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Rotarian Reuben Mac- Donald Gives In spir- ing Talk On Poetry And Life of Scot- land’s Beloved Bard. I

Mr. Reuben MacDonald talking before the Charlottetown Rotary Club yesterday gave the follow- ing much appreciated address:--

"Come back with me to Madi- son Square Garden, New York. last Halloween when 30.000 fren- zied, flag-waving, cheering Doma- crata greeted President Roose- velt by singing first “The Star

‘ Spangled Banner” and then "Auld

Lanfl Sync”, whilst on New Year‘s| Eve millions of revellers in Times Square and in hundreds of hotels sang the old year out with “Auld Lang Sync."

“Thus, consciously or unconsci- ously that modern Babylon of many races and tongues, paid a. tribute to the universality of the author of “Auld Lang Syne", Robert Burns, an impressive demonstration re“- peated in other lands, of the fact that Scotland's greatest poet. though dead nearly 141 years, yet speaketh, that he is 178 years old I today and, like Abraham Lincoln, he ‘belongs to the ages.’ He is one oi the gifts that Scotland gave to

. the world, yet kept for herself for

entertainment, solace and inspira- tlon.

“Why does Bums live in so many hearts today? Why has his

with the posing years and still girdles the globe like the British‘ drumbeat? Why is he numbered

Rotary Club, in common with or- ganlzations the world over, Scotch and non Scotch, delighting in hon- curing his memory today?

"I might say, ‘Read his life and his writings; let them speak for themselves.’ But I am down for a talk on Burns and must fill up my time, even at the risk of re- peatlng an oft-told tale.

“From the embarrassingly rich

temporary and later writers, Carlyle, Scott, Tennyson, Lockhart and

emerges: Robert Bums was the poet oi.’ the rank and mile of humanity, the champion of democracy, of the downtrodden, the unfortunate, the underprivileg- ed— a, name we often hear in Ro- tary,- and considering his love of good fellowship what a. Rotorian he would have made!

“The Plowman poet, interpreter of Scotland's peasantry, restored Scotland's national life, brought to a low ebb after a. century of reli- gious strife and persecution fol- lowing the Jacobite uprisings. He taught Scots to love Scotland, to be fearless, independent and hon-

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the unconscious poet carried un- harmed to the nearest house, an event symbolic of the storms, trials and tribulations which were his Until. at the early age of 37 1-2 years. death wrote the end of the chapter. and Scotland mourned the passing of this intellectual, temperamental, imaginative, emo- tional man of letters, the lovable, hlgh-mlrlted generous, kindly, sympathetic Bard of Ayr, whose life was prematurely burned out by the fire of his own contending passions, as he fought the battles of the flesh and spirit, the end hastened by poverty, dissipation, disappoint- ment, snd at times despair.

perb characterization.

“‘The Jolly Beggars’ o! which Scott says it was not inferior to any poem in the whole range of English poetry, ‘Halloween’ which has been placed among his best, ‘A Winter Night’ called the voice of mercy itself, "The Brigs of Ayr, ‘The Lament,‘ ‘The Death of Poor Malllle,’ ‘Bonny Donn,’ ‘Sweet Af- ton,’ ‘John Anderson My Joe,‘ ‘Auld Lang Sync’; such satirical poems as the ‘Address to the Diel,‘ ‘Holy Willie's Prayer,’ ‘The Kirk's Alarm,’ ‘The Holy Fair‘ (these four based on theological disputes, for he could argue as well as he could write) are included in the long list.

“As to his religion I refer you to the sermon oi Rev. Dr. J. K. Pres- er summarised in yesterday's Guardian. ~

"Though most of us have passed the age of susceptibility, we have learned by experience to appreci-

