Than Mr M'Laggan, few could have been better qualified for the duties of chaplain to a Highland regiment. He was intimately conversant with the language, character, and partialities of the Gael, and was possessed of much military ardour, as well as Christian devotedness. He accompanied the regiment to America, and was present in several skirmishes during the War of Independence. Anecdotes are still recounted of the humour and spirit with which he maintained an influence over the minds of his flock; and Stewart, in his "History of the Highlands," has described him as having essentially contributed to form the character of the Highland soldier, then in the novitiate of his loyalty and efficiency in the national service. In 1776, while stationed with his regiment in Glasgow, he had the freedom of the city conferred on him by the corporation. After discharging the duties of military chaplain during a period of twenty-four years, he was in 1788 presented by the Duke of Atholl to the parish of Blair-Athole, Perthshire. He died in 1805, in the seventy-seventh year of his age.

A pious and exemplary clergyman, Mr M'Laggan is still kindly remembered in the scene of his parochial ministrations. An accomplished Gaelic scholar, and with a strong admiration of the poetry of the Gael, he recovered, from the recitation of many aged persons, large portions of the poetry of Ossian, prior to the publication of the collections of Macpherson.[51] He composed some spirited Gaelic lyrics during the period of his connexion with the army, but the greater portion of his poetry still remains in MS. A collection of Gaelic songs under his editorial superintendence was published anonymously.

Mr M'Laggan was of fair and ruddy complexion, and was under the middle stature. He was fond of humour, and his dispositions were singularly benevolent. In youth, he was remarkable for his skill in athletic exercises. He married a daughter of the Rev. James Stewart, minister of Killin, the originator of the translation of the Scriptures into the Gaelic language. Of a family of four sons and three daughters, one son and two daughters still survive; his eldest son, the Rev. James M'Laggan, D.D., was successively minister of the parishes of Auchtergaven and Kinfauns, in Perthshire, and ultimately Free Church Professor of Divinity in Aberdeen.

[51] Macpherson afterwards consulted Mr M'Laggan's "Collection of Ossianic Remains" (see report on Ossian, App. 153).



SONG OF THE ROYAL HIGHLAND REGIMENT.

For success, a prayer, with a farewell, bear To the warriors dear of the muir and the valley— The lads that convene in their plaiding of green, With the curtal coat, and the sweeping eil-e. In their belts array'd, where the dark blue blade Is hung, with the dirk at the side; When the sword is at large, and uplifted the targe, Ha! not a foe the boys will abide.

The followers in peril of Ian the Earl, The race of the wight of hand; Sink the eyes of the foe, of the friend's mounts the glow, When the Murdoch's high blood takes command. With Loudon to lead ye, the wise and the steady, The daring in fight and the glorious, Like the lightning ye 'll rush, with the sword's bright flash, And return to your mountains victorious.

Oh, sons of the Lion! your watch is the wild-lands, The garb of the Highlands is mingled with blue, Though the target and bosses are bright in the Highlands, The axe in your hands might be blunted well, too. Then forward—and see ye be huntsmen true, And, as erst the red deer felling, So fell ye the Gaul, and so strike ye all The tribes in the backwoods dwelling.

Where ocean is roaring, let top-sails be towering, And sails to the motion of helm be flying; Though high as the mountain, or smooth as the fountain, Or fierce as the boiling floods angrily crying, Though the tide with a stroke be assailing the rock; Oh, once let the pibroch's wild signal be heard, Then the waves will come bending in dimples befriending, And beckoning the friends of their country on board. The ocean-tide 's swelling, its fury is quelling, In salute of thunder proclaiming your due; And, methinks, that the hum of a welcome is come, And is warbling the Jorram to you.

When your levy is landed, oh, bright as the pearls Shall the strangers who welcome you, gladly and greeting Speak beautiful thoughts; aye, the beautiful girls From their eyes shall the tears o'er the ruby be meeting, And encounter ye, praying, from the storm and the slaying, "From the stranger, the enemy, save us, oh save! From rapine and plunder, oh tear us asunder,— Our noble defenders are ever the brave!"

