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   LIST OF OFFICERS      218
  THE 1968 RALLY   244
   "CLAN CHATTAN"  245
   REVIEWS  257
   OBITUARY  264
Price to Non-Members, and for additional Copies. 7/6
Contributions and all Branch Reports for the 1969 Number should reach the Editor as early as possible and certainly not later than 1st December 1968.


No. 20


                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        THE ANNUAL OF




The Chief

Hon. Vice-Presidents
Senior Chieftain in the Clan

Officers of the Association

St Andrew's College, Aurora, Ontario


Hon. Secretary
32 Lockharton Avenue, Edinburgh, 11

Hon. Depute Secretary
Captain the Chevalier J. HARVEY MACPHERSON, K.L.J., F.S.A. (SCOT.)
Dunmore, Newtonmore, Inverness-shire

Hon. Treasurer
62 Strathearn Road, Edinburgh 9.

West High Street, Kingussie

Editorial Committee
A.C. MACPHERSON, M.A., LL.B (Editor), 2 Banholm Terrace, Edinburgh, 3
JOHN M. BARTON, W.S. (Secretary) and T.A.S. MACPHERSON, A.R.I.C.S. (Advertising)
Correspondence on Association Affairs

For convenience, correspondence writing to any of the foregoing Officers of the Association regarding matters concerning the affairs of the Association may address their letters to them,by their office, to:
Clan Macpherson House and Museum, NEWTONMORE, Inverness-shire


Branch Representatives

EOIN MACPHERSON, Clan House, Newtonmore
Miss ANNE MACPHERSON, 94 Church Street, Inverness
EAST OF SCOTLANDA. FRASER MACPHERSON, 3 Riselaw Terrace, Edinburgh, 10
Major HUGH MACPHERSON, c/o 30 Belford Avenue, Edinburgh, 4.
ENGLAND & WALESR. T.S. MACPHERSON,M.C., T.D., 4 Somers Crescent London W2
W.A. MACPHERSON,2 Garden Court, Temple, London, E.C.4
R.G.M. MACPHERSON, BOX 105, Queenstown, Ontario
SOUTHLAND, N.Z. E.M. MACPHERSON, 64 Louisa Street, Invercargill


Curator. EOIN MACPHERSON, Clan House, Newtonmore
Senior PiperANGUS MACPHERSON, Inveran, Sutherland
Junior Piper DONALD MACPHERSON, Alexandria, Dunbartonshire
Hon. AuditorJAMES K. MCMURDO, 8 Featherhall Gr, Corstorphine, Edinburgh



The Council appeals to members to support the Annual by contributing articles of historical, genealogical, or topographical interest, and by forwarding news of themselves and other clanmen, honours, appointments, etc. Photographs, prints, etc., of places or people and 'Letters to the Editor' on matters of Clan interst are also welcome.

All communications should be addressed to the Editor of Creag Dhubh, Archy Macpherson, M.A., LL.B., 2 Bangholm Terrace, Edinburgh,3.

PLEASE NOTE -- In order to meet publications dates for the current year, it is essential that all matters for publication in Creag Dhubh be received not later than 1st December in each year.



      The Clan will be disappointed to learn that Captain J. Harvey Macpherson has found it necessary to retire from his present manifold duties on behalf of the Clan but we are sure that everyone will acknowledge the tremendous skill and effort which he put into all his work and the outstanding quality of Creag Dhubh under his editorship.

      For the past five years Captain J. Harvey Macpherson has served the Clan Macpherson Association most capably as Editor of Creag Dhubh. During his term of office, he brought to the service of the Clan his considerable talent as a writer and editor and thereby brought a new dimension to the magazine.

      Many of the articles which appeared during his term as editor were the product of his pen. At the same time he encouraged others to submit articles dealing with clan affairs which were within the special field of the particular writer. Thus we have had the series on armorial bearings, the history of the Pitmain branch and many other worthwhile articles which will prove invaluable to future researchers in the history of our Clan.

      We join the Council of the Association in wishing to record our thanks to Captain Macpherson for his loyal efforts over the years and would express the hope that Creag Dhubh may still have the benefit of his contributions, both in verse and prose. We rejoice in his continuing interest in our work.

      Archd. C. Macpherson, M.A., LL.B., N.P. (more often known as Archy Macpherson), of 2 Bangholm Terrace, Edinburgh, 3, has agreed to take over the editorship of Creag Dhubh. But he feels quite unwilling to take on such a load on his own shoulders alone and is overjoyed that he has been able to enlist the able support of two fellow clansmen, namely the indefatigable John M. Barton, W.S., of 32 Lockharton Avenue, Edinburgh, 11, the Association Secretary, who has taken on the post of Secretary, and T. A. S. Macpherson, A.R.I.C.S. (better known as Sandy Macpherson), of 42 Swanston Avenue, Edinburgh, 10, who has shown his powers of initiative and leadership as Chairman of the East of Scotland branch. Sandy has agreed to continue as Advertising Manager and we would appeal to every member of the Clan to gather or contribute what advertisements he or she can and send them to Sandy, direct.

      Creag Dhubh is a valuable advertising medium reaching all across the world.

      Contributions for Creag Dhubh are always welcome and it is hoped that many more members will submit contributions for future issues. These should be sent direct to Archy to reach him, this year by Hogmanay (31st December 1968). Those requiring guidance on how to

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submit material for publication may find it of assistance to refer to the appropriate article which appeared on page 5 of the 1965 issue.

      We would draw three of the big activities of the Clan to your attention . . . . one takes place this Summer and two in the Winter.

      The Summer event is the gathering of the Clan -- the Annual Rally in Newtonmore and Kingussie at the beginning of August. The dates this year are from Friday 2nd August to Sunday 4th August 1968.

      The principal event will be again the Clan March, and the Gathering at the Newtonmore Highland Games on the Saturday afternoon, 3rd August. It is also intended to have the Highland Ball on the Friday evening and a Ceilidh on the Saturday evening -- as in previous years, and the Church Service and an Outing on the Sunday. It is hoped that these functions will have the same support from Members as they have had in the past.

      And the Winter events? The Highland Ball that is held in Edinburgh by the East of Scotland branch, usually on the first Friday of December in the magnificent Freemason's Hall in the capital's quality street -- George Street, from 8 in the evening till 1 in the morning. Tickets cost just under 30/- each, usually about 27/- or 28/- and may be had from any of the office-bearers of the East of Scotland branch or of the Editorial Board referred to above. This year's Highland Ball in Edinburgh will be on Friday 6th December 1968.

      This is another event which gives the opportunity for clansfolk to meet each other and we commend it to your support. To date there has been far too little Macpherson tartan in evidence on the floor compared to all the other tartans of clans from every quarter from the Cheviots to the far North.

      And the other Winter event? The magnificent and inspiring Annual Dinner Dance held by the England and Wales branch in an elite London hotel usually in March, with details and tickets from the secretary of the branch.

      We are indeed grateful to the Association for allowing us the privilege of editing the Journal, to the past editors who have built it up to what it is today and to all who have given us so much help and encouragcment. We pray to God that He will give us the strength, the inspiration and the years to carry on this work.



      At the Annual Meeting of the Association, held at Newtonmore on 5th August 1967, Hume Macpherson, Chairman of the Canadian


branch of the Clan Association, presented a silver Crest-Badge to Brig. Alan Macpherson of Cluny as a token of loyalty and esteem from the Canadian clansmen.

      The Canadian branch was desirous of honouring the Chief in a very special way and it was thought that it would be most appropriate if a Crest-Badge was provided for Cluny's bonnet to identify him as Chief of our Clan. Accordingly, with Cluny's permission, a well-known Edinburgh silversmith was commissioned to prepare one. The silversmith, Mr. Cyril G. Ebbutt, is probably the finest craftsman in the trade and, although he is now 70 years of age, he has produced some magnificent work of which the Chief's badge is an excellent example.

      The Crest-Badge, which is depicted [to the left], shows Cluny's personal Crest, the wildcat, within a circlet bearing his motto and surmounted by the traditional three eagle's feathers which indicate his rank as Chief of the Clan.

      This badge is to remain the property of the Clan Macpherson Association, to be entrusted to each Chief on his succession.



      However diverse our personal fortunes (or misfortunes) there is one point we have all in common. We are all related -- however closely or remotely. We have the same ancestral language -- Gaelic. There are many of us who were lucky enough to be brought up using 'ar canain 's ar ceol' (our language and our music); others of us have learned or partly learned it and still more of us who have not had the opportunity.

      But it is just this language of ours, its songs, its music, its oral traditions, its history, its culture, its poetry and its prose that gives the strong cultural, spiritual and intellectual basis that our Clan shares.

      Unlike most precious things it takes no room to store our knowledge of the language and our fluency in using it and it is just as easy to carry round some really good-going songs in our heads and on the tips of our tongues. Any of us who wish to embark on learning the language would do well to write to or visit An Comunn Gaidhealach, Abertarff House, Inverness, who are glad to advise you with textbooks of all kinds and every other kind of advice. Nor is it so difficult to learn some Gaelic songs -- and there are a wealth of good-going songs -- from gramophone records -- Abertarff House will gladly advise you on where to get the words -- or if you are nearer to their Glasgow office -- you can visit them at 65 West Regent Street, Glasgow. There are quite surprisingly many ways of rubbing shoulders with Gaelic -- at church, in libraries, bookshops, mods, ceilidhs, evening classes, universities,


Gaelic choirs and drama groups, etc. The National Bible Society of Scotland, 5 St. Andrew Square, Edinburgh, and 224 West George Street, Glasgow, sell Gaelic Bibles, the Religious Tract Society, London, sells Bunyan's Pilgrims' Progress in Gaelic, Life and Work of the Church of Scotland has a good monthly supplement which can be ordered, the Scottish Radio Times always has a little Gaelic in it, The Stornoway Gazette (weekly) and Sruth (an Abertarff House fortnightly) can be ordered through your newsagent, direct. Gairm, the Gaelic quarterly, current and back copies can be got from 227 Bath Street, Glasgow, C.2. Iul a' Chriosdaidh, a devotional book, can be purchased through Catholic bookshops. The Department of the Secretary of State, Canada, sells Gaelic Songs in Nova Scotia for four dollars.