“Let us briefly sketch his life. Working hard with his brothers and sisters to help his father, the hard-driven tenant farmer, William Burns, eke out a meagre living on sterile farms, haunted by debt, in a. day and age when there was no Farmers’ Creditors Arrangement Act, ‘snatching at scraps of learn- ing as he worked,’ at l4 a skilled plowman, at 16 the principal lab- orer on his father's farm, and as the poet says himself, ‘enduring the cheerless gloom of a hermit, the increasing toil of a galley slave,’ at l9 studying on the smug- gling coast at anoted school, learn- ing surveying, and a good deal of human nature as he chummed and drank with smugglers, the destruc- tion of his flax dressing shop by flre started during New Year's car- ousing, leaving him pennlless; the death of his father, who was far gone in consumption; his life, happy at times, at Mosigiel, Loch- lea and Tarbolton, his departure to Jamaica abandoned as the first ed- ition of his poems, which took Scotland by storm, netted him £20; though a later edition sold for £600; his marriage to Jean Ar- 1110111‘; 1115 Journey to Edinburgh where he was wined, dined and ac- claimed as the Bard of Caledonia, where his brilliancy as a, conver- sationalist carried the Duchess of Gordon ofi.’ her feet, but where he received little financial aid and was obliged to sleep in an attic; his acceptance when at Ellisland oi the £50 a year job as exciseman; his removal to Dumfries where his salary was increased to £70 and later cut in two, the breakdown of his health as he reaped the physi- cal seeds which he had sowed wit- tinzly and unwittingly; his path- etic appeal for a loan of £10 to keep him out of jail, and finally his death on July 21, 1796, four days before the birth of his ninth child, are among the outlines of his career, during which. fortun- ately for posterity, the flower of his genius was not born to blush unseen.

“Bums is but another illustrat- ion cf the saying, ‘A poet is born, not made.‘ It is not known of any poetic or literary genius among his ancestors, though Carlyle says ‘He was fortunate 1n his father, val-

est and to realize that

‘The rank ls but theguinea stamp, The man's the gowd for a’ that.’ Of him lt may be said, ‘Give me . the man who makes the songs of the nation, and I care not who makes the laws.’

"He ranks high among the lyric poets of all time, his lyrics being an epitome oi melodies. moods and memories belonging to centuries of national life. He had few equals as a satirlst and descrip- tive writer, as a character portray- er, as an exemplar of- Scottish wit and humor.

“There are two great natural , Itoseberry, ‘which seem sheer in- spiration and nothing else, ilic miracle of Shakespeare and thc~ miracle of Burns.’

There are poet: and other writ- ers of whose lives it is not neces- sary to know much in order to tin-l , dcrstand their work; but in tliei case of Burns we need to know both the man and poet because lie has put his life into his 5011385 of

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which Tennyson wrote: “in shape each of them has the perfection of a berry; in light, the radiance oil the dewdrop."

‘Described by Wordsworth as the great genius who has brought poc- try back to nature, Burns, we are , lold, harvested the gift! of nature j and environment. I may add: i llis poems reflect lOVI‘ of life and

laughter. love of women, of love

liscli, of home and family, and i alas, too ofien, the love of convivial companionship and strong drink. "His background had its lights and SllfldO\\'S,—-Sllfld0\\'5 which bring out by contra"; the glories of his amazing gemus- as a. dark cloud brings out the beauties of the rain- bow. “Shortly alter his birth on Jim-

Doon in Alloway in ilic County of Ayr, the clay built humble cot- tage in which lie first saw the day and which is now reverenily pre-

partly demolished by a. blizzard, and

BRINGING UP

of his served as a national shrine, was Shanier’ with its wealth of imag- iery. its inimitable humor and mi-

uing knowledge, possessing some and open-minded for more. a man of keen insight and devoted heart,‘ who was able to teach some of his children himself and talk iiitelli. gently with them, but the poet's mother could not write her name. “But the spark of genius in Rob- ert was eventually fanned‘ into flame in various ways. At the age of ten he learned from an old woman residing in the family tales- and songs of devils, fairies and other folk lore. Though his read- ing was not exteiriive, it was in- tensive and included the Bible. the works of the best English and Scot-

forces in British literature,’ says U511 DON-S- and hiSY-OPY 811d b105-

rabhy: and lie cultivated and im- proved a taste for poetry, dram- atic fiction and letter writing. His was a hunger and thirst forknow- ledge.

“As one commentator said ‘He took old songs, many of them rib- aid and obscene, and with a touch of supreme, inspired alchemy, trrinsmuted them into pure liter- ary gold.’

"Burns sang because lie could not help it, sang to make him forget his troubles. sang like a nightin-

gale nnd like a nightingale kept

singing until he (lied.

