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  THE CELTIC MONTHLY.
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  place which he had designated. This occasioned
  a useless delay, and contributed to our military
  misfortiuies. At six o'clock the cor|)se was
  removed, and we saw all the generals, with
  their retinues on the hill, assisting at the funeral
  ceremony. The English chaplain, Mr. Brudenel,
  officiated. Cannon balls flew around and above
  the assembled mourners. General Gates pro-
  tested afterwards, that had he known what was
  going on, he would have sto|iped the fire
  immediately. Many cannon balls flew close by
  me, but my whole attention was engaged bj' the
  funeral scene, where I saw my husband exposed
  to imminent danger."
  ( To be concluded. )
  OUR MUSICAL PAGE.
  IplpHE following air is the composition of
  y^ Mr. Archibald Ferguson, Leader of the
  ■,j^ St. Columba Gaelic Choir, Glasgow, to
  whose labours more than those of any other
  individual is due the present revival of Gaelic
  music. Many old melodies have been given in
  this magazine, but of modern compositions few
  indeed. As a rule little or nothing is known
  of the composers of the older melodies or the
  circumstances which led to their creation ; and
  when a story is associated with a particular
  air, it is to be feared it does not always convey
  the truth. This being in my opinion a very
  pretty air and well suited to the words of the
  Rahoy bard's song, it may not be out of place
  to record the circumstances which contributed
  to bringing it into existence. When the
  Children's Song Book — An Uiseinj — was in
  course of preparation it occurred to me that
  " A' Chuthag " would be an excellent song to
  include if it had an appropriate air, and I
  made the suggestion to " Fionn " We both tried
  to make a tune for it and failed to satisfy
  ourselves. I, however, sent on one of the
  compositions to Mr. Ferguson, who thought it
  of too heavy a cast for the sentiment of the
  song. In the course of a day or two I received
  from him the air given below with which I was
  charmed, and I straightway adopted it for An
  Uiseag where it was published for the first
  time. I was not aware that the song was sung
  in the Highlands to an air of its own until Mr.
  Ferguson informed me that he heard it given by
  Archie Campbell, coach driver on the Glencoe
  and Glen Etive route.
  M. MF.
  A' CHUTHAG.
  (Tlie Cuckoo.)
  O, innis c' ^it an robh do thriall
  'N uair bha na siantan fionnar ;
  No 'n robh thu 'd tliosd gun chail gun toirt
  An cijs a' chnoic fo dhubhar ?
  'S mor m' fharmad riut, a chuthag chuir :
  Cha dean thu bron 'nad shiubhal,
  Chionn tha do dhoire daonnan gorm,
  'S do chridh' an comhnuidh subhach.
  Ged theicheas tu roimh 'n fhuachd air am,
  Gu 'm faic do ghleann thu rithis,
  Acli, 'n uair bheir mise ris mo chid,
  Cha bhi mo dhiiil ri tilleadh.
  Is truagh nach b' urrainn dorah leat trial!
  Air a.star sgiath 'nar dithis,
  Le caismeachd bhinn 'toirt fios gach Jim
  'N uair bhiodh an Samhradh 'tighinn.

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