      Indeed, the writer teaches very elementary Gaelic for beginners every Monday night (and Tuesday night, too, if numbers warrant), thirty evenings a year at Boroughmuir School, Viewforth, Edinburgh, and if enough clansfolk are willing to enrol will guarantee to give the class, which is designed for rank beginners, a thoroughly Clan Macpherson slant to the glory of the language and our Clan. What more could one ask for? Like gold, it's not the lack of Gaelic, it's knowing where to find it! And once found how to make the best use of what we manage to lay our hands on!

The Gaelic Sound
      There are two courses which can bring the "Gaelic sound" into your homes. Firstly, an excellent gramophone record course and booklet which ought to be supplemented by Reid's Gaelic Grammar put out by Abertarff House, Inverness. Secondly, a tape-recorded course (5-inch reel at 3-3/4 speed), published by the Gaelic League of Scotland, The Highlanders' Institute, 34 Berkeley Street, Glasgow, C.3.

      The tape-recorded course has four booklets called Gaelic Made Easy parts I to 4. A word of explanation on these four booklets is called for. They have aimed to give a simplified introduction to the language with few grammatical terms in a folksy manner and have largely succeeded, often quite brilliantly, in doing so. But, in simplifying, the baby is often thrown out with the bath-water! This is especially true of the rules of pronunciation. Take the letters T.C.P. (reminding one of a disinfectant) where they are found in Gaelic as in the word cat which is the Gaelic for cat. There is an H sound put before the T, the C or the P if they occur in the middle or end of a word. Thus the word Cat is pronounced "caHt".

      Now, in English, as in Gaelic, there are three broad vowels A, 0 and U. And they do some strange things to the following letters: D, L, N and T. Say them in English. You will notice that your tongue goes on the ridge behind your teeth. But if you say "then" in English you put your tongue in the same position as in Gaelic DLNT, with one of the three broad vowels. You put your tongue on your top front teeth,


Try to say each of these four letters in turn with your tongue on your teeth and you will have mastered this exercise. Now say "cat" in Gaelic and don't forget the H and the broad T.

      E and I, the narrow vowels, change D to a J sound (Diura is the Gaelic for Jura), in some places make R sound like "th" in English. I or E with S changes the sound to "sh" in English and T with I or E changes the sound like "tch" thus the word for a stick (or even a "match") in Gaelic is maide (pronounced "match-uh"). The stress being on the first vowel.       Given good textbooks, love of the subject, doggedness and patience and you'll master the rest. The more you succeed the more inward satisfaction and pride of achievement will glow inside you -- like a good dram on a cold day!

A Sample of Sinton
      And, talking of a dram reminds the writer that a sample of Sinton's Poetry of Badenoch has been promised elsewhere in this issue and one of the songs of humour has been chosen from page 133 and translation on page 433 along with a typical, delightful introduction in English, one of which prefaces every poem whether grave or gay. Am Belleach, the exciseman's name in English, is Bell. Iain Ban was John Macdonald of Garvamore. The time is unknown to us, though some reader will doubtlessly provide us with it. The poit-dubh is the still. We expect you might want to read more about it on page 730 of Dwelly's Gaelic Dictionary (Alex. Maclaren, 19 Wellington Street, Glasgow, C.2.). While the Garvamore men preferred John Macdonald's crude, fiery stuff, we prefer John Macpherson's smooth, mature "Cluny" whisky it's a matter of taste in every way!

      Over to Sinton:

"A crapulous (intemperant) age has left its traces in Gaelic poetry as elsewhere. But it was long before the Bards would condescend to mention in their verses any less gentlemanly potion than the red wine of France. It is now perhaps impossible to discover when it was that whisky fairly ousted wine and ale from popular favour in the Highlands. We know that smuggling -- i.e. illicit distillation became general among tacksmen, crofters and cottars. The bothie was a mystic shrine of Bacchus -- the "black pot" his symbol. The vessels, great and small, from the cask to the glass, utilised in connection with the exhilarating nectar, were each regarded as a sort of fetish. In this ditty, the Poit-dubh is addressed as a bride. The scene is in the neighbourhood of Garvamore. We are afforded a peep at the "still" in full operation. The stream of cold water flows freely over the pipes, and the assembled company watch the proceedings, not without shadowy thoughts of Nemesis in the person of the Exciseman -- Am Belleach.

      Note.-- North American readers interested in the language can contact the sources in Scotland outlined in the Gaelic column as well as the Gaelic Department, St. Francis Xavier University, Antigonish, Nova Scotia, and The Gaelic College, St. Anne's, Cape Breton, Nova Scotia.

1. Bean na bainnse, ho! hu!
1. The bride (lit. wife of the wedding) ho! hu!

      Hathaill u hathaill o

      Ha it oo! ha it o!

'Si bean og a chuil duinn

She's the brown-haired young wife

      Bidh ina suinn leat ag ol.

     The braves will be drinking with thee.

2. Tha 'bhean-og arm an cuil,
2. The young wife is in a nook,

     Faile cubhraidh bho 'sron

     A fragrant odour from her beak;

Chan eil gaidsear fo'n chrun,

There's not a gauger 'neath the Crown

      Nach bi dluth air an toir.

     But will be speedily in her quest.

3. Thig am Belleach mu'n cuairt
3. Bell will come round,

Gheibh e 'm bruaich a' bhean og;

He'll get the young wife in a bank;

     Bheir e 'n collar dhi 's a chuairt

     He'll take the collar off her in the round

      Falbhaidh buannachd an stoip.

      And the profit of the stoup will go.

4. Nam faiceadh sibh-s' Iain Ban,*
4. If you saw the fair-haired John,

      Botul Ian ann a dhorn,

      A full bottle in his hand.

Cha'n eit fear thing mu'n cuairt,

There's not a man will come about,

     Nach fhaigh cuach that a' choir.

     That won't get quaich more than the due.

5. Tha 'bhean-og air a' chuan,
5. The young wife is on the sea,

      Sruth mu 'guaillean gu leoir,

      A stream sufficiently about her shoulders

Cha'n eil gaidsear fo'n chrun,

There's not a gauger under the crown,

      Nach bi null air a toir.

      That won't be over in her quest.

6. Ge mor agaibhs' an tea,
6. Though great in your estimation is tea,

      B' ait learn fhin a' bhi 'g ol

     'Twere joy to me to be quaffing

Glain do'n gharbh-ghucaig mhin,

A glass of the mild rough-beaded drawing

     Thogadh m'intinn bho bhron.

     That would raise my heart from grief.

7. Fear a' Gharbha so shuas,
7. The Tacksman of Garva to the west

     Chuir air chuan a' bhean og.

     Who set the young wife on the sea.

*John Macdonald of Garvmore

Photo: GAIRM


Fourth o fa series of articles concerning the
Armorial Bearings of Members of the Clan Macpherson


      Lloyd C. MacPherson, Assistant to the Headmaster at St. Andrew's College, Aurora, Ontario, received a Grant of Arms from the Lord Lyon King of Arms on 15th April 1958.

      The Arms are recorded in the Lyon Register (Vol. 42, p.146) and are described as follows: "Azure, a lymphad Or, sail furled Argent and pennon Gules, flagged of flags of the Third, charged with saltires of the First, accompanied by a dexter hand couped proper holding a dagger paleways and a cross-crosslet fitchee, both Or, in the dexter and sinister flanks; on a chief of the Second an open book proper, binding of the First, surmounting an arrow fessways Gules, feathered Sable." The Crest is "a cat-a-mountain statant proper, collared Sable", above which is placed the Motto, "NEVER GLOVELESS".

      The principal charges on the shield are the galley, the hand holding the dagger, and the cross-crosslet which, of course, are taken from the Cluny Arms. However, in this case, the galley Ries a white flag with a blue saltire, intended to represent the Provincial flag of Nova Scotia, the province in which Lloyd MacPherson was born. The "open book" suggests the armiger's professional calling as a schoolmaster and the "red arrow", taken from the Crest of Cameron of Lochiel, denotes a Cameron connection through his paternal great-grandmother.

      Lloyd MacPherson has been an active member of the Clan Association for many years and was Chairman of the Canadian branch from 1958 to 1965. At the Annual Meeting of the Clan Macpherson Association held at Newtonmore in August 1966, he was elected Chairman of the parent Association; the first non-resident of the United Kingdom to hold this office.



      The Arms of Sir John Stuart Macpherson were recorded in the Lyon Register (Vol. 49, p.64) on 29th September 1966.

      The shield represents the Arms of Macpherson of Pitmain (see Creag Dhubh No. 17, p.26) "differenced" by "a bordure intra-indented Or and Gules". Sir John is descended from William Macpherson in Glengynack near Kingussie, a cadet branch of Pitmain and so recognised by Lt. Col. Alexander Kilgour Macpherson of Pitmain, the present Chieftain. The Circlet and Collar of the Most Distinguished Order of St. Michael and St. George surrounds the shield, above which is placed a Knight's helmet which is surmounted by the Crest: "a demi-cat-amountain affrontee, both forepaws erect, all proper, armed Gules". Above the Crest is the Motto, "TOUCH NOT THE UNGLOVED CAT", which is an English translation of Pitmain's Gaelic motto and makes it quite clear just what the "glove" is.