"its he himself ivrnte, and here ict me my his letters were liter- ary masterpieces, ‘The poetic gen- ius of my country found me at the plow, threw lier liisgrlring mantle. round nic. She made nic sing the loves, the joys, the rural scenes and rural pleasure of my iiaiire soil in my native tongue. I iunccl my wild, ariloss nature as iihe iii- spired.’

"His themes were of grcni var- iety. We ‘llltyhlhc simple _\'ct 0:.‘- qilisite ode to the mountain daisy, the field mouse, the wouiiriorl hare, we have classics as ‘Man Wan lifarle to Moiirii,’ ‘A Man's A Man For A‘ That,’ ‘Scots Wlia. I-Iiic,‘ and the ‘Callers Saturday Night.’

"Burns himself and the majority critics favored ‘Tam O'-

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ate these lines of another great poet:

‘New hope may bloom and days

may come Of milder, calmer beam, But there's nothing half as sweet in life

As love's young dream.’

“Evidently Burns thought so,end at the age of l7, smitten with the charms of Nellie Fitzpatrick, he wrote a. love song. which he him- nelf said was puerlle and silly, al- though even at that age his bud- dmg talent was revealed. It was the forerunner of many love songs.

“A man of warm passion, believ- ing almost every woman was a goddess, as one orator has put it, lie loved not wisely but too well.

Need I remind you of the story of Jean Armour, by whom he was Jilted but whom he subsequently

new loves in the meantime, the most notable being Mary Campbell, whose untimely death naturally was made the theme of his sadly sweet lays.

"He composed a number to his wife, such as:

‘Of a’ the airts the winds can blow

I dearly lo‘ the west,

For there the bonnie lassie lives

The lassie I lo’ best.

There wildwoods grow and rivers

row

And many‘? hill between,

By day and night my fancy’s

flight

Is ever wl’ my Jean.’

“His aflection embraced not only living but inanimate things, almost everything except what was cruel, base and mean. some oi the lines which are most widely quoted to- day have had lowly settings.

‘Oh, waud some power the glitie

gle us,’ was written to a

louse.

‘The best laid schemes o’ mice and men‘. to a field mouse whose nest he had overturned with his plow.

‘Pleasures are like poppies spread,

You seize the flower, the bloom

is shed:

0r like the snowfall on the river

One moment white, then melts

forever’, appeared in ‘Tam O'Shanter’, who was seeing things at night in his drunken delirium.

"I liave spoken of his love of home and family, reminding us of his oft-quoted lines: '

‘To make a happy fireside chime

To weens and wife, that's the

true pathos and sublime 0i human life.’

"Recalling to us the words ut- tered .by the former King Edward as he gave up the throne for the sake of the woman he loved, and when he lamented that, like his brother King George, he did not have the ‘matchlcss blessing en- joyed by so many of you, and not bestowed upon me,—a happy home with his wife and children,‘ he might have added such as also Burns had.

“One of his most pathetic poems was addressed to Lord Glencairn, who had befriended him in Edin- burgh. The closing lines are

‘The bridegroom may forget the

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ide ‘Ihat was his wedded wife yes- ireen, The monarch may forget the crown . ‘Phat on his head an hour hath been; The mother may forget the child Tluit smiles in sweetly on her kncc, remember thee, Glen- cairn,

And a’ that thou has done for

me.‘

“After reading Burns," a writer says, "we hear the ripple of the stream over the pebbles, the rustle of the barley rigs, the roar of winds through the pines. the mur- mur of the sea, thunder on the hills, the wail of woe, the march of veterans, the clash of battle, the shouts of joyous revellersfwe are the smiles of meeting, the tears of parting, the banks and brses of Bonnie Doon; wo realize all Scot- land was in his verse.