"If the fondest ye of true lovers be," So cries each trembling beauty, "Be bold in the fight, and give transport's delight To your friends and the fair, by your duty." "Oh, yes!" shall the beautiful hastily cry; "Oh, yes!" in a word, shall the valiant reply; "By our womanly faith we pledge you for both, For where'er we contract, and where'er we betroth, We vow with the daring to die!"

Faithful to trust is the lion-like host Whom the dawn of their youth doth inure To hunger's worst ire, and to action's bold fire, And to ranging the wastes of the moor. Accustom'd so well to each enterprise snell, Be the chase or the warfare their quarry; Aye ever they fight the best, for the right To the strike of the swords, when they hurry.



GLOSSARY.

Ahin', behind.

Auld-farrant, sagacious, cunning.

Baudrons, a cat.

Beltane, the 1st of May.

Bield, shelter.

Bink, a bank of earth.

Birk, birch.

Blae, blue.

Blaud, a flat piece of anything, to slap.

Blinket, looked kindly.

Bonnie, beautiful.

Burnie, a small rivulet.

Byke, a bee-hive.

Cannily, gently, dexterously.

Cauldrife, coldish.

Chanter, the drone of a bagpipe.

Cleugh, a cliff.

Clutch, seize.

Coble, a fishing-boat.

Couthilie, kindly.

Crack, to converse.

Cuiff, a blockhead.

Daffin', diversion.

Dautit, fondled, caressed.

Dighted, wiped.

Doited, very stupid.

Donnart, stupified.

Dow, wither.

Dowie, sad, worn with grief.

Dree, suffer, endure.

Dreich, tedious.

Dunt, a knock.

Eerie, dreading things supernatural.

Fashious, troublesome.

Fause, false.

Ferlies, wonders.

Flate, scolded.

Flow, a small quantity.

Gar, compel.

Gauds, trinkets.

Gawkie, a thoughtless person.

Gif, if.

Gilphie, a half-grown person, a romping lad.

Glaiks, foolish talk.

Gowd, gold.

Gree, agree.

Greet, weep.

Haddin, a farmer's stock.

Haffit-links, a necklace.

Haflins, nearly half, partly.

Haps, outer garments.

Haud, hold.

Hinnied, honied.

Hodden, a coarse kind of cloth.

Hummel, humble.

Kame, comb.

Ken, know.

Kilt, to truss up the clothes.

Kye, cattle.

Laigh, low.

Leal, loyal, true.

Lear, learning.

Lick, wipe, beat.

Lift, the sky.

Litheless, listless.

Loonie, a little fellow.

Loupin', leaping.

Losh, an exclamation of surprise.

Lowne, warm.

Maen, moan, complain.

Mailin, a tax, a rent.

Maw, to mow, the stomach.

Meikle, much.

Mim, prim.

Mirk, dark.

Muter, multure, ground corn.

Neivefu', a handful.

Newfangled, newfashioned.

Nit, a nut.

Owre, over.

Pow, the head.

Pree, to taste, to kiss.

Puirtith, poverty.

Racket, stretched.

Scaur, to scare, a wound.

Scoured, burnished, ran.

Scunner'd, disgusted.

Shiel, a temporary cottage or hut.

Siccan, such.

Siching, sighing.

Skailt, emptied, scattered.

Souch, the sighing of the wind, the breathing of a tune.

Speer'd, inquired.

Steer, stir.

Syne, then, since.

Tauld, told.

Tentie, heedful, cautious.

Tentin', leading.

Tint, lost.

Trantlooms, odds and ends.

Wauken, awaken.

Waukrife, watchful, sleepless.

Waunert, wandered.

Wean, a child.

Wee, little.

Weel-faur'd, well-favoured.

Weir, war, to herd.

Whusslit, whistled.

Wooster-trystes, wool-markets.

Yird, earth, soil.

END OF VOL. III.

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