      As a Knight Grand Cross, Sir John is entitled to "supporters" to his Coat of Arms and he has chosen two "Crested Cranes", associated with Africa in allusion to his service to Nigeria where, in 1948, he was called to be Governor and in 1954 became the first Governor-General of the Federation of Nigeria. The two Crested Cranes are "semee of cross-crosslets fitchee Sable" (i.e. strewn with black å taken from the Arms of Kennedy to denote descent from his paternal greatgrandmother, Janet Kennedy.

      Sir John Macpherson has long been a keen supporter of the Clan Association and is a former Chairman of the England and Wales branch.


in 1967 "Creag Dhubh"

Note -- the web version of this article incorporates the corrections and thus they were not reprinted here. -- RM.


16th of Pitmain and Senior Chieftain in Clan Macpherson
CONTINUED FROM Creag Dhuhh Vol. 111, No. 3, page 150 . . .

Alexander IV and 9th of Pitmain
      Lachlan I who died in Nov. 1668, by his will which is in H.M. Register House, Edinburgh, left four sons, Alexander, Donald, Murdo and Ewan, and one daughter, Helen. All five children being quite young were left by the Will as follows:--
      The eldest son Alexander IV and 9th of Pitmain together with hissister Helen were left to the care of their Tutor & relative Macpherson of Invertromie, Donald the 2nd son to Macpherson of Ballachroan, their Grandfather, while the poor little Murdo and Ewan had no home assigned to them, their father pathetically hoping some one would take pity on them! As to their fate or what became of them, we have no information. The father, Lachlan, died while still a young man.

Heritable Rights
      Though there is no trace of the Pitmain family ever having had a heritable right to the lands of Pitmain, the same is also true of most of the Macpherson families in BADENOCH. The whole district was subject to the feudal rights of the feudal superior, the Marquis of Huntly, the actual holder in chief of the land. Indeed, even the Chief Cluny did not own or have heritable right to the Cluny lands in BADENOCH until the 16th June 1680,


when he was able after years of attempts to effect an exchange with Huntly for his property of Grange in BAMF, of which he was the holder. Thus only in 1680 did Cluny become for the first time, truly of Cluny, a mere 65 years before it was forfeited after CULLODEN. The author of The Chiefs of Clan Macpherson has stigmatised the conduct of the two chieftains, Alexander IV and 9th of Pitmain and Invereshie as "contemptible" when they repudiated Cluny as their Chief in 1672. (Page 23, and in the introduction page X, as "abject submission" to the Mackintosh.)

      It is felt that the conduct of the two chieftains is deserving of and requires some explanation. Quite simply both these Chieftains were minors at that time. No records exist of their having so acted.

      When the whole clan mobilised for war, then the clan assembled and campaigned under the command of the Chief, Cluny, as in the Wars of Montrose. Otherwise the administrative and disciplinary control in BADENOCH lay with the two chieftains for all purposes except for War on a grand scale. Under the Clan System the relationship between Chief and Chieftains was that of Primus inter Pares -- first among equals.

Independence of the Two Chieftains Recognized
>       In 1609 in the 'BAND OF UNION' this position of the separate responsibilities of the two Chieftains of Pitmain and Invereshie is explicitly recognised, and enjoined, and stated by the Privy Council as quite independent of the Chief Andrew himself, the latter being responsible for his own particular Kin. Pitmain and Invereshie each answered separately for himself, his Kin and friends descended from his house (page 93).

      In 1672, Duncan, l6th Chief of the Macphersons, was acknowledged by Lyon as "Chief of Clan Chattan", and the Privy Council enjoined him to exercise his authority as Chief over his BADENOCH Clansmen, a thing he had not done, or been able to do, being contrary to the whole system on which the Clans were based.

      Not surprisingly, Pitmain and Invereshie violently resented this encroachment on their centuries old independence by their chief. Even though it could not be implemented, it would certainly be productive of


confusion in the impossible conditions that would split the Chief's Authority within his Clan. Hence the Chieftains at once repudiated Duncan's right to exercise any authority over them as Chief, and they claimed Mackintosh to be in effect their Confederate Superior. During this long period of time the two Chieftains always acted independently, as indeed they could hardly have done otherwise.

The Privy Council, An Impossible Situation
      It is as well to comment here on the habit of the Privy Council when need arose to call on a Chief or Chieftain by name to answer for the good behaviour of "himself, his Kin, and friends descended of his house". In the case of the Clan Chattan neither the Mackintosh, the Macphersons or any member of the whole Clan Chattan Confederacy either owned or even held Crown Charters for any part of the lands occupied by his own, or any member of the clan. Mackintosh held his lands on a lease from the Earls of Moray and Huntly. The other clan members of the Confederacy also held, separately, from Moray and Huntly, and some from Campbell of Cawdor.

      The vitally important thing to note is, "No King's Charter meant No Authority to hold Courts of Justice", by any Chief or Chieftain, even in his own clan. Yet such Chiefs were always held responsible by the Privy Council for the good behaviour of his clansmen! It would be difficult to imagine a more unjust and impossible situation. It persisted for 700 years! Surely the fathers of our tribes had a difficult row to hoe! What a tribute to the Patriarchal ties of a father and his children that survived in face of every obstacle and injustice.

      The Macphersons were always specially commended by the Authorities for their law abiding and general good conduct. For this much credit is due to the two Chieftains of Pitmain and Invereshie. The closest neighbours of the Macphersons on the East were the Grants, and it is worthy of note that during all the many centuries of close contact there is not a single incident of strife ever recorded between these two clans. A fact that surely speaks volumes for both of them.

Alexander IV and 9th of Pitmain Faces a Grave Emergency
      An instance of how the two Chieftains and the principle men of the Clan Council acted when faced with a grave emergency occurred in 1689, when Duncan, 16th Chief, engaged his only child Ann in marriage to Sir Archibald Campbell, son of the Laird of Calder.


      Thus the whole clan was faced with the terrible danger that on Duncan's death, the whole newly acquired estate in 1680 would pass through the heretrix Ann to an alien Campbell, who might usurp all power over the clan who lived on it, as actually happened to the Macgregors by the Campbells, and especially happened in Clan Chattan itself when Eva married Angus Mackintosh, the Chief of another clan, with such grave results, and that are still with us.

      Immediately Alexander IV, Murdo of Clune, John of Coronach, all of the Pitmain branch, with others of the principle men of the clan, by "The Obligation", signed on 14th March 1689, threatened to depose the Chief Duncan from the Chiefship and transfer their allegiance to his kinsman, William of Nuide, should Duncan persist in transferring the Cluny Estate to a stranger, thereby threatening the ruin of the whole clan.

      Cunningham, in The Loyal Clans, cites this as an instance of how the leading men of a clan restrained their Chief from committing a great wrong against the whole clan.

      Ann did marry the Campbell, but on Duncan's death the Chiefship and the estates passed to the then nearest male heir, Lachlan, his second cousin, in 1722.

      Alexander IV who had played such a prominent part in the clan affairs above related was a remarkable young man of courage and decisive leadership. As already recorded he had been left in his early 'teens an orphan, on his father's death in 1668. With his sister Helen he grew to manhood at his Kinsman's home at Invertromie, which is still inhabited! He married (1) a daughter of McQueen of Corryborough who died without issue; and (2) Isabella, fourth and youngest daughter of John Macpherson of Dalraddy, and later of Invereshie.

Arms Recorded 1672 Vide: Addenda (f)
      It was in 1672 that the Arms of Pitmain were first recorded in the Public Register of all Arms and Bearings in Scotland, where they can be seen in Volume 1, Folio 361. They are actually recorded in the name of Alexander's father, Lachlan I and 8th of Pitmain who died in December 1668. But, the heir being a minor at the time, they were shown in the father's name, he having applied previous to his death.

To be continued.



      Saturday, 22nd June 1968, will be a red letter day in the annals of Rogart in the county of Sutherland, because on that day John Diefenbaker, former Prime Minister of Canada, will unveil a memorial cairn which marks the site of the old home of the family of Sir John A. MacDonald first Prime Minister of the Dominion.

      While Sir John himself was born in Glasgow on the 10th of January 1815, after the family had left Rogart, his father Hugh had a croft at Dalmore near the River Fleet, and alongside the present day railway. A relative of my own family, James Matheson, who is the tenant of the property, told me that the MacDonald family and his own were connected. Needless to say I was more than delighted to have this information as during my own sojourn in Canada, I was always interested in Sir John and his doings, and, indeed, I visited his grave in Cataraqui Cemetery near Kingston, Ontario. I had no idea that this famous MacDonald family were connected with Macphersons when I first thought of the idea of having a memorial cairn in Rogart. Truth is stranger than fiction!

      And to keep all our friends in Clan Chattan happy, I must tell them that Sir John's mother was a Helen Shaw.

       Canadians are most enthusiastic about the project and have formed the Sir John A. MacDonald Scottish Memorial Fund with W. O. Morrison and Patrick MacAdam as Co-Chairmen, and Dan Chilcott, Q.C., as Treasurer and Legal Adviser. Here in Scotland we are having the enthusiastic co-operation of the Clan Donald Society, and members will be in Rogart for the unveiling ceremony.

        Another curious coincidence is that John Diefenbaker is bringing along Hugh Macpherson from Prince Albert, Saskatchewan, as his private piper. Macphersons will remember Hugh's parents, Donald and Jean who attended the 1966 Rally, and who will be attending this year's gathering in Kingussie and Newtonmore along with their other son Davy and young daughter Morag. Donald and Jean's other two daughters attended the 1967 Rally, so we have real enthusiasts from Prince Albert.

      Little did Hugh and Helen MacDonald realise when they left Rogart that nearly 170 years later, Scots and Canadians would gather at their Highland home to have another Prime Minister of Canada unveil a cairn in memory of the family who provided a son to be the first Prime Minister of the Dominion of Canada.

