church-yard, and forming a part of its wall, stands a large oblong
stone curiously carved. Some have believed it to be a Runic monument, but
the cross (which can still be distinctly traced,) pervading that mass of
varied sculpture with which it is inscribed, seems to render this suggestion
inadmissible. In all probability it must have constituted an ornament of
some former church, subsisting during the times of Catholicism.
The Gouch or Gouk Stone is a large shapeless block of granite, on the
north-east of Caskieben, erected (as is said in the last Statistical
Account,) to commemorate the death of a general of that name who was slain
near it. The tradition in respect to this stone is now forgotten, and it was
even with some little difficulty that its site could be ascertained. The
Quaich Stone, built into a low wall near the same place, has no particular
marks by which it might be distinguished, and the origin of its name is
There are tumuli in various places throughout the parish, usually on small
eminences. Bones have been found in some of them, (inclosed in urns of
pipe-clay, nearly resembling common flowerpots in shape,) but no tradition
has retained a single trace of their history.
On the index page of this volume you can see a list of the 85 parishes and
also a map at
Scottish Canadian Newspaper
Added another issue of this newspaper...
September 24, 1891 at
This issue carries an article about The Braes of Glenniffer which is on the
banks of the Clyde, on the first page.
You can see all the issues to date at
Added the Summer 2007 newsletter from the Dunardry Heritage Association at
Got a wee article and pictures of Clan Turbull's return home in 2007 at
Got in some pictures of the Clan MacMillan at the Greenville (SC) Scottish
Games held on June 9, 2007 at
Poems and Stories
Got in an article about Highland Cattle at
Added an historical article about the Children of Alba by William G. A. Shaw
of Easter Lair at
Stan told me about 2 Bombs in Banff being discovered and has sent me this
wee article about it at
Donna sent in four poems, Coyote at Dawn at
In This World at
Half-Breed Clan at
Falkirk Memorial Cairn
Got in an article and pictures about the unveiling of this new cairn in
Falkirk to William Wallace and the Scottish army at the battle of Falkirk.
It was unveilved on July 21st. Ronnie Browne of The Corries, The Society of
William Wallace, The Scottish Knights Templars etc. attended and you can
view this at
Beth's Newfangled Family Tree
Beth is publishing a monthly edition of this production which can be read on
the 1st of each month at
We also keep past issues in the archives section and each week she is adding
an extra article.
Here is the article for this week...
Tourist? Traveler? Touron? by Marti Van Horne, Scots Travel Specialist at
Robert Burns Lives!
A series by Frank Shaw
Frank sent in Volume 1 Chapter 28 - Scottish Coin To Celebrate 250th
Anniversary of Robert Burns’ Birth
In their “daily news from Scotland’s Capital” on July 12, the Edinburgh
Evening Press carried an announcement by Chancellor Alistair Darling to the
House of Commons that a new “2£ coin will be struck in 2009 to celebrate the
250th anniversary of the birth of Robert Burns”.
Two of the three comments posted in response to the announcement on
Scotsman.com were rather negative with one person asking for a coin
commemorating William Wallace and his fight for Scotland’s independence.
Another seconded the first comment with digs at Robert Burns by saying,
“Yes, William Wallace…a man who was FAITHFUL to his wife and to SCOTLAND.
Let us put him on our coins. Then we will be remembering a BRAVE HEART…not a
BROKEN HEART…which is what Burns’ wife must have experienced.”
You can read the rest of this article at
Proceedings of the Scotch-Irish Fouth Congress at Atlanta, GA., April 28 to
May 1, 1892
Added several more sections to this volume...
Fifth Session of the Congress at
Dr. Hall introduced by President Bonner
Rev. Dr. Cook's impromptu address
Invitations of Springfield, Des Moines, and Jacksonville presented
Mr. George Frey's remarks in behalf of Springfield
Hon. W. H. Hunter's remarks seconding Springfield's invitation
Mr. Henry Wallace in behalf of Des Moines
Rev. Dr. McConnell's remarks seconding the invitation of Des Moines
Dr. Macintosh in behalf of Jacksonville
Resolutions of thanks, etc.
