Ellen McJones Aberdeen

MACPHAIRSON CLONGLOCKETTY ANGUS McCLAN     Was the son of an elderly labouring man;     You've guessed him a Scotchman, shrewd reader, at sight,     And p'r'aps altogether, shrewd reader, you're right.     From the bonnie blue Forth to the lovely Deeside,     Round by Dingwall and Wrath to the mouth of the Clyde,     There wasn't a child or a woman or man     Who could pipe with CLONGLOCKETTY ANGUS McCLAN.     No other could wake such detestable groans,     With reed and with chaunter with bag and with drones:     All day and ill night he delighted the chiels     With sniggering pibrochs and jiggety reels.     He'd clamber a mountain and squat on the ground,     And the neighbouring maidens would gather around     To list to the pipes and to gaze in his een,     Especially ELLEN McJONES ABERDEEN.     All loved their McCLAN, save a Sassenach brute,     Who came to the Highlands to fish and to shoot;     He dressed himself up in a Highlander way,     Tho' his name it was PATTISON CORBY TORBAY.     TORBAY had incurred a good deal of expense     To make him a Scotchman in every sense;     But this is a matter, you'll readily own,     That isn't a question of tailors alone.     A Sassenach chief may be bonily built,     He may purchase a sporran, a bonnet, and kilt;     Stick a skean in his hose wear an acre of stripes     But he cannot assume an affection for pipes.     CLONGLOCKETY'S pipings all night and all day     Quite frenzied poor PATTISON CORBY TORBAY;     The girls were amused at his singular spleen,     Especially ELLEN McJONES ABERDEEN,     "MACPHAIRSON CLONGLOCKETTY ANGUS, my lad,     With pibrochs and reels you are driving me mad.     If you really must play on that cursed affair,     My goodness! play something resembling an air."     Boiled over the blood of MACPHAIRSON McCLAN     The Clan of Clonglocketty rose as one man;     For all were enraged at the insult, I ween     Especially ELLEN McJONES ABERDEEN.     "Let's show," said McCLAN, "to this Sassenach loon     That the bagpipes CAN play him a regular tune.     Let's see," said McCLAN, as he thoughtfully sat,     "'IN MY COTTAGE' is easy I'll practise at that."     He blew at his "Cottage," and blew with a will,     For a year, seven months, and a fortnight, until     (You'll hardly believe it) McCLAN, I declare,     Elicited something resembling an air.     It was wild it was fitful as wild as the breeze     It wandered about into several keys;     It was jerky, spasmodic, and harsh, I'm aware;     But still it distinctly suggested an air.     The Sassenach screamed, and the Sassenach danced;     He shrieked in his agony bellowed and pranced;     And the maidens who gathered rejoiced at the scene     Especially ELLEN McJONES ABERDEEN.     "Hech gather, hech gather, hech gather around;     And fill a' ye lugs wi' the exquisite sound.     An air fra' the bagpipes beat that if ye can!     Hurrah for CLONGLOCKETTY ANGUS McCLAN!"     The fame of his piping spread over the land:     Respectable widows proposed for his hand,     And maidens came flocking to sit on the green     Especially ELLEN McJONES ABERDEEN.     One morning the fidgety Sassenach swore     He'd stand it no longer he drew his claymore,     And (this was, I think, in extremely bad taste)     Divided CLONGLOCKETTY close to the waist.     Oh! loud were the wailings for ANGUS McCLAN,     Oh! deep was the grief for that excellent man;     The maids stood aghast at the horrible scene     Especially ELLEN McJONES ABERDEEN.     It sorrowed poor PATTISON CORBY TORBAY     To find them "take on" in this serious way;     He pitied the poor little fluttering birds,     And solaced their souls with the following words:     "Oh, maidens," said PATTISON, touching his hat,     "Don't blubber, my dears, for a fellow like that;     Observe, I'm a very superior man,     A much better fellow than ANGUS McCLAN."     They smiled when he winked and addressed them as "dears,"     And they all of them vowed, as they dried up their tears,     A pleasanter gentleman never was seen     Especially ELLEN McJONES ABERDEEN.