      And so another link is forged in that ever-lengthening chain of kinship between Scotland and Canada.


by W. MACPHERSON, Inverurie

A sequel to the account of the St. Petersburg family which appeared in the 1967 CREAG DHUBH

      My father had three brothers -- Charles, who went to America or Australia, Wilfred who owned a dog biscuit factory in St. Petersburg, and Arthur, the eldest, who was President of the Stock Exchange there. During the Revolution, Wilfred managed to escape with his wife and daughter to Sweden; and then in the 'twenties, they went to Berlin where Wilfred opened an office as an Insurance Broker, in association with Heath & Co. of Lloyds. Arthur, who died during the Revolution, had two sons. One son, Arthur, gained some fame by reaching the semi-finals at Wimbledon a year or so before the Great War. He was commissioned in the Cameron Highlanders and was in America as a Russian interpreter. Later, he joined the consular service and was Consul in Riga and elsewhere. He is now retired and lives in New York. His brother, Robert, who was also commissioned in the Camerons, became an interpreter on Kitchener's staff but went down in the Hampshire.

      My father, Kenneth George, made his career in insurance, living for some time in Hankow, where my eldest sister Mary was born. After returning to St. Petersburg, my mother was not too well and she went to Switzerland where my brother Andrew was born. She later returned to St. Petersburg where I was born, followed by my sister Lucy. We all came to England about 1910, for the sake of our education.


      To an American observer, much of British family history seems to revolve around what became of the younger sons, so perhaps it is appropriate for an American to relate the fortunes of a younger son of the Macphersons of Banchor, who became a leading lumberman in California's Redwood Country.

      Alexander Wentworth Macpherson was born in Inverness in 1824, one of the younger sons of John Macpherson of Nessbank, the senior representative of the Macphersons of Banchor, and his wife Christian Macdonald of Gallovie of the famous Sliochd Iain Dubh of Brae Lochaber and Laggan. His youth coincided with the years of the expansion of Jardine, Matheson & Co. in the Far East, and since the partners of this firm were North of Scotland men, it is no surprise that young Alexander was placed with them, first in Liverpool and finally


in Hong Kong, where he was an "Assistant" -- or what we now call a "management trainee" -- from 1843 to 1849.

      The exact circumstances under which he went to California during the Gold Rush are not known, but he did reach San Francisco on 6th June 1849, which gave him the right in later years to become a member of the Society of California Pioneers.

      During his first years in California he was a merchant, first in San Francisco, then in Stockton (the trading centre for the southern mines) where he lost a warehouse in a fire, and again in San Francisco, with what can best be summarised as mixed results. Perhaps as good an illustration as any, of the confusion and hazards of the time, is this story that has come down in the family: At one point in his early days in San Francisco, he had taken in a man as partner to assist him with the business, which in those days was handled right on the wharf, cash on the barrelhead. Toward the close of one day's business not long after he made this move, he happened to send his new partner on ahead to the bank with the day's receipts, while he closed up. Proceeding up into town a while later, he happened to glance through the open door of one of the numerous cardrooms, and saw his partner sitting in a game with a pile of coin in front of him. A.W. (a man well over six feet tall) dashed inside, yelling, "Say, that's my money", and the next thing he knew, he was lying in the gutter out in front.

      Apart from business, however, A.W. accomplished one thing that few 'forty-niners were able to do: he found himself a wife. She was Miss Petrita Gonzales, ten years his junior and a native of Peru, with light brown hair and blue eyes, who had come to San Francisco with her brother. There were five children born of this union: an infant boy that did not live; a daughter Emily born during the short period in Stockton; a son Alexander Wentworth, Jr. born about 1855; another son Thomas born about 1857; and lastly a son Allan, born in 1865, who died at the age of four. Emily, Alec and Tom all married, but the male line is now extinct, and the only surviving descendants today are the family of Emily's one child, a daughter, Mrs. Wanda MacFarland.

      A.W. had remained in touch with his old associates in Hong Kong, and in 1853, after going to Australia with a ship he had arranged for, he went on to Hong Kong for a visit. When he returned to San Francisco at the end of the year, he was in the company of A. G. Dallas, one of the Jardine partners. Sometime after 1850 the Jardine firm had set up an agent in San Francisco to look after their affairs and make investments, but this man, one Compton, had proved to both incompetent and dishonest. The resulting mess had occasioned Dallas's journey, and we can assume that he found useful A.W.'s first-hand familiarity with the California scene.

One portion of the tangle included a large advance to William Richardson, an Englishman resident in San Francisco for thirty years


who had been an important figure in the tiny pre-American community. This man was eventually overwhelmed in the upheaval of the Gold Rush, although he did his best to float enterprises that would allow him to expand with the community and maintain his position. One of these projects was a small-scale attempt to establish saw-mills in the redwood country to the north, at the mouths of two small rivers, the Albion and the Noyo. These can be found on the map on the coast about a hundred and fifty miles north of San Francisco near the modern town of Fort Bragg. The Noyo project never got into production because of harassment from a small Indian tribe close by, while the Albion project, after producing a little timber in 1852, closed down when the money ran out, and was washed out during the rainy winter that followed.

      Jardine's agent, Compton, had operated with a partner, and Macpherson arranged to take over Compton's share in this firm, as a welcome chance to gain a more advantageous position in the business community. It was a near thing because of the extent of the tangle, but the move succeeded. The review of the assets had showed that, among other things, Richardson had put up as collateral for his loan his claim to the sizeable tract of timber at Albion, and A.W. persuaded Dallas that the best way to salvage this part of the investment would be to build a proper sawmill and exploit the property. Dallas put up the money, and Macpherson became the managing owner. About ten years later A.W., with his final partner, Henry Wetherbee, a Yankee lumber dealer in San Francisco, was able to buy out the Jardine firm's interests, and the partners became sole owners. The vendors were the four partners of Jardine, Matheson & Co.: Alexander Matheson, Joseph Jardine, Alexander Grant Dallas, and Alexander Campbell McLean, all from Tain and Inverness in the North of Scotland.

      Meanwhile, the federal government had "settled" the Indian problem in the area, and had established a reservation at Noyo. As successor to Richardson's interests, Macpherson gained permission to build a sawmill at the reservation in 1858, and to exploit the Noyo timber as well. The control of these two properties, twenty miles apart, set A.W. up as one of the leading redwood lumbermen of the day. Naturally he could not live on the scale of a mining king or a railroad builder, but he did his best to live according to his idea of how a proprietor should live.

      In San Francisco he soon moved into the best district, eventually buying the residence and furnishings of a British Consul who was returning to England. The boys went to private schools, and the daughter was brought up as a lady, educated at the best finishing schools. Mother and daughter had ample pin money, while bills at the shops were simply sent to the office. The family attended an Episcopal church, where A.W. became a Lay Reader; apparently he made the denominational switch some time before his arrival in California.


      Not long after he had become established in San Francisco, his older brother Cameron was sent out from Inverness to join him. A.W.'s problem here was compounded by Cameron's marrying Irish, which A.W. considered a disgrace. A place was found for him, out of the way, as superintendent of the ranch at Albion, where beef and vegetables were raised to supply the workmen. Cameron died 8th September 1869, aged 56, leaving his wife, twin daughters Mary and Christina, and a son Thomas. Christina died 28th June 1875, aged 19, while Mary secretly married her cousin Tom Macpherson just before A.W.'s death a few years later. As for Cameron's Tom, at the age of 21 he was murdered in cold blood at the instance of a questionable character in the neighbourhood, only a few months after his uncle's death.

      Some years after Cameron's arrival A.W. was asked by the family back in Scotland to take in another relative -- this time, it is believed, a nephew. As we Americans say, that did it. A.W. broke off all relations with the family in Scotland, and tore up all letters that came, without reading them. A.W. was always very conscious, however, of the Macpherson heritage. His personal seal was the chief's crest and motto, and the same cat symbol also appeared on many of his belongings, including the harness of the carriage horses. And, of course, when he built a vault in a new cemetery in San Francisco, the name "MACPHERSON" was arched in large letters over the door.

      The family had often gone to Noyo for the summer -- it was more attractive than Albion -- and in 1872 --- moved up there permanently, taking charge of all the production end of the business, while Wetherbee remained in San Francisco to handle the shipping and sales divisions. The new residence was a bit unusual even by American standards. There was already a one-and-a-half storey frame house situated near the edge of the bluff, behind the mill and eighty feet above it, from which location a fine view was had to the last half mile and estuary of the river. This house was enlarged by building a two-and-a-half storey frame house against it on one side, with doors cut between them. In this way, for example, the new house provided a fine new parlour while the old house's parlour became his personal office. The enlarged dwelling had a spacious veranda, and even boasted a bathroom.

      The house was furnished with the best of furniture, and the roster of servants was complete even to the gardener. In the front hall were placed full-length portraits of Victoria and Albert, and although A.W. was a naturalised citizen, he used to say that it was there that his allegiance would really lie, so long as the two countries were at peace. (At that period, one realises, this was not necessarily something that could be taken for granted.) Perhaps the only thing about the establishment that would have reminded a visitor from the city that he was really in a remote area, was the pet bear captured nearby that lived for some years chained to a tree in the yard.


      A.W.'s standards of gentility persisted even in the country. If someone came to the mill on business, A.W. would meet him there; but if a drink at the local saloon was in order when the business was finished, it was the superintendent who acted as host; "a gentleman never enters a pub".

      On 19th December 1875, Mrs. Macpherson died, only forty-one years old. She was buried in the vault in San Francisco; when the cemetery was levelled many years later the casket was taken to a suburban cemetery, where hers and little Allan's now share the same grave.

      Difficult business conditions locally in California in 1877-78 found A.W.'s financial position over-extended. The bank moved in, and his partner Wetherbee, to protect himself, sued for a dissolution of the partnership and an accounting. At this juncture tragedy struck: A.W. was mounting his horse to return home from a neighbour's, when it reared and threw him on his head. He soon recovered from his daze, rode home, and then went down to the mill. There he collapsed, paralysed on one side and unable to speak. He recovered sufficiently as the months went by, to get around with the help of a cane, but he was never able to speak again. Death finally came on 19th February 1880, at the Noyo home, and the funeral was largely attended. Because of the financial crisis in his affairs, burial was made on the grounds, near where he had liked to sit and watch the river during his last months. It was intended to take the body to San Francisco later, but this was never done, and he still ties there at Noyo, in an unmarked grave, the exact location of which has been lost.