Closing prayer by Dr. John Hall
Constitution and By-Laws at
Officers of the Society, Executive Committee, Life Members at
With a Sprig of White Heather. A poem by Wallace Bruce at
The Scotch-Irish of Atlanta. By Col. G. W. Adair, of Atlanta, Ga. at
Here is how the Scotch-Irish of Atlanta starts...
Mr. President and Gentlemen of the Scotch-Irish Congress of America: To give
a history of Atlanta is to recount the deeds of men of Scotch-Irish lineage,
in everything that has conceived and built up Atlanta, the acknowledged
progressive and successful city of the South.
Back in the thirties, merchandise, and everything known to trade, was
delivered to the people of Georgia from the river landings of Augusta,
Milledgeville, Macon, and Columbus. In those days railroads were unknown in
Georgia. Upon the starting of railroads, however, from Augusta and Savannah
into the interior of the state —one of the oldest roads in the United States
having already been built from Charleston to Hamburg, opposite Augusta—the
thought presented itself to the statesmen of that day and time to push on
from the junction of these roads in Upper Georgia to the Tennessee River. At
that time nothing that was used by man was shipped from the great West; live
stock alone was driven across the mountains to the various local markets of
the state, and all necessaries that the people were obliged to have, in the
way of sugar, coffee, salt, iron, and merchandise, were conveyed by the
old-fashioned, tedious wagon mode of transportation. But a new epoch was
dawning; the Scotch-Irish mind came to the front and conceived and carried
out the project of building the Western and Atlantic railroad
by the state.
Prominent among the men who advocated that great enterprise, both in the
Legislature and before the people, were the following distinguished men of
Scotch-Irish lineage: Alexander H. Stephens, Andrew J. Miller, Charles J.
Jenkins, Matthew Hall McAllister, James Merriwether, Absalom H. Chappell,
Alexander McDougal, Eugonius A. Nesbit, Charles J. McDonald, Gen. Thomas
Glasscock, James Camack, Charles Dougherty, Dr. George D. Phillips, Lewis
Tumlin, Warren Aiken, Charles Murphy, N. L. Hutchins, Augustus Wright, John
Wray, Walter T. Colquitt, James M. Calhoun, James Gardner, Edward Y. and
Joshua Hill, Gov. Geo. W. Crawford, E. L. McWhorter, and men of that class
who were distinguished in their day and time as Legislators, State Senators,
Governors, and United States Senators. These are the men who conceived the
grand plan of constructing the Western and Atlantic railroad, the connecting
link between Atlanta and the great West, and in the founding of
Atlanta—emphatically a city in the woods.
Since I was a store boy, the first yard of grading in the city of Atlanta
was executed, and now she stands a peerless city of one hundred thousand
inhabitants, with great climatic advantages, freedom from malaria,
geographical position, and railroad connections which make her the growing,
live, and distributing city of the whole South. The conception of Atlanta,
from Scotch-Irish brain, was followed up in its progress and development by
the foresight, skill, and energy of the same race.
Dr. Joseph Thompson, whose personal cleverness, wit, humor, and enterprise
won for him the admiration of all his peers, was one of the first settlers
Richard Peters, who recently died in Atlanta, did as much for the city, and
not alone for the city, but for the entire section, by his intelligence,
perception, and energy, in introducing into the South fine stock, intensive
farming, improved fruits, and every article that added to the agricultural
wealth of the state. This fact is well known to all our older inhabitants.
He was the locating engineer of the Georgia railroad, a man of eminent
ability as a railroad founder, and a promoter of all classes of internal
improvements that benefited Atlanta. Mr. Peters was a native of
Philadelphia, but he married an Atlanta lady, the daughter of Dr. Thompson,
one of the first settlers in Atlanta.
You can read the rest of this at
You can get to the index page of this volume at
History of Scotland
In 9 volumes By Patrick Fraser Tytler (1828)
Now started the 8th volume with...
Title, Preface and Contents at
Chapter I (Pages 1 to 71) at
Regency of Morton, 1573 to 1580
Chapter II (Pages 72 to 131) at
James the Sixth, 1580 to 1582
Chapter III (Pages 131 to 195) at
James the Sixth. 1582 to 1584
In Chapter II we see the first mention of James the Sixth who was also to
become James the First of England. Here is how this chapter starts...
