Blair Collection > Celtic monthly > Volume 5, 1897

THE CIOLTIC MONTHLY.
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1862. His education was acquired at the
parish school (to and from which he had to
walk eight miles daily), and later on at Glasgow
Kelviuside Academy, and a private boarding
school at Dumfries. Thereafter he entered
Edinburgh University to study medicine, and
also attended the Royal College of Surgeons.
On leaving college he went to act as assistant to
Dr. Cooke, of Ashton under Lyne, near Man-
chester, where he remained three years, and left
to start practice for himself in Halifax. Wlien
tlie doctor went there he knew no one, but with
the confidence of youth he pat up his brass
plate, and waited for patients. There was
evidently no immediate desire on the part of the
good people of Halifax to seek the advice of the
yo\ing Highland medical, and several weeks
|)assed before a patient ventured to consult him.
Then a few others dropped in, who seemed to
derive benefit from his treatment, for they
recommended friends, and in a very short period
Dr. Macaulay found every moment of his time
fully occupied. Unable at last to overtake his
increasing practice he had to secure the services
of an as.si.stant, and keep two horses, but not-
withstanding these helps lie can hardly overtake
his work.
Two years ago he started the Halifax Golf
Club, of which popular game he is himself very
fond. He is a lionorary member of the St.
John Ambulance Association of London, Hon.
Surgeon to the Halifax Ambulance Brigade,
and Lecturer on Nursing and Eirst Aid for the
St. John Ambulance Association. He is a
memlier of the Bradford Caledonian Society,
and nothing gives him greater pleasure than to
spend a few hours among his " brither Scots"
at a meeting of tliis useful Society. Highland
music and literature are his special hobbies ; a
selection from Dr. K. N. Macdonald's ' Gesto
Collection of Highland Music'' giving him more
genuine delight than any music composed by
the greatest masters could inspire.
Six months after starting in Halifax he
married Madge Burns Peattie, the youngest
daughter of Mr. John Peattie, of Newington,
Edinburgh, and to her kindly disposition, loving
sympathy and encouragement, the doctor owes
much of his success. She is an accomplished
musician and artist. We have pleasure in giving
lier portrait along with that of her husband-
Dr. Macaulay is a LRCP., L R C S E.,
L.F.P.SG, and a F R.S G.S.
GILLEAN AN FHEILIDH,
(TUK LillS WITU TilK Km,]'.)
Chorus —
^~\f^jplTH light step springing across tlie heatlirr,
V!\?M?> They come, tlie lads of the kilt and the
feather.
So bonnily shoulder to shoulder together,
Mo ijhaol air giUean an fheilidh.*
They bring the dash of the mountain torrent.
The sway of the pine in their easy gait.
The poise of the stag, the glance of the eagle,
So proudly tliey march in their Highland state.
Mo ijhmil air ijillnui on fheiUdh.
The depth of the tarn in their winning glances,
Just as the sunlight is glancing through,
The rippling burn in their merry laujjhter,
Speaking the stout heart, leal and true.
Mo ijhaol oir ijiUeon oufhciIiiUi.
Play to us, play to us, lads with the tartan,
Cray as the streamers that tloat in the van,
The glamour that speaks thro' the fairy chanterp.
Gladdens the soul of each Hij;lihuul man.
Mo,j}uwl,iir ijillniii.oiifh,;li,lh.
Follow thee, follow thee, aye will we follow thee,
Whithersoever ye choose to lead,
Down thro' the valley or up o'er the mountains,
The greater the peril, the braver the deed.
Mo uhaol air cjillean aiiflwHidli.
Well do they know it, when trouble is brewing,
Where do they look for the men that are true?
Where do they turn for the trust never failing?
Where but to you, brave bonnets of blue.
Mo ijhaol air gilleau an fhiiliilli.
Alice C. MadDonell,
of Keppoch.
' My love to the lads with the kilt.
A SONNET OF SUMMER.
SuKGEON-CoLONEL J. M'Gregor's Jubilee Poems,
"Victoria Maxima et Victoria Regina," have been
graciously accepted by Her Majesty the Queen.
The cover of the poems^ consisted ot| white !satin,
specially designed and embroidered by Mrs M'Gregor.
We believe it is intended to issue the poems shortly
to the public as a new edition , and at a popular price.
Hail 1 happy June, the bridegroom of the May,
Come bounding over Time's green budding hill,
Showering the riches from thy bounteous will
Of many flowers to mark thy magic way.
While, at thy glorious presence, hark! the lay
Of million birds bursting in pipe and trill ;
And all the air is pulsing with the thrill
Of nature and the hum of bees : the day
Blushes with mingling Spring and Summer bloom.
For, from the couch of Winter's cold and calm.
With triumph, Hope the maiden May, has come,
To yield to June her resurrection's balm.
As the just Dead shall rise from out the tomb
( »f mortal pain to bear th' immortal palm.
Mavor Allan.