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27th July 2007

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

You can view what's new this week on Electric Scotland at and you can unsubscribe to this newsletter by clicking on the link at the foot of this newsletter.

See our Calendar of Scottish Events around the world at 

Electric Scotland News
The Flag in the Wind
The Scottish Nation
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 Banff)
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 on...

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 Scotland.

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 folder.

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 message.

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.

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.

This weeks Flag is compiled by Donald Bain and this week he's discussing legal issues

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 wrote –

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!

Oatmeal Bread

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) strong flour

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 week.

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...

Dyce at
Kinellar at

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 entirely unknown.

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

Clan Newsletters
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

Abstract 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 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

Devotional exercises
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 of Atlanta.

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 September, 1875.

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 him.

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.

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Perth on the Tay
A Tale of the transplanted Highlanders by Josephine Smith (1901)

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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 thae."

"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 me?"

"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 mental excitement.

"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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