FOR some time after this, Elizabeth's policy towards Scotland was of that
vacillating and contradictory kind which estranged her friends, and gave
confidence to her opponents. She had been early warned by Sir Robert Bowes,
then resident at Berwick, of the great strength of the confederacy at the
head of which Lennox had placed himself, and that soon no efforts would
avail against it. "Such had been," he said, "the success of the French
intrigues, that Scotland was running headlong the French course and that
everything tended to the overthrow of religion, by which we must understand
him as leaning the Presbyterian party in that conntry. "Still," he added,
all was not irrecoverable, if the Queen would dismiss her parsimony, and
take the true way to secure friends." But Elizabeth was deaf to these
remonstrances. She alternately flattered, remonstrated, and threatenecl; but
she resolutely refused to "go to any charges;" and the effects of her
indecision and neglect were soon apparent.
Lennox grew daily more formidable. As he was supported by the favour of the
king, and the countenance and money of France, he drew into his party the
most powerful of the nobility. His possessions and landed property were
already great. Favour after favour was bestowed. Himself, or his friends and
retainers, held some of the strongest castles in Scotland; and not long
after this, Walsingham, who was anxiously watching his power, heard, with
dismay, from Bowes, that Dumbarton, one of the most important keys of the
kingdom, was to be delivered to the favourite."
This last determination incensed Elizabeth to the highest pitch. She had for
some time been engaged in a secret correspondence with the captain of the
castle, the noted Cunningham of Drumquhassel, who had promised to retain it
at her devotion; and on the first intimation that it was to be placed in the
hands of Lennox, she ordered Sir Robert Bowes to ride post from Berwick into
Scotland, with a fiery message, to be delivered to the Scottish Council. The
imperious and unscrupulous temper of the Queen was strongly marked in his
instructions. If he found the fortress (for so its great strength entitled
it to be called) undelivered, he was to remonstrate loudly against its being
surrendered to one who, whatever mask the Pope alIowed him to wear, was in
his heart an enemy to the Gpspel. If it was too late, and the castle already
given up, he was instantly to confer with Morton how so fatal a step could
be remedied: "Either (to quote the words of the instructions) by laying
violent hands on the Duke and his principal associates, in case no other
more temperate course can be found, or by some other way that by him might
be thought meet."
You can read the rest of this chapter at
As all the chapters are .pdf files I'll just point you at the index page of
this publication where you can read the rest of the chapters at
Commemorative Biographical Record of the County of Kent, Ontario.
My thanks to Nola Crewe for typing these up for us.
Here is one bio which shows how the Scots cleared the land and engaged in
religious pursuits as was so comon of Scots of this generation almost
anywhere you find them in the world.
ARCHIE McKINLAY belongs to the very same strong, vigorous, manly race which
produced that noble statesman and revered ruler, William McKinley, the late
President of the United States. They trace their descent to a common
ancestor, one branch of the family coming to the United States, the other to
Canada, about the same time. The family is of Scotch origin, and has scores
of representatives in the vicinity of County Kent, Ontario. Though these
have, for the most part, devoted themselves to agricultural pursuits,
possessing to a marked degree all the noble race characteristics, they
would, undoubtedly, have come to the front in almost any vocation in life.
As agriculturists they are thoroughly successful and highly influential –
especially is this true of him whose name heads this sketch.
John McKinlay, grandfather of Archie, was born at Callander, Perthshire, in
the Highlands of Scotland, in December, 1748, and, in his native land spent
his life. In 1784 he married Mary McVean, a woman of good judgment and
strong character. After the death of her husband she, hoping to better the
condition of the family, came with her children to America, and settled in
the State of New York. She died near Rochester, in that State, in 1816. Five
children born to Mr. and Mrs. McKinlay, all of whom, in 1818, came to
Aldborough, County Elgin, Ontario, and settled on land which they received
from Col. Talbot, the English government agent; James made his home in that
place for the rest of his life; Duncan, Peter, and Robert, each, after,
settled on one-hundred-acre tracts given them by Col. Talbot in Howard
township, County of Kent, where they made good farms, which are in the hands
of their descendants; Mary married John McClarren, and they settled in the
County of Kent, where he died.
Duncan McKinlay, father of Archie, was born in Perthshire, Scotland, in
1791. After the death of his father he came with his mother to New York,
where he resided for some time. In 1818, with his brothers and sisters he
settled in Aldborough, County Elgin, and, later, as has been said, on a
100-acre tract, given him by Col. Talbot, in Howard township, County Kent.