“We can well imagine that when Burns appeared before Saint Peter, i.lie mint who holds the key of heaven may have addressed him thus: ‘You, Robert Burns, have been disciplined by the kirk. you

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glers and ne'er do wells, the slave oi drink which you have glorified by praising John Barleycorn and by writing such lines as: ‘Gle him strong drink until he wink That singing in despair, And liquor guld to fire his bluid Oppressed by grief and care,’ "You have certainly not promoted prohibition in Scotland. “You have given utterance to revolutionary doctrines, you have bad shameful affairs with women. “ "1‘o oflset this, I may say that while other men, generals, states- men, monarchs, have had their af- fairs secretly and thought they got away with it, you married the, woman. You were frank, sincere and honest. You have been no hypocrite. You have properly dir- ected your immortal satires against snobbery, false pride of birth and false pretense of religion. You have made Scotland beloved of many who have not seen it. You have always been honourable and play- ed the man, and your ‘Cotterls Sat- urday Night’ alone should wlpe out many of your sins. “And now that saint Andrew has pleaded with me, 1 can only say your good deeds far outnum- beriyour bad. To you posterity is much beholden, so come right in. and enter now the ivory gates and golden!‘ "Let me conclude with the fol- lowing lines from Robert Ingersoll on visiting the birthplace of Bums, and written in the cottage at Ayr.

The Birthplace of Burns

“ ‘Though Scotland boasts a thous- and names

Of Patriot, king and peer,

The noblest, grandest of them all

Was loved and cradled here.

Here lived the gentle peasant prince.

The loving cotter's king,

Compared with whom the grandest

d

lor Is but a titled thing.

""Tis but a cot roofed in with straw,

A hovel made oi clay;

One door shuts out the snow and otorm,

One window greets the day.

‘And yet i stand within this room

And hold all thrones in scorn,

For here benehth this lowly thatch

Tara's sweetest bard was born.

“Within this hallowed hut I feel Like one who clasps a shrine.

touched The something seemed divine. And here the world through ail the

have been the comrade of smug-

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‘Tm on Fire." ing a match had snapped the head off and it evidently fell on Mrs. Stewart's dress, stantly. Mrs. H but the horrified girl ran out en op- posite door. a living torch. Two other ladies who vwmt-"to"her"ald' were instantly in danger, clothes catching fire in I mmlelfi m-s. Harper realizing that all the costumed people were in danger ran for aid and as she did so a flaming figure came found to be Mrs. (Dr.) Dick Wil- When the glad lips at last have llama. per seemed doomed. A policeman happening on the scene caught the doaned woman, knocked the flam-

TETIBngTas day returns, The tribute of its love and tears

Will pay to Robert Burns.’ "

Two guests, Mr. James Calder, and Mr. W. E. Cotton, were pres- ent. Mr. Calder favoured the club with two vocal selections, "Flow Gently Sweet Afton," and “A Man's a Man for a’ ‘That!’

President J. M. Murley reminded members that Tuesday, February 2nd, will be ladies night.

Rotarlon Orrin MacGregor was in the chair.

Charlottetown Lady Has Narrow Escape At Phantom Dance

The recent tragedy at the Phan- tom: Social club in Selma, Ala, on Dec. 29th in which five young

matrons were burned to death and

a dozen others were very badly bumed, came very nearly touching

a Charlottetown home as Mrs. iDr.) W. Harper, formerly Miss Adele Gordon, daughter of Mrs. D. Gor- don, Rochford Street, escaped death by a miracle. Harper said that on Tuesday night the Phantom Club, of which she and the Doctor are members, gave their annual dance. men were not in costume but the ladies wore beautiful Russian cos- fimfsgglxlteholfilgglotghggts’ white Christmas was turned into deep- pants and white canton flannel “t s°"°w' _ tunics. The grand march was to have started at 10 p.m. to open what was one of of the grandest Phantom dances in their five years of organization. Mrs. Harper had left her husband in the ballroom and joined other dressing room, getting their num- bers for the dance. Mrs. Harper

In writing Mrs.

The gentle-

Russian

ladies in the

Someone in light-

igniting it in- iu-per ran to her

their

toward her, later For an instant Mrs. Har-

around her in an endeavorTT: smother the fire, but all in vain, She had been running to the swimming pool.

Crowding into the hall-way ll terror of the fire which was rapid- ly spreading from one costume ts another, five ladies met death and many others were terribly burned. , All unconscious of its meaning l the men in the hall-room awaiting wives and rmeathearts heard a commotion and thought the march was about to begin, so somebody turned off the lights and put on the spot lights as a signal for the orchestra. Before a note was struck Mrs. Tyler Cleveland's flaming figure showed up and con- fusion reigned, the men rushing to aid in every way possible with fear in their hearts for their dear ones.