When Craigowl puts on his cowl,and Collie Law his hood,then a the Lundie ladsken there will be a flood.
The above rhyme,
from the Sidlaws-surrounded parish of Lundie, is one of many pieces of weather
lore once found in Angus. Another, non
geographically specific one is:
Willie, ma buck, shoot oot yer horn,an ye’ll get milk an breid the morn.
Willie here is the
snail, whose protruding ‘horns’ were thought by children to predict fine
weather the following day. Sometimes
Angus children greeted a shower of rail with this hopeful, possibly vain
request:
Rainy, rainy rattle stanes,dinna rain on me,
rain on Johnnie Frostie far owre the sea.
A special class of
rhymes is found on tombstones, though most of these are apt to be too simple of
maudlin to be of great interest. Some
unusual inscriptions are to be found in Dundee’s ancient burial ground,
including this fine metrical gem:
Here lie IEpity Piemy husbandmy twenty bairnsand I.
The venerable Provosts of Dundee seem to
have been at the mercy of whimsical wit after their internment in the Howff;
for example:
J P P Provost of Dundee hallelujah hallelujee.
Four Dundee
worthies independently composed a line each in the following commemorative ode, with the final contributor plainly scraping the barrel bottom:
Here lies the Provost of Dundee,here lies him, here lies he’hi-diddledum, hi-diddle-dee,A, B, C, D, E, F, G.
Rivalry between
neighbouring places has been mentioned before and the following rhyme records
the supposed merits – or vices – of four north-west parishes, doubtless
inspired by competing markets:
Theivin Glen Isla, Leein Lintrathen.Cursin Kingow-drum, an Kind Kirriemuir.
In the upland
parish of Fern is a place named Deuchar, once home to a family of that name
who were hereditary enemies with the Laird of Glenogil. The first of the family was a huge man with six fingers on each hand and six toes
on each foot. He wielded the famous
family heirloom, the Deuchar Sword, to great effect against the Danes at the
Battle of Barry. (Another tradition says that the first Deuchar of Deuchar gained those lands for killing a wild boar in the Pass of the Noran Water, where the Coorford - or Coortford - Bridge was later built, in the early 11th century.) The sword was used again by
another Deuchar at Bannockburn, which led to these words being inscribed on the
blade:
Da Deuguhyre his swerde,at Bannockburn I served the Brus,of quhilk the Englis had no russ.
This weapon had
great significance for the Deuchar family (who claimed descent from a second son of Gilchrist, Earl of Angus. The earliest actual traces of the family are from the 14th century.) If the sword were ever to leave Scotland, it was said that disaster
would befall their kindred. The sword was used again at the Battle of
Harlaw in the 15th century. In this fray the William Deuchar was slain and his servant found his master with the iconic blade so tightly grasped in his swollen, dead hand that he had to cut it off at the wrist to carry the weapon home. The family was distraught when, in 1745, the Laird of Glenogil (Lyon of Easter Ogil) carried away their talisman after swearing that he was about to go and join the Jacobites and would either have the sword or the best horse in Deuchar's stable. The Deuchars buried their talisman in a corn stack, but their enemy discovered it. He sacrilegiously shortened the blade to make it easier to wield and was seen parading it around Brechin. It was later returned in exchange for a large sum of money and certain conditions. This tradition is somewhat garbled and may be connected that the Deuchars' loyalties had transferred from the Stuarts to the Hanoverians and they were unwilling to accompany their feudal superior Lyon into battle. In lie of accompanying him they were obliged to send a man with their best weapon to him to demonstrate their continuing loyalty. The last Laird of Deucar passed it to a relative in Edinburgh and it found its way into the armoury there before eventually, allegedly ended up in the
collection of the Angus Folk Museum. Another tradition says that the sword was held for a time in the Castle of Coull, Aberdeenshire. Deuchar of that Ilk remained in possession of that place until 1815, when the last of the family became insolvent and emigrated to Australia and the estate was passed to trustees. One of the last prominent members of the family was Alexander Deuchar (1777-1845), who revived the Scottish Knights Templars.
Braikie Castle,
Kinnell parish, was built by the Frasers in 1581 and in 1650 it passed to a
branch of the Douglasses, then later to the Earls of Panmure. By 1760 the castle was unoccupied. A century later a housekeeper named Castle
Jean would show interested parties around the building. When asked when the castle was built she
would usually respond with this rhymed reply:
Be it cheap or be it dear, This house was biggit in ae year.
Jean would sometimes vary this with another ditty:
Several hapless
Angus brides have met wit untimely ends which are remembered in local
tradition. At Gella, by the South Esk in
Glen Clova, is a large stone lined circle filled with moss. Locals knew this as the Bride’s Coggie, and there are several versions about how it got its
name. One says that a bride returning
from her honeymoon was thrown from her gig into a marsh at this spot and was
drowned. Another theory says that the
coggie was planted with corn in the expensive days before the repeal of the
Corn Laws. ‘Coggie’ means a small tub or
bowl. A similar word, ‘coggly’,
signifies unsteady or easily overturned, which may have inspired the upset
coach tale. It appears as if the circle
once contained stagnant water, a necessity for resetting flax.
Eastward over the
hills, near the summit of Inchgrundle Hill, is a small hollow called the Bride’s
Bed. A newly married woman lost her life
here, though the manner of her death is not now remembered. It is likely her end was violent because the
ghost of a wretched girl haunts this lonely spot:
But still, at the darksome hour of night
when lurid phantoms fly,
a hapless bride in weeds of white
illumes the lake and sky.
Some of the simplest rhymes are also the most poignant, in that they are merely a collection of mellifluous place-names, in some cases of places which are no longer there or which survive as names of maps only, devoid now of human habitation. Here is one example, which one imagines might have been composed by the six-fingered warrior mentioned above:
Deuchar sits on Deuchar Hill,lookin doon on Birnie Mill,the Whirrock an the Whoggle,
the Burnroot an Ogle,Quiechstrath an Turnafachie,Waterhaughs an Drumlieharrie.
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