      After his death, the lawsuits were resolved and the estate settled. The children took their shares. The two boys left for the city, but soon ran through their inheritances and lived out their days in routine occupations. Alexander Wentworth, Jr. married first Alice Risdon, daughter of the master of an ironworks in San Francisco, and then a second wife (name unknown) by whom he had one daughter Hazel who never married. Tom, who married his cousin Mary, had one daughter Lucille, who never married and died many years ago. Emily remained in Noyo, but made an unfortunate marriage to a personable local man, John Church Bunner, who was actually after her money -- and soon lost it. The family residence stood for many years, but was finally pulled down; at the present day there is a group of small cottages on the site.

      The Albion lands have been worked by successor companies and are now owned by the Masonite Corporation. The Noyo lands eventually came into the hands of the Union Lumber Company of Fort Bragg. It is along the Noyo that this company operates the famous "Skunk" trains. The only trace today of Macpherson's former prominence in the area is a "McPherson Street" in the town of Fort Bragg.


      The descendants still have a few heirlooms. Those readers who are related to the family of Nessbank and Banchor will be interested to know that one of these is a miniature of A.W.'s mother, Christian Macdonald of Gallovie, painted on ivory and reputedly by his brother, Dr. Duncan Macpherson. They also possess his Gaelic Bible inscribed for 1844, and a copy of his brother Duncan's book Antiquities in the Crimea. They also retain a tradition that A.W. was descended from one "Fat John of Beauly", presumably a reference to his father, John Macpherson of Nessbank.

      Such is the story of Alexander Wentworth Macpherson in America. The writer wishes that he could have told a happier story, but he cannot. He does wish to remark in closing, however, that this narrative is no unusual story in the history of California.

      In forwarding Mr. Tooker's Article, Professor Alan G. Macpherson wrote as follows:

"The lady is Christian MacDonald, daughter of Allan MacDonald of Gallovie, wife of John Macpherson of Nessbank and Banchor, and mother of (among others) Robert Alexander Wentworth Macpherson, ancestor of the present Banchor representative; his brother Dr. Duncan Macpherson, of Chinese and Indian fame (from whom Col. Allan Macpherson and Col. Duncan Macpherson were descended); and Alexander Wentworth Macpherson, the redwood lumberman. Despite slight damage it seems very much alive to me, and is certainly of great interest from both Macpherson and Badenoch points of view. I regard it as somewhat of a coup, as indeed I do of the whole article, and hope you see it in the same light.
"The photograph of Alexander Wentworth Macpherson and his photograph was taken in San Francisco in the 1870s . . .

"The author's description of the original painting of Christian Macdonald (painted on ivory by her son, Dr. Duncan Macpherson)
"The painting is done on a rectangular piece of ivory, about five inches by four inches. There is no sign of an artist's signature.

Background: a very dark grey
The wrap: a light scarlet
The dress: blue black
The hair: dark brown
The eyes: blue
The flesh: ivory white
Dress edging at neck, and the veil: blue-white and translucent."

" As explained in the article, the family believes that it is the work of her son, Dr. Duncan Macpherson. It is very remarkable to me that this painting has reappeared -- and from such a surprising quarter. It rather proves how much material lies buried among the forgotten families of the Clan across the United States."


      Every capital in Europe has its more or less well-known junk market, and London is no exception. The nearly mile long Portobello Road between Notting Hill and Ladbroke Grove, judging by the number of languages one hears spoken there, is even better known to foreign tourists than to Londoners.

      In its several hundred stalls, mostly indoors nowadays, can be found old silver, paintings, china of every period and country, arms and armour, old coins, postage stamps, prehistoric relics, jewellery of every kind, curios from every part of the world and almost everything anyone could possibly imagine.

      One morning in May of last year, while keeping an eye open for any prehistoric stone axes or uncut ivory, I was surprised to see in a picture-dealer's stall a three-quarter length oil-painting of a Highlander with a large ticket attached, saying, "Captain Macpherson of Napoleon's Bodyguard". I was somewhat puzzled, as I had never heard of any clan connection with Napoleon, apart from the fact that he carried with him on all his campaigns a copy of James Macpherson's Ossian.

      On applying to the dealer, I found there were several contemporary documents for sale with the picture, which vouched for its authenticity, but were not at the moment available. Also the source was very vague, the stallholder saying he had bought it from a dealer who had bought it at an auction sale.

      Further, to complicate matters, an incident which had happened to a friend many years ago, kept coming into my mind. The friend, a Doctor Lawson (as it is a true story I have taken the liberty of changing the names), was practising in North London at the time. His wife invited me to tea one Sunday afternoon to meet a clansman, who turned out to be Cheyne Macpherson, on one of his visits from the Antipodes, about 1925 or so. My friend got a letter from a picture dealer in the Old Steyne at Brighton, saying that he had a very fine full-length oil-painting, eighteenth century, of a Brigadier John Lawson and, as the name was not a common one, he wondered if it was that of a relative. The Doctor was not aware of a Brigadier John in the family, but was sufficiently interested to go and see the picture. It proved to be a very handsome portrait, but the Doctor was not prepared to pay the hundred and twenty pounds the dealer asked -- quite a sizeable sum in those days -- and after some bargaining, offered seventy as his last word. The dealer, however, would not take less than a hundred, so the deal was off.


      Some time later, the Doctor had a letter from a man who had been a fellow medical student at Edinburgh many years before, to say that he had now retired from the East, had bought a small place in Sussex and how soon could his old friend come down for a weekend. A date was arranged and Doctor Blair was soon proudly showing his friend round his "little place". When they came to the dining room, Doctor Lawson was rather surprised to see, in the place of honour, above the fireplace, a picture which he had seen once before.

      "That is a very fine portrait you've got there," he said.

      "Yes," said his host. "There is rather a story connected with that. I had a letter from a picture dealer in the Old Steyne at Brighton saying he had a very fine eighteenth century oil-painting of a Brigadier General Donald Blair, who, he thought, might be a member of my family. I haven't discovered who he was yet, but I liked the portrait so much that I bought it. The dealer wanted a hundred and twenty for it, but I beat him down to a hundred."

      "It's a very odd thing, Donald," said my friend, "but, do you know, that old boy just escaped being my ancestor by a mere matter of thirty pounds."

      In spite of having that incident in my mind, and also the fact that the dealer wanted rather a large sum for the picture, I still considered the case merited further investigation, and therefore got in touch with the Chairman of the England and Wales branch of the Association, Colonel R. T. S. Macpherson. He was very interested and arranged to meet me at the market on the next opening day, the following Saturday. I was rather early for the appointment and went to see the stallholder, only to get the bad news that an American dealer had bought the picture about an hour before. The stallholder was inclined to be apologetic, but pointed out, quite justifiably, that he could not refuse a firm offer at his full price. He showed me the cheque and willingly supplied the name and address of the buyer, who was Mr. E. R. Wilkerson, of 3300 Piedmont Road, Atlanta, Georgia.

      Mr. Wilkerson had taken the documents with him, but had left the picture to be collected later, so when I had broken the bad news to the Colonel, we were able to go back and have a good look at it. We decided later to write to Mr. Wilkerson to ask him if he would be good enough to have photostats made at our expense of the documents. We are very grateful to him for taking the trouble to do so, and he very kindly sent also a snapshot of the painting, which is reproduced opp. page 239, so the reader can see at least a smaller uncoloured edition of what we saw that morning. The colour was not very helpful in our attempt to identify the tartan, but the silver cat on the bonnet, in a more or less correct attitude, was clearly to be seen, and the picture could well have dated from the Napoleonic period.


      The photostats of the fourteen documents which accompanied the picture, with a copy of the attached list, were handed over to the Association at the Council Meeting at Newtonmore in August 1967.

      There remains only the 'bodyguard' question. Item 14 in the list of documents contains the following:

"Alexr McPherson (brother to John) before death he was full Capt. 66th Regiment served in Waterloo and also was one of the bodyguard to Napoleon Buonaparte at St. Helena, afterwards retired and took a farm at Inverness called Ashton."
      So, exit any idea of Captain Alexander riding beside the Emperor on the battlefield ready to cut to pieces anyone attempting to interfere with his Imperial master. In fact he was taking part in the battle, but on the other side!

      When Napoleon was imprisoned at St. Helena, the whole of Europe was perturbed at the thought that he either might escape or be released by a sudden raid from a French warship, or even from a small vessel coming in by night to one of the small fishing harbours on the island, and the 66th or Berkshire Regiment, to which Alexander was gazetted, according to the Army List, in February 1814 and promoted to Captain in November 1815, was sent out expressly to see that nothing of that sort could happen. It was responsible for officers' and N.C.O.s' posts at crossroads and for an elaborate signalling arrangement which, while allowing Napoleon full freedom over a large part of the island, ensured that it was always known where he was.

forwarded by E. R. WILKERSON, 3300 Piedmont Road, Atlanta, Georgie, U.S.A.

      1. "Lieutenant John McPherson of His Royal Highness the Duke of York's Regiment of Highlanders". Document admitting him a Freeman of Dumfries 8th August 1799.

