Blair Collection > Celtic monthly > Volume 6, 1898

THE CELTIC MONTHLY.
DR. M. D. MACLEOD, BEVERLEY.
VR. MURDOCH DONALD MACLEOD
was bora in 185L His father, the Rev.
^ Norman Macleod of North List, was a
grandson of Donald Macleod of Swordale; he
married Julia, daughter of Dr. Alexander
Macleod — (in doctair ban — and grand-daughter
of Donald Macleod of Hernera.
Dr. Macleod was educated at the Hiyh School
and University of Edinburgh, and graduated
M.B. in 1873, in which year he was ajipointed
Assistant Medical Superintendent to the Cum-
berland and Westmorland Asylum, which
position he held till he received, in LS82, his
present important appointment of Medical
Superintendent of the East Riding .\sylum,
Beverley. In 188G he was elected President
of the East York and North Lincoln branch of
the British Medical Association. The doctor's
name is well known in medical literarj' circles as
an able writer on subjects relating to his pro-
fession, especially insanity, which he has made a
special study. A keen golfer himself, he recently
contributed a paper to the Caledonian Medical
Joui-nal on "The Therapeutic aspect of Golf,"
which is well worth the careful perusal of our
many readers who follow the "ancient and royal
game." Last year he was elected Yice-Uresident
of the Psychological section at the annual
meeting of the British Medical Association.
Dr. Macleod is an enthusiastic volunteer,
having joined the 2nd Volunteer Battalion East
Yorks Regiment in 1887 as second Lieutenant,
and is now senior Captain. His company at
Beverley numbers 101 men, and he has paraded
the full number for inspection the last two years
in succession.
He married, in 1 882, Daisy, daughter of Samuel
Marjoribanks, and has a family of three sons
and two daughters.
Although so long absent from his native
Highlands he has lost none of his Highland
sentiment, and takes a keen interest in the
literature, music, and romance of the "north
countrie." His elder brother, Kenneth Macleod,
has had a distinguished career, and was recently
appointed Professor of Medicine at the Army
Medical College, Netley.
SECOND PRIZE GAELIC POEM.
MAISE NAM BUADH.
By " S;oeir-ax-oik " (Neil Ross, Glenuale).
<i/?!!HA 'N ann a mliain an gniiia nan oigh
W2i Tha buaidh na maise 'tamli.
Tha tiamh an aigh air iomadh doigh
Gu trie 'n an gniiis a snamh ;
VS le 'm briathran cuiridh iad fo ruaig
Gach gruaman agns prandi.
Ach mar an ceiidn' tlia loinn 'us dreach
Ri 'm faicinn air an lar ;
Ri 'm faicinn anns gach ni ma seacli
Le 'n toir a' bhliadhn' a barr, —
'S gach eun 'us iasg '\is creutair meanbh
'S gach ainnihidh air a' bhlar.
Cla ."ullidh, mingheal, fiorghlan dealbli
Nan lilidh air an raoin!
Righ Solandi, pailt 'an ciiid 's an sealbh,
'Bu ghlice 'chloinn nan daoin" —
A ghreadbnachas mar luach an uir
Blia laimli ri 'n gloir-san faoin.
Na creagan iird "s an deanar nead
Le iolaire nam beann ;
'S mac-talla 'freagradh ri a sgread
'N iiair dli' eireas i bho 'n ghleann ;
Na h-uaimhean mor tre 'n siHd an stoirm
Le toirm 'us neart nacli gann ;
Na coilltean naine dosracli tiugli
Tha 'comhdacliadh nan sliabh ;
Na h-aimhnichean 's na miltean srutli
Dhe 'n ruith nach d' lasaich riamh ;
Am fraoch, am feur 'san ceo tha dluth
Mu bhkrr nan stiic a sniamli ;
An cuan gun fhois 's a' ghealach iir
'Us solus aigh na gre'in',
Na feachdan lainnireach gini smiir
Tha deilrrsadh fad an ce'in —
Tha loinn na mais' oirre nde 'tamli
'N an am 's 'n an aite fein.
Ach fatbast caochlaidh iad air fad
'Us th.'id an cur air chiiL
Tha iad a' crionadh sios gun stad
Fa cliomhair beachd nan siil ;
'S tliig miithadh air an crutli 's an glbir
Aig crathadli m"r nan did.
Gidheadh tha Maise sheasmhach ann
A ghleidheas loinn a chaoidh,
A bhios do 'n fhear mar ehrim m'a cheann
'S mar choron aigh do 'n mhnaoi,
'S a cheana 'tha mar dhuais do 'n dream
Tha trie gu trom 'g an claoidh.
Feuch Dleasdanas ! 's e sin an send
'Us Maise mhbr nam Buadh.
An neach a leanas sad le end
Gheibli esan eifeachd nuadh :
'S bidh airsan maise 'gabhail tiimli
Naeh caill gu brath a snuadh.
O' Mhaise bhuan ! biodh birnne tart
Gu leantuinn air do thoir ;
Mar ghaisgicli sgith, ag iarraidh neart
A ni gu ceart a' ehuir ;
Is gheibh sinn cnideaeliadh bho bdmli
Nan ainglean ann an glbir,
A thig gu saighdearan na feachd
Le teaclidaireachdan si.'imli,
Gu 'n teid an namh a cbur fo smachd ;
Gu 'n cuir iad umpa sgbimh ;
Gu 'n rioghaicli iad, 's gu 'm faic iad luacli
Maise nam Buadh air neamh !