The Highland bagpipe : $b its history, literature, and music: with some account of the traditions, superstitions, and anecdotes relating to the instrument and its tunesManson, W. L. (William Laird)
History
The Highland bagpipe : $b its history, literature, and music: with some account of the traditions, superstitions, and anecdotes relating to the instrument and its tunes
Manson, W. L. (William Laird)
Bagpipe
The piper struck up the “Cock of the North” very suddenly, to the
surprise of everyone. When he entered the room he nearly fell, the floor
was so smooth. Next, his big drone touched the chandeliers, under which
were standing three or four ladies with the usual long trains to their
dresses. He naturally became somewhat embarrassed, for he had to watch
his tune, to watch his feet, to watch the chandelier, as well as to
avoid the ladies’ dresses, and at the same time to watch “John,” who
ultimately led him into the recesses of a window, where he played the
“Highland Scottische” and “Reel of Tulloch.” This done, it was part of
his programme to play “The Campbells are coming,” and make his exit by
the door through which he entered. There were, unfortunately for him,
too many doors, and, as “John” had left, he was again perplexed. He,
however, made for, as he thought, the proper door, under the same
difficulties as he experienced on his entrance; but, instead of getting
out, he was landed in a pantry where there were two young women busily
engaged cutting up sandwiches. Here he was kept prisoner for about half
an hour. Any pipers who have had the same experience will admit that it
requires no little confidence and caution to discharge satisfactorily
such duties under similar circumstances.
There is a story told of another piper, which does not terminate quite
so happily. Piper Hugh Mac L—— was engaged to play at an Irish wedding.
Now, Irish people are generally very kind, and on such occasions are
possessed of a good supply of “the mercies.” The room in which the
wedding was held was rather small for dancing purposes, considering the
number of guests. They therefore placed a table in the corner of the
room, on the top of it a chair, and on the top of that a small flat
stool, on which sat the piper. Here he blew with might and main till
three o’clock in the morning, when down fell piper, pipes, and all on
the floor. There were, luckily, no bones broken. Legs were broken, but
they were wooden ones. After this somewhat amusing catastrophe the music
ceased for the night.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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