      2. Certificate from the "Old Lodge of Dumfries" that our "Brother John McPhearson was made a Free and Accepted Mason" on 10/1/1803 "and hath also been raised to the sublime dignity of Master Mason" Given under our hand and seal this Twelft day of Decemr in the year of our Lord one Thousand Eight Hundred & Eleven years"

      3. George the Third's Commission as Ensign in the 6th (or Royal North British) Garrison Batt. to "Our Trusty and Welbeloved John Macpherson Gent. Dated 15/10/1803
      4. Letter dated Kensington Palace 14/11/1814 from Captain Harvey of the Royal Scots, Private Secretary to the Duke of Kent, acknowledging Lieutenant McPherson's letter and desiring him to "take an opportunity of presenting his son to the O.C. Depot of the Regiment in order that that Officer may be enabled to report to the Duke his eligibility for a


Commission in the National Corps, a precaution which His Royal Highness has made it a rule of late always to adopt, previous to complying with any similar applications."
To Lieut McPherson Late 5th R.V.Bn.
Endorsed "This letter answered on the 2nd Deer 1814."

      5. George the Third's Commission as Ensign in the 9th Royal Veteran Battn to John McPherson Gent. Dated 1813.

      6. Letter dated Horse Guards 23/7/1814 to the Dowager Duchess of Buccleuchsaying her letter with the enclosure from Lieutenant Macpherson of the 5th Royal Veteran Battalion and that "His Royal Highness has no possible means of procuring any provision for this Officer beyond the retirement of full pay, which he will have as a Lieutenant of Veterans."
Endorsed "The Dss Dowr of Buccleuch sends Lieut Macpherson the answer she has just received to her application. She wishes it was more satisfactory."

      7. George the Third's Commission as Lieutenant in the 5th Royal Veteran Battn to John MacPherson Gent. Dated 14/4/1814.

      8. Letter to Miss Anne McPherson, Morning Side, nr Edinburgh, signed by William Peel, saying her application that she and her sisters be placed on the Benevolent Fund has been submitted, "by Mr. Peel's direction, for the consideration of the Secretary at War" Dated 18/8/182?.

      My first recollection of the 1967 Rally was the most friendly reception accorded to me on my arrival at the Duke of Gordon Hotel in Kingussie. The Council certainly made a newcomer like myself feel welcome. It was a great thrill for me to meet our Chief: he is all that any army man could wish for -- Brigadier, D.S.O., M.C., and with a distinguished war record. He is dignified and delightful to talk to. Even at around 80 years, he is a very graceful dancer, and at the Ball, he hardly missed a dance all evening.

      At the Annual General Meeting on the Saturday morning, I had much pleasure on behalf of the North American branch of presenting a cheque for £125 to Hugh Macpherson for the Clan Macpherson House and Museum Appeal Fund. At the same meeting, 1 also had the honour to present Cluny with a handsome silver cap badge, superimposed on three eagle feathers -- a gift from our North American branch. This being our Canadian Centennial Year, our gifts were most appropriate. The Chief suitably thanked our branch for the new crest, and immediately replaced his eagle feathers with the new badge.

      On the Saturday afternoon, our Clansmen assembled at Old Ralia, about half a mile from Newtonmore, and led by the City of Glasgow Police Pipe Band we marched to the Highland Games field where Col. M. B. H. Ritchie welcomed our Chief and his clansmen to their own


country. The Chief suitably replied in Gaelic and English. Thus under sunny skies and with Creag Dhubh in the background, the 1967 Games began with competition between dancers, pipers, tug-o'-war teams and others. One of our Canadian clanswomen, Miss Barbara Macpherson of Prince Albert, Saskatchewan, was successful in winning three medals in the dancing.

      In the evening, we returned to the Duke of Gordon Hotel for a memorable ceilidh. Hugh Macpherson was a most popular fear-an-tighe and we enjoyed a most varied programme of entertainment, which included Cluny himself.

      Another event which greatly impressed me was the Church service on the Sunday morning, conducted by a brilliant young Scottish minister, the Rev. Dr. J. Barr. I had the honour, along with Cluny, of reading one of the lessons. After the service, the Chief showed me a small hillock, within the Church grounds where it is said that the parishioners put on their shoes before entering the Church, and took them off upon leaving -- being so poor, they walked to the Kirk in their bare feet.

      On Sunday afternoon, at the invitation of Capt. Lindsay, we had a delightful visit to Cluny Castle, and thereafter enjoyed the kind hospitality of Mrs. Macpherson at Glentruim House. The scenery around these places was magnificent.

      I am still wondering how so many events were packed into such a short space of time. We were on the go the whole time, and if only we had had another day in which to have done some sightseeing. I was particularly indebted to my very good friend, Major J. E. Macpherson whom I met on the train from Edinburgh, and also Alan Macpherson from Australia, who took time to show me such interesting places such as Ruthven Barracks, the Wolf of Badenoch's Castle, the River Spey and many others. "J.E." is a keen student of Macpherson lore, and he showed me the very rare manuscript volume of The Lloyal Dissuasive by Aeneas Macpherson, which had been purchased at Sotheby's in London,.and was being handed over to the Clan Museum. I understand that it is one of only three copies in existence.

      At such a Gathering, it is difficult to single out any particular event or person for special mention, for everything was done in such a harmonious way: there was the Chief -- for his dignity on all occasions; John Barton -- our able and energetic Secretary, who made sure everyone knew everyone else, and Lloyd who did such a successful job in the chair at the various meetings. Then I remember the ceilidh, with our genial fear-an-tighe; the Ball, and the Ball supper (what an array of delectable food); the Clan Museum; and throughout, the general feeling of friendliness that makes one proud to be a MACPHERSON.


Clansfolk everywhere, there is only one thing to do -- pay a visit to the next Rally, and see for yourself: it is something that you will remember all of your life.

(Abridged from Major Hume Macpherson's address to the Gathering of the North American Branch at Toronto)

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      The invitation to members by Mrs. Macpherson of Glentruim to visit Glentruim House and have tea there, was only one of many occasions on which she has shown kindness to the Association. Mrs. Macpherson has always taken an active interest in the activities of the Association and it was in recognition of this support that she was elected an Hon. Vice President at the Annual General Meeting on 5th August 1967.

      The retirement of Mrs. E. G. Macpherson as Hon. Secretary of the Badenoch branch is noted on another page. It should be mentioned that for a number of years, Mrs. Macpherson arranged for the artistes at the ceilidh during the Rally, and her enthusiasm and knowledge of local talent has played a major part in the success of the ceilidh in recent years.

      Hector McFadyen is to be congratulated on winning the Clan Macpherson Trophy at the Newtonmore Highland Games. The Trophy, which was presented to Mr. McFadyen by the Chairman, Lloyd C. Macpherson at the conclusion of the Games, is awarded annually to the competitor with the most points in Piping.



Not included here.



      Some four years ago, the Mackintosh of Mackintosh arranged a very successful Exhibition and Clan Gathering within the grounds of his Estate at Moy (see 1965 Creag Dhubh p.48/50). This year, he is again holding these events and he has extended a warm welcome to all members of the Clan Chattan Confederation which, of course, includes all Macphersons and their septs.

      The Gathering itself will be at Moy on the afternoon of Saturday, 10th August 1968, and it is understood that the entertainment on that afternoon will include some of the more popular events which are seen at Highland Games. The Highland Industries Exhibition, which is being held in conjunction with the Gathering, will extend over three days from Thursday 8th August to the Saturday and it is to bring together a wide range of activities, both public and private, which operate in the Highlands and Islands today.

      Another interesting event, of special importance to Macgillivrays and Shaws, will take place at 11.30 am on Friday, 9th August 1968, when George B. Macgillivray of Fort William, Ontario, will unveil a heraldic panel to the Chiefs of Clan Macgillivray within Dunlichity Churchyard, in Strathnairn.

Journal of the Clan Chattan Association Vol. V, No. 4, 1968
      Once again we welcome the receipt, with its usual military precision of timing, of our fellow journal, which maintains its unusually high standards set in the past.

      Starting with an account of the life of Scotland's patron saint, we follow a varied and winding path from the city of Fort William, Ontario, through the members of the Clan Macgillivray in Holland, to the retelling of a tragic story of the '45.


      Not all the journal deals with things past: the editor has contributed a pertinent article on modern Scottish church-going, also a well-informed and thought-provoking review of current developments in the Highlands.

      Poetry is unusually well featured with verses in Lallans and English by Douglas Young and Fraser Smith, and a particularly fine poem by Norman MacCaig.

      Clan Chattan's domestic affairs are not neglected with accounts of their flourishing Edinburgh branch's activities and a message from The Mackintosh welcoming all members to the Moy Exhibition to be held in August. (This Exhibition, together with the attendant Clan Chattan Gathering, should be a "must" for all Macphersons able to attend.)

      In its entirety, Clan Chattan shows a fine example of how to produce an annual clan journal, steering a sure and steady course between the twin pitfalls of purely historical treatises and overstress on parochial events.

      All credit and success to the Clan Chattan journal and its editor, we shall look forward with pleasure to receiving your future editions.

T. A. S. M.


      During last year the Clan House Museum was opened between 23rd March and 30th September. During that period 2,460 visitors signed the book in the Museum which was 321 more than the corresponding period for 1966. The recorded addresses of our visitors show that they came from the following countries:
Scotland (1,002), England (1,132), Ireland (9), Isle of Man (7), U.S.A. (77), Canada (53), South Africa (14), Australia (29), New Zealand (6), France (31), Spain and Portugal (3), Norway and Sweden (17), Denmark (3), Holland (31), Belgium (10), Italy (5), West Germany (19), South America (1), India (1), Czechoslovakia (3), Hungary (1), Malaysia (2), and Switzerland (4).
      Amongst the visitors, 107 claimed Macpherson kinship, and thirtyone of those who were not already members of the Association were pleased to join. Fifty-five application forms were issued for enrolment of the enquirers' families.