With the hardy spirit of the true woodsman he cleared and broke his land,
and, in a short time, transformed the wild forest into a highly improved
farm. Here he carried on agriculture with much success, and, by taking
advantage of every desirable land deal, was enabled to enlarge his property,
so it finally embraced the extensive area of 450 acres in one body. Upon
this he resided for the rest of his life, dying at the homestead, in
In Canada, in 1822, Mr. McKinlay married Sarah MacIntyre, who was born in
Argyllshire, Scotland, in 1802. She died at the homestead in 1885. By this
marriage there were ten children: (1) Isabella, born at the Howard township
homestead in November, 1823, married James McKinlay, of Ridgetown, and is
now deceased. (2) John, born in 1825, died in his twenty-second year. (3)
Archie is mentioned below. (4) Mary, born in 1829, married Thomas Finley, of
Fond du Lac, Wisconsin, and has several children. (5) Sarah, born in 1831,
married John Ferguson (now deceased), and she resides near Thamesville. (6)
Catherine, born in 1833, died in her young womanhood. (7) Nancy, born in
1835, married Duncan McLaren, has one son James, and they now reside at
Monroe, Michigan. (8) James, born at the old homestead, in 1837, never
married, and he died at his residence on part of the old place, in 1900. (9)
Duncan, born in 1840, who married a Miss Dodge, and had severall children
settled at the old homestead, where he died in 1882. His widow still lives
there. (10) Margaret, born in 1843, has never married, and now lives at the
home of her brother James. Mr. McKinlay always put forth his energies on the
side of morality and progress. Zealous in religious works, he played a
leading part in the movement for the building of the First Presbyterian
Church, of which both he and his wife were active members, he serving very
efficiently as elder for many years. He organized Sunday schools, and was
widely known as a prominent Church worker. In politics he at first
affiliated with the Conservatives, but later was a strong Reformer. He made
many warm friends during his lifetime, and won the esteem of all who knew
Archie McKinlay has for the most part passed his life in Howard township,
County Kent, where, on Concession 11, he was born, June 11th, 1827. In
attending the district schools a few months in winter, and engaging in farm
work during summer, his early years were passed, and he developed traits of
self-reliance and persistence which have prominently characterized his
life-work. In March, 1865 he married Helen McGregor, who was born in 1842,
and reared on the family homestead in Howard township. Her parents, John and
Mary (Robinson) McGregor, both born in Scotland were among the pioneer
settlers of Howard township. On the eleventh Concession they made a good
home for themselves and there resided for the rest of their lives, the
father dying there in 1889, and the mother in 1890. By this union there were
five children: Helen (now Mrs. McKinlay) and Margaret (who married a Mr.
Williams) are still living. Janet, Robert and William died young. Mr. and
Mrs. McKinlay have four children, all of whom received their education in
the Collegiate Institute of Ridgetown, and are living at home: Mary H.,
Duncan F., John A. and Jennie S.
Before his death the elder Mr. McKinlay divided his extensive homestead
among his children, and on his share of the land thus received, Archie
McKinlay settled after his marriage, and began developing its resources.
Much of it was at that time in a wild state, and this he has cleared and
opened, and put under excellent cultivation. Shortly before his marriage, in
1864, he erected a fine, modern house which he has repaired from time to
time, and has kept in excellent condition. He has two splendid bars; one,
erected in 1891, is of cement foundation and especially attractive and well
suited to his needs. He has put the main strength of his manhood into work
upon his land, with the result that he now has a farm in which any man might
take just pride. He still resides on this place, but, having now reached his
seventy-eighth year, is living in retirement.
Mr. McKinlay has always possessed too large a nature and too fertile an
intellect to confine his activities to one field of labour. In educational,
religious and public affairs he has long been a leader, and the Presbyterian
Church, to which he and his family belong, counts him among its strong
supporters in all its benevolent and helpful enterprises. Though disinclined
to office seeking, in local affairs, he has through the merited esteem of
his fellow citizens, served as a member of the township council for fourteen
years, exercising great foresight and marked business ability in the
management of affairs. In politics he is an unwavering Reformer, and well
informed upon all questions of public interest. Personally Mr. McKinlay
possesses a strong, determined, forceful nature, softened and refined by his
kindness, sympathy, and benevolence. Misfortune appeals to him, and the
strength of his manhood goes out to its relief. Wisdom, honesty and fairness
mark his dealings with his fellow men. His good work and his admirable
traits of character have long been recognized, and few townsmen occupy a
warmer place in the hearts of the community than Mr. McKinlay.
