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| <tab>He will be remembered as the subject of a satirical but never scornful 56-line song or poem composed by Donald Norman MacLeod. Donald Norman MacLeod (1894-1966), who farmed at McCrimmon where his farmhouse stood at the curve on Highway 34, facing MacMaster’s house a few hundred feet away, was the son of Mr and Mrs William D. MacLeod of Bonnie Briar, and was the brother of Dr J. G. MacLeod of Finch. The song, after circulating for years in manuscript, seems to have been published for the first time in the //Lochinvar to Skye// history of 1988. With much unevenness, it contains some good phrases, and some striking depictions of the GC life of the day, and a vivid sketch of “Pain Killer” himself. A portion of it follows: | <tab>He will be remembered as the subject of a satirical but never scornful 56-line song or poem composed by Donald Norman MacLeod. Donald Norman MacLeod (1894-1966), who farmed at McCrimmon where his farmhouse stood at the curve on Highway 34, facing MacMaster’s house a few hundred feet away, was the son of Mr and Mrs William D. MacLeod of Bonnie Briar, and was the brother of Dr J. G. MacLeod of Finch. The song, after circulating for years in manuscript, seems to have been published for the first time in the //Lochinvar to Skye// history of 1988. With much unevenness, it contains some good phrases, and some striking depictions of the GC life of the day, and a vivid sketch of “Pain Killer” himself. A portion of it follows: |
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| | //He was the sportsman of the clan // \\ |
| | //He early learned to hit the can, // \\ |
| | //And in a row he was in the van // \\ |
| | //Yelling "Cotton Beaver<sup>1</sup> man for man." // \\ |
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| | //He had a farm, he tilled the ground // \\ |
| | //He worked the horses round by round // \\ |
| | //And in winter time when chores got slow // \\ |
| | //Off to the shanty he would go // \\ |
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| | //Off to south woods he did go // \\ |
| | //Himself and Mr A. D. O.<sup>2</sup> // \\ |
| | //But Angie's wit they didn't need // \\ |
| | //So they put Allan on the lead // \\ |
| | |
| | //And if stock got sick, he had no book // \\ |
| | //But for Perry Davis he would look // \\ |
| | //He never thought that there would come a day // \\ |
| | //When he'd become known as P. K. // \\ |
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| | //He worked the farm until he got old // \\ |
| | //He surely made a lot of gold, // \\ |
| | //So Angus Bethune bought the ground // \\ |
| | //And for McCrimmon he was bound // \\ |
| | |
| | //So at last he bought a car // \\ |
| | //But Angie never travelled far // \\ |
| | //At buying calves he tried his luck // \\ |
| | //And he turned the Ford into a truck. // \\ |
| | |
| | //He was honest, kind and true // \\ |
| | //He was a MacMaster through and through, // \\ |
| | //When times got tough and you couldn't pay // \\ |
| | //He'd always put some cash your way. // \\ |
| | |
| | //But time and tide for no man wait // \\ |
| | //And Angie had to meet his fate. // \\ |
| | //They say 'twas written in his will // \\ |
| | //That he'd be buried at Kirk Hill. // \\ |
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| | <tab><sup>1</sup>Cotton Beaver was–and is–approximately the location stated above for Angus’ parents’ home \\ |
| | <tab><sup>2</sup>Allan D. O. MacCrimmon |
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| <fs small>//He was the sportsman of the clan// | |
| </fs> | |
| <fs small>//He early learned to hit the can,// | |
| </fs> | |
| <fs small>//And in a row he was in the van// | |
| </fs> | |
| <fs small>//Yelling “Cotton Beaver* man for man.”// | |
| </fs> | |
| <fs small>//He had a farm, he tilled the ground// | |
| </fs> | |
| <fs small>//He worked the horses round by round// | |
| </fs> | |
| <fs small>//And in winter time when chores got slow// | |
| </fs> | |
| <fs small>//Off to the shanty he would go// | |
| </fs> | |
| <fs small>//Off to south woods he did go// | |
| </fs> | |
| <fs small>//Himself and Mr A. D. O.**// | |
| </fs> | |
| <fs small>//But Angie’s wit they didn’t need// | |
| </fs> | |
| <fs small>//So they put Allan on the lead// | |
| </fs> | |
| <fs small>//And if stock got sick, he had no book// | |
| </fs> | |
| <fs small>//But for Perry Davis he would look// | |
| </fs> | |
| <fs small>//He never thought that there would come a day// | |
| </fs> | |
| <fs small>//When he’d become known as P. K.// | |
| </fs> | |
| <fs small>//He worked the farm until he got old// | |
| </fs> | |
| <fs small>//He surely made a lot of gold,// | |
| </fs> | |
| <fs small>//So Angus Bethune bought the ground// | |
| </fs> | |
| <fs small>//And for McCrimmon he was bound// | |
| </fs> | |
| <fs small>//So at last he bought a car// | |
| </fs> | |
| <fs small>//But Angie never travelled far// | |
| </fs> | |
| <fs small>//At buying calves he tried his luck// | |
| </fs> | |
| <fs small>//And he turned the Ford into a truck.// | |
| </fs> | |
| <fs small>//He was honest, kind and true// | |
| </fs> | |
| <fs small>//He was a MacMaster through and through,// | |
| </fs> | |
| <fs small>//When times got tough and you couldn’t pay// | |
| </fs> | |
| <fs small>//He’d always put some cash your way.// | |
| </fs> | |
| <fs small>//But time and tide for no man wait// | |
| </fs> | |
| <fs small>//And Angie had to meet his fate.// | |
| </fs> | |
| <fs small>//They say ‘twas written in his will// | |
| </fs> | |
| <fs small>//That he’d be buried at Kirk Hill.// | |
| </fs> | |
| <tab>*[Cotton Beaver was–and is–approximately the location stated above for Angus’ parents’ home] **[Allan D. O. MacCrimmon] | |
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| <fs small>//Lochinvar to Skye// 256, 308-309, 577-578, 604-606 * birth: St. Columba CR, 116; MacMillan diary * death 7 Jan. 1941: Lochinvar diary 49 * private information * Charles Macnamara, “The Camboose Shanty,” //Ontario History// Spring 1959 p. 76; also on this patent medicine, Donald MacKay, //The Lumberjacks// (1978) 231 * buys a radio, //Glengarry News// 23 Nov. 1923 * refs. to him as “Mr. Painkiller” & “Mr. Pain-Killer” in local news cols., //Glengarrian// 2 & 9 May 1890 * mention of medicine called Pain-killer, W. D. Flatt, //The Trail of Love// (1916) 186 * Donald Norman MacLeod: //Lochinvar to Skye// 163-165, 167, 257, 603-607 (includes another poem or song by him); //MacLeods//, ii, 350 | <fs small>//Lochinvar to Skye// 256, 308-309, 577-578, 604-606 * birth: St. Columba CR, 116; MacMillan diary * death 7 Jan. 1941: Lochinvar diary 49 * private information * Charles Macnamara, “The Camboose Shanty,” //Ontario History// Spring 1959 p. 76; also on this patent medicine, Donald MacKay, //The Lumberjacks// (1978) 231 * buys a radio, //Glengarry News// 23 Nov. 1923 * refs. to him as “Mr. Painkiller” & “Mr. Pain-Killer” in local news cols., //Glengarrian// 2 & 9 May 1890 * mention of medicine called Pain-killer, W. D. Flatt, //The Trail of Love// (1916) 186 * Donald Norman MacLeod: //Lochinvar to Skye// 163-165, 167, 257, 603-607 (includes another poem or song by him); //MacLeods//, ii, 350 |
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