      Interested visitors this year were Mr. and Mrs. James F. Macpherson of Essex, Ontario. James, who is a Life Member of long standing is one of a group of members of the Canadian branch responsible for the publication of The Posterity of the Three Brethren. His four sons, all keen clansmen are also members of this group. Also from Canada


came Miss Elizabeth Macpherson Reid who was deeply interested in the Jamie Macpherson Fiddle. Parts of the history of the fiddle had been handed down to her by her father, James Macpherson Reid, whom she claimed was a great, great nephew of Jamie Macpherson. The Curator was pleased to relate the complete history as known.

      The Museum still continues to receive world-wide publicity. Following on last year's visit by the Canadian Broadcasting Company, we had the pleasure of receiving a representative of the British Broadcasting Corporation. Captain Harvey Macpherson and the Curator conducted him through the Museum and recordings were made of the history and legends relating to the main treasures. The recording was broadcast in the Scottish Home Service on l7th September and was well received.

      Prior to last year's Rally, Mr. Wm. Park, Chief Photographer of the National Geographic Magazine honoured us with his presence and took several coloured photographs. The Curator had already furnished the editor of the magazine with all the facts regarding the various treasures. The resultant article will appear in the June 1968 issue of the magazine, and thus publicity will go a very long way towards encouraging many more to visit the museum and, it is hoped, to the enrolment of many new members. The magazine has a monthly circulation of 6,000,000 copies.

      The Curator has received from the Association Chairman, Lloyd Macpherson, a supply of Association Ties -- dark navy blue with the Association Crest in white. They will be sold at 12/6 each, the profits therefrom going to the Museum Extension Fund.

      Amongst recent additions to the Clan Macpherson collections in the Museum, the following are gratefully acknowledged:

Framed photograph of Macpherson of Cluny. Silver Crest Badge. (From Canadian branch.)
Volume: Warren Hastings' Letters to Sir John Macpherson, (From W. D. Macpherson, 53 Albert Court, Kensington, London. Descendant of Sir John Macpherson.)
Volume: Fingal and Other Poems, 1st edition of six books, 1762; Volume: Fingal and Other Poems, I st edition of eight books, 1763. (From Reps. of late Dr. Balfour, Aviemore.)
Horn Beaker inscribed Sergt. Bastin, l9th Regt. Elastic Web Belt.
Plush case containing various Scottish Silver Coins, marked Alexander III Period 1248 -- 1285.
Photostatic copies of Rare Papers all bearing reference to Lieut. John Macpherson, George III Period.
Photostatic copy of letter, Petition to Warren Hastings, by Mrs.

Thomas Burgess appealing against death sentence passed on her husband.
Macpherson's Loyal Dissuasive in leather binding, original, dated 30th July, 1701.
Roll-Call, Cameron Highlanders after Battle of Waterloo.
Catalogue of Valuable Printed Books, etc.
(All the above purchased by England and Wales branch and presented to the Museum.)

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A sketch plan of one candidate for the new Museum is shown below.
However, this one was not adopted in the end.


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      The Clan Donnachaidh Society, with the support of Robertsons and affiliated clansfolk throughout the world, are to build a clan centre and museum on a site purchased from the Duke of Atholl on the Perth-Inverness road between the Falls of Bruar and the heart of the old clan territory of Struan. Plans for the museum and quarters for a resident custodian have been prepared by Mr. W. Schomberg Scott, A.R.I.B.A., Edinburgh. More than half of the initial cost of £20,000 has been raised, and an appeal is being sent out to clansmen, clanswomen and friends, with a total target of £30,000, to include an endowment fund.

from THE SCOTSMAN 16th March 1968



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      Why should reviews be solely of recently published: books? This may have been reasonable two hundred years ago when only a trickle of books came out every year and one knew the titles of all the books that one could ever wish to read. But today it's different -- in the past two centuries the presses have churned out millions of books. Furthermore, one can now ask one's local library to get a book they do not stock from the Scottish Central Library. The high cost of re-printing makes sure that many excellent books never see another edition unless sponsored -- as the Clan in time might do. University Libraries get ever better and have only nominal subscriptions. And one might even be able to pick up second-hand copies.

      An annual publication talking to our whole Clan scattered throughout the whole world needs some 'meaty' reading that can be read and re-read and provide enough inspiration and philosophy to last till next year's Creag Dhubh flops through the letter-box. The two books reviewed anew this year ought to fill this need.


Firstly -- The Poetry of Badenoch by Rev. Thomas Sinton (Publishers: The Northern Counties Publishing Company, Ltd., 1906).
      The English concept of the poet is that of a pansy parasite -- a sort of Oscar Wilde with his soft look and carrying a big lily. How very different the regard other nations have for their bards. The French considering that being a poet was an excellent preparation to fit a man to accept a post as a Cabinet Minister and the Irish looking to their bards to provide them with inspiration for their minting their lyrically inspiring coinage.

      Our own estimate of the bard is that of a virile warrior who can be at the same time brave as a lion or tender as a mother, and this holds true from our Border Ballads in the South to Rob Donn of Sutherland and still further North.

      Sinton's Poetry of Badenoch is no exception. For the first three hundred and fifty pages one has the full gamut of human feeling laid before one in the language of our ancestors -- Gaelic. Songs of feeling, of love, of praise, of humour, of hunting, of war, of death and songs of the soul. Songs sung by our own ancestors and still sung by some of our contemporaries.

      To those of us who still have or have learned Gaelic this is a lovely treasurehouse as good as a fine wine-cellar which one can dip into again and again. "Guma slan do na fearaibh" (p.34) brought back memories of the Waverley Record ELF 124 where this song is to be found. Or the gay lilting song of the young Soldier and his Musket on p.221 which the writer first heard gaily sung by Murdoch Macpherson (Murchaidh Thormaid) of Lealt in Skye . . . . A lovely treasure-house of many many more delights are in no way denied the monoglot English-speaking reader, as each poem in Gaelic has a sprightly prose introduction of several hundred words each prefacing it, in English, and a good translation in English of every one of the songs or poems forms the last half of this quite delightful book. A sample to whet your appetite is given in "Let's Speak Gaelic". Secondly -- Glimpses of Church and Social Life in the Highlands in Olden Times by Alexander Macpherson. (Publishers: William Blackwood & Sons, Edinburgh and London 1893).
      This volume of Clan traditions was compiled by a Kingussie lawyer of tile nineteenth century, as he says -- a gathering of old folk-lore and odds and ends gleaned from reliable sources, connected chiefly with the lordship of Badenoch in the central Highlands"

      In his remit at the opening of his first chapter he quotes Macaulay in setting forth his aim:

"To call up our ancestors before us, with all their peculiarities of language, manners and garb -- to show us over their houses, to seat us at their tables, to rummage in their old-fashioned wardrobes, to explain the use of their ponderous furniture . . . ."
      And so he takes us by the hand and leads us into our own history, into our own past, among our own forbears, among men and women as alive as we are today. Let us take his hand and let us join the shades beyond the Great Divide.

      As to beliefs -- he tells us witches were said to hold their nocturnal meetings in churches, churchyards or in lonely places, and to be transformed into hares, mares, cats, to ride through the regions of the air and to travel into distant countries; to inflict diseases, raises storms and tempests . . . ."

      We meet William Ban Macpherson who died in 1777 aged 100 who tells us that when a boy of twelve being engaged as buachaille (herd-boy) at the summer grazing of Biallid, near Dalwhinnie, he had an opportunity of being an eye-witness to a creacb (foray or raid), and pursuit on a very large scale, which passed through Badenoch. About noon on a fine autumn day in 1689, it was. A dozen wild Lochaber men were driving about six score black cattle by the banks of Loch Erricht.


Towards nightfall the pursuing troop of horsemen drew near the raiders' camp at Dalunchart where they were roasting one of the oxen.

      Under a flag of truce the leader of the pursuers' troop advanced towards the Lochaber men with an offer to each of a bag of meal and a pair of shoes in ransom for the herd of cattle. The Lochaber clansmen felt that acceptance would be viewed as a proof of cowardice and fear, and contemptuously rejected the offer. They would not surrender the cattle. Both parties prepared for action. After several exchanges of gunfire most of the Lochaber men fell to the greater fire-power of the pursuers. Only three remained unhurt and escaped to tell the sad tale to their countrymen.

      This was a heroic age and we see just one of these freebooting warriors walking towards us -- a magnificent tall, swarthy kilted figure of a man -- John Dubh Cameron, who, from his large size, was called the Sergeant Mor. And who meets him coming along the road but an English redcoat officer of the garrison of Fort William!

      We listen amazed at the conversation. The redcoat officer tells him, all unsuspecting, that he fears that he has lost his way; and having a large sum of money for the garrison, he is afraid of meeting the Sergeant Mor.

      The Englishman requests the stranger to accompany him on the road. The other agrees.

      We walk alongside them, all unnoticed as they walk on. They are talking a great deal of the Sergeant and his feats. Then the redcoat officer calls the Sergeant a robber and a murderer.

      "Stop there " interrupts his companion, "he does indeed take the cattle of the Whigs and of you Sassenachs, but neither he nor his cearnachs (raiders) ever shed innocent blood -- except once," added he, "that I was unfortunate at Braemar, when a man was killed, but I immediately ordered the creach (the spoil) to be abandoned and left to the owners."

      "You!" says the officer, "what had you to do with the affair?"

      "I am John Dubh Cameron -- I am the Sergeant Mor! There is the road to Inverlochy -- you cannot now mistake it. You and your money are safe, but tell your governor to send a more wary messenger for his gold. Tell him that although an outlaw, and forced to live on the public, I am a soldier as well as himself, and would despise taking his gold from a defenceless man who confided in me!"

      As the pages turn we see the pageant of our own people unfold, we see and hear our kilted Gaelic ancestors, speak and live and move and have their being. We read their very words. We read their memorials. We see them at prayer. We touch their clothes. We see tears sparkle as they fall. The Black Officer comes before our eyes, as does James Macpherson of Ossian fame. Old Cluny marches with old soldiers. Castles are captured before our eyes and the clamour of crashing steel is heard across the centuries.