The other bios can be read at
Good Words - 1860 Edition
Edited by Rev. Norman MacLeod
You should note that as this is a weekly publication you'll find larger
articles are continued week by week.
This week have added articles on...
To our Bereaved (Page 25) at
Meditations on Heaven II (Pages 25-27) at
Protestantism in France (Pages 27-29) at
Here is how the article "Protestantism in France" starts...
There is no Church that claims from British Christians a more warm and
lively interest than the Protestant Church of France. It is not merely the
charm of old associations and the bond of spiritual kindred that united the
Protestants of France and Geneva, in the sixteenth century, with that of
Scotland, and with the most earnest and evangelical party in the English
Reformation; but it is, moreover, its own exciting and picturesque story,
its roll of martyrs, of "whom the world was not worthy," and whose blood has
been the seed of ever new life, through all its oppressions and
persecutions, the learning and eloquence of its clergy, and the beauty and
activity of its practical philanthropy, that combine to make it interesting,
and to draw our sympathies cordially around it. With so much to attract us
towards French Protestantism, and so much of affinity of Christian doctrine
and enterprise between us, we are far from being well informed as to its
present state and movements; the rapid increase that during the last thirty
years has taken place in the number of its adherents, of its churches, its
schools, its literary, missionary, and charitable agencies. The following
pages, founded upon a carefully informed pamphlet of M. Grandpierre,
[Rapport sur la situation intériure du Protestantisme en France, par J. H.
Grandpierre, pasteur de l'Eglise Réformée de Paris. 1858.] well known as one
of the pastors connected with the Oratoire in Paris, deserve, and will amply
reward, in this point of view, the attention of our readers.
At the date of the Edict of Nantes, the 22d October 1685, when Louis XIV.,
by a fatal blow, destroyed at once the civil rights and the religious
privileges of his Protestant subjects, they numbered 800 churches and 640
clergy. The vast amount of peaceful industry and advancing civilisation
represented by these figures was then, most disastrously for France, broken
up, almost at the very time that the great Revolution was about to secure
Protestant liberty and political progress to our own country.
In 1808,—six years after the promulgation of the law of the 10th Germinal,
as it was called, (the 8th April 1802,) restored the legal existence of the
Protestant worship,—there was in the whole of France only 190 Reformed
churches, and about 190 clergy. Thus in the course of somewhat more than a
century's persecution, upwards of three-fourths of the Protestants may be
said to have been expelled or to have disappeared from the soil of France.
Thirteen years later, the Protestant Annual, published in 1821, registered
the names of 255 clergy and a nearly equal number of churches. An increase
of sixty-five churches and ministers had taken place in this time. Seven
years later, statistics were published which shewed a corresponding
increase. The clergy had risen to nearly 300, while 400 places of worship
had sprung up, with nearly as many schools.
But it is in the thirty years that have elapsed since then that the most
astonishing and rapid increase has been manifested. The Protestant Annual of
1857 reckons that there are now in France 105 consistories, comprising 972
churches, with upwards of a thousand schools, under the direction of 601
clergy. During this period, then, the number of Protestant churches in
Prance have more than trebled. Such an increase can scarcely be paralleled
even by our own Scottish Protestantism, with all the singular and exciting
causes which have given it development during the last quarter of a century.
The rest of this article can be read at
The book index page is at
Perth on the Tay
A Tale of the transplanted Highlanders by Josephine Smith (1901)
You should note that many of the conversations in this book are in "Broad
Scots" and so you might find some of this hard to read. Should you persist
you'll likely get into the flow and hopefully enjoy this book.
Now up to chapter 21 and here is how Chapter 19 starts...