      Tales long remembered from the days we listened to them these long years back at our parents' knees suddenly come back into our vision and we realise that we are a great people sprung from a proud, warm-hearted, passionate ancestry who give meaning to their boast -- Na bean do'n chat gun lamhainn -- Touch not the cat but a glove!



      The Highland Clans by Sir Iain Moncrieff of that Ilk. (Publisher: Barrie & Rockliff).

      The Albany Herald's book is a magnificent tour-de-force and the best three guineas' worth that we know in books. Here one has a short commentary on each of the Highland Clans lavishly illustrated not only from the historical and antiquarian standpoint but with the living


contemporary clansmen and women of our own day, a point illustrated over and over again to the enhancement of this splendid book. An example of this is the picture of Alistair Livingstone and his children, all very much of the twentieth century, holding St. Moluag's bachall (pastoral staff) which dates back to the sixth century.

      This relevance to the present day constantly made by an enthusiastic singleminded author cannot but warm one's heart, especially as one is constantly being submerged in a blanket of meally-mouthed comment, in the world at large, where anyone who dares to speak the truth openly and honestly often finds himself derided and outlawed by the very people, who in their heart of hearts, knows full well that he is speaking the truth.

      Our own interest was, of course, turned to our own Clan and an example of the honest forthrightness shown throughout the book is shown above the illustration of Cluny Castle. It reads: "Modern taxation is specially designed by paid experts to complete the work begun at Culloden: the severance of all links between the continuing past and the passing present."

      One feels that the scope of the book might have been more complete and satisfying if all the Scottish Clans had been brought in, if a place could have been found for the Scotts, the Kerrs, the Douglases, the Elliots, etc., and one would hope the author would let us have a companion volume to cover the rest of our Clans.

      One rejoices in the correctness and the aptness of the Gaelic that one meets with in this book and amply proves that unless one attempts to master what is after all the original language of all the Clans, indeed of all Scots, then one can never really appreciate one's heritage and culture. One feels so much closer to the Tobar nan Ceann on page 59 if one can read in the original Iain Lom's poetry so beautifully printed in the Scottish Gaelic Text Society's volume.

      What does it say of ourselves? A significant amount. Beginning with a truly magnificent couple of plates showing a re-introduced reindeer and an evocative study of natural symmetry we are launched on a history of the Clan, a picture of Cluny Castle follows and a most useful photograph of the Museum notice-board which is a rallying point to all clansfolk inspired by this book and not yet in the Association. A beautifully illustrated series of five pages follow dealing with the Clan Chattan as a whole.

      This is an evocative book, this is a stirring book. I cannot imagine any thoughtful person not experiencing a jolt now and again as he makes his way through it. It is one in which the past and the present are fused into one, as it ought to be, because we are the heirs of our ancestors and are of their flesh and blood,


Battles of the '45 by Katherine Tomasson and Francis Buist. (Pan Books. 6/-).
      The ritual of visiting battlefields of the past is performed by many for diverse motives. The student of military history attends for firsthand knowledge of the terrain, the sentimentalist indulges in either melancholy or exultation (according to his national persuasion) by the memorial, while the casual sightseer boasts later of having been "there".

      A recent reprint of Battles of the '45 by Katharine Tomasson and Francis Buist should meet the wants of all categories of all battlefield visitors, providing an accurate and vivid account of the major engagements of the last ill-starred attempt to dislodge the Hanoverian succession.

      The authors have not attempted to write a historical treatise on the state of the Highlands before and after 1745, but after a brief account of Highland and political conditions at that time, proceed with a straightforward account of the rising, with special emphasis on the three major battles.

      Written with a commendable lack of bias and sentimentality the descriptions


are very vividly written, also being remarkably well illustrated with sketch-maps and reproductions of prints and paintings.

      The personalities of the campaign on either side are well drawn but somewhat superficially described, their actions of the moment more than motives being given pride of place.

      Students of Macpherson Clan history may be slightly disappointed (if not irrated by the mis-spelling with a capital "P"). The Clan is not given a great deal of prominence, but the account of the successful and gallant rearguard action at Clifton should give cause for pride to Macphersons.

      In conclusion, the authors have provided a lively and detailed account of the 1745 campaign, one well worthy of a place in the bookcase of students of the Highlands or British military history.




      In Alan Macpherson's article on "Headstones in the Graveyard at Cluny" in Creag Dhubh Vol. III, No. 3, on p.170, mention is made of Duncan Macpherson who with his two brothers erected a stone in memory of their mother, Ann Macpherson who died at Drumgask on 13th June 1841. The article referred to an exploit of Duncan Macpherson in Australia whence he had emigrated and where he was instrumental in the capture of a notorious Bushranger.

      Duncan Macpherson was born at Drumgask on 24th April 1816, the second son of Angus and Ann Macpherson. Along with others in the district he emigrated to Australia travelling by cart to Fort William and sailing thence to Glasgow where they embarked for Melbourne. He became a successful squatter (rancher) in his new surroundings. He ultimately returned to Scotland and purchased in 1883 the estate of Glendoll in Angus from Mr. Gurney who had acquired it through Lord Southesk from the Ogilvies of Clova. There was and is a route through Glendoll to Braemar which prior to Duncan Macpherson's purchase of the Estate had been treated as a public right of way. Duncan planned to make a deer forest and accordingly proceeded to close the road to the public. This was contested by the Scottish Rights of Way Society and the question was taken to the Court of Session where the Society was successful. Duncan Macpherson appealed first to the Inner House of the Court of Session and finally to the House of Lords in 1888 but was unsuccessful in both appeal courts. The claim of the Rights of Way Society was therefore vindicated. Duncan Macpherson died at Logierait, Perthshire, in 1893.

      The following account of the Australian incident may be of interest. It is taken from The Australian Bushrangers by Boxall, second edition:

Daniel Morgan commenced his unlawful operations as a Bushranger in N.S.W. in 1863. He crossed over the Murray River into Victoria or) 8 April 1865 and arrived at Peechelba Station belonging to Messrs Macpherson and Rutherford. Morgan held up the Macpherson household and asked Miss Macpherson to play the piano for him. Mr. Macpherson asked him why he started a career of crime and he alleged he had been wrongly sentenced to imprisonment. Morgan kept the Macpherson family up all night, but a maid Alice MacDonald, slipped out and warned the Rutherfords who surrounded Macpherson's house and sent for the police. Alice returned so as not to alarm Morgan. In the morning Morgan had breakfast and a half glass of whisky and then asked for a horse. Mr. Macpherson and his son went to the paddock to get one while Morgan remained on the verandah. He started to follow them when one of the watchers named Quinlan shot him. He was carried into the house but died at 1.30 p.m. 48 hours after crossing the Victorian border. The reward of £l,000 was divided thus:
Quinlan    £300 shot Morgan
Alice MacDonald      250 took message to Rutherford
Frazer      200 rode for police
Clark      100 cleaned and loaded guns
Alice Keenan       50 took coffee to watchers
Among remainder      100


Yours etc.


3 Riselaw Terrace, Edinburgh.


      I have been in somewhat fervid correspondence with Miss Baxendine of the Scots Ancestry Research Society on the subject of the Macphersons and their derivation. Hence I have found your address.

      My wife is a Macpherson of Banchor by lineage and now that the children have grown up we have time to go into the family history thoroughly.

      Perhaps you might be interested in helping in one or two knotty points and of course I will be only too glad to be of assistance, if possible, in my somewhat so far, limited knowledge.

      We are consulting every source which comes to hand, bit by bit, via the local public library, and make notes of relevant items as they appear. The pertinent authorities which we have studied are Skene, Highlanders and Celtic Scotland, The Chiefs of Clan Macpherson by W. Cheyne Macpherson, Glimpses of Church and Social Life, and so forth.

      The one gap which we are puzzling over is the one linking one of the descendants of Gilliechattan Mor O'Gualave with the daughter of Lulach Macgilcomgain, and how it is that Gilliechattan Mor is described as a Maermor of Moray, and also where the 1st Earl of Moray alias Malcolm (Donald) Macheth derives his claim to be descended from the Maermors of Moray. Skene is pretty definite on this point but the descent from Gilliechattan Mor as accepted by Lord Lyon disagrees.

      Do you by any chance have anything on it?

Yours etc.


65 Canterbury Road, Redcar, Yorkshire.

From a Personal Letter received by J.H.M. from
1 James Street, Invercargill, New Zealand.
Dated l8th December, 1967.
      May I take this opportunity to congratulate you on the high standard of Creag Dhubh since it has been under your editorship. I especially enjoyed reading reviews on current books and recordings.

      I have made a start on an article dealing with clansmen connected with "early" Otago, the goldrush days of 1860 and the Clan's connection with the first load of frozen mutton sent from Dunedin in 1882.

      I wish you all the best for 1968. Kindest regards.


P.S. -- I found the article on tombstones in the graveyard at Cluny of interest. When my wife and I visited the Highlands, two years ago, we took notes on


McPhersons (nearly all spelt that way!) buried at Inverallan (near Grantown), Abernethy, Duthil , Kirkmichael and Kincardine. The list was quite extensive and we did manage to sort out a few relatives. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to find my ancestors with Badenoch. At historic Kincardine there is a McPherson familygrave, right at the doorway of the church. The earliest person recorded in this grave is one James McPherson, who died in 1813 (born 1752). He was a farmer from Letteratibe, behind Nethybridge. It would be intriguing to know where this man was born and when the first of our Clan began settling in the Abernethy parish. (What I mean to suggest is that parish records of parishes adjacent to Badenoch should be copied, with a view to assessing the drift of clansmen to other districts.) I wish I wasn't 12,000 miles away!

      Finally, while searching for living relativesI I met a Donald Macpherson, of Cherry Grove, Tulloch, Abernethy Forest. He was a real character, had travelled all over the world, fought in the first