PERHAPS never in Margaret's life had the future looked brighter to her than
it did that night. She had thought everything out to her own satisfaction,
and the future she had arranged for everybody was all that anyone could ask
for; she was pleased with herself, and was thoroughly imbued with the
comfortable glow that people feel after doing a good action. Jean slept with
her, and she talked far into the night—long afterwards Jean remembered this,
and how busy her mother was that day, doing all sorts of odd work, arranging
for Jean's comfort while she was away. The more she thought of it, the more
feasible her plan appeared, until she could almost smell the heather. Jean,
rejoicing at anything that brought back the old happy conditions, encouraged
her mother by a lively interest in the project. It was in the "wee sma'
hours ayont the twal'" ere she closed her eyes.
There was the faintest glimmer of light when she awoke, with a strange
feeling; she thought someone was calling her; her feet were on the floor ere
she was half awake; she looked to see if Margaret was asleep, and she was
not in bed. Donning her dress with trembling hands, she ran into the outer
room, calling "Mither, mither!" There was no reply. The back door stood
ajar, through it and down to the barn she ran, still calling, and still
getting no answer; the calves were huddled in one corner of the byre—Jean
just glanced over the big fence at them—something on the ground attracted
her attention. Her heart stood still: Margaret lay motionless, the calves
gathered round gazing won-deringly at her. In less time than we are telling
it, Jean was over the fence and beside her mother; stooping, she laid her
hand over Margaret's heart.
"Thank th' gude Laird, it's ae beatin'," she said; "mither, mither, canna ye
speak till me?"
Running to the brook, which was only a few steps away, she filled a dipper
always kept there, and returning dashed the water in Margaret's face. In a
moment she slowly opened her eyes.
"Oh, mither, what'll be the maitter? Are ye sair hurted?" cried Jean.
"I'll feel's I'll be broken in twa," said Margaret. "I'll canna move."
"Can ye bide a bit 'n I'll rin ower till Sandy's 'n get some one till helpit
me cairry ye ben th' hoose?"
"Na, na," said Margaret, in as near a scream as her physical condition
permitted. "Ye'll no bring Elspeth Douglas 'n th' lass till me noo I'll be
want-in' help. I'll sent them awa' when I's weel."
"Mither," reassured Jean, "you'll canna lie here, 'n the's no' ane near but
"I'll no' hae ony o' Elspeth Douglas' till coom an' keek at me; ye'll no'
bring ane o' thae." Margaret tried to rise, but fell with a groan.
Jean screamed at this, but there was no one near to heed her. She was afraid
of the effect on her mother if she disobeyed her. She was nearly beside
herself; finally she asked:
"Mither, can I'll go till Pat. Copeland's, his wumman'll happen cud help
"Ay, ye'll can gae an' dinna be lang."
There was no need to have given this last caution; Jean ran like a deer to
the house first, and fetched a warm shawl and a pillow; after making
Margaret easier with these she was off again. In less than half an hour she
and Pat. Copeland's stout good-natured wife had let down the fence, carried
Margaret into the house, and laid her on her own bed.
Saving a low moan as they lifted her, Margaret did not utter a sound, but
perspiration stood in great drops on her forehead, showing that she was
suffering keenest agony. Jean had to tell Mrs. Copeland her mother's
positive commands that none of Sandy's family were to be called on for aid.
Mrs. Copeland understood and appreciated this feeling, and as she lived
nearest the McAlpin's, and had had many a good turn from them, she was very
willing to help at such a time as this.
The doctor must be brought; the horse Jean always drove to Smith's Falls was
in the stable; between them they harnessed this, and Mrs. Copeland drove off
as fast as the horse was capable of travelling, coming back with the doctor
in less than two hours.
The doctor looked grave, after making an examination. There was a compound
fracture of the femur, with possibilities of spinal concussion. He reduced
the fracture, moved Margaret while the feather bed was taken off, left
medicine to correct feverish tendencies; told Jean to keep the patient
perfectly quiet as to both mind and body—particularly to not allow any
"And Jamie's away! that's it, never knew a man to be at home when he was
wanted," he grumbled, while deftly arranging around the bed for the
patient's comfort; "here, you're going to be cross as two sticks, and you'll
wear this girl out. Sandy's "—he started to say Sandy's wife had better be
sent for, when, noticing the flush creeping over Margaret's face, he
remembered in time the estrangement between the families and changed
to—"Campbell's wife is getting along famously now; I will drive old Dobbin
back, and send Granny McCulloch up to you; she'll keep you where you belong,
and I will come up again to-night myself."
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