Och, canna ye no see the grate haggis of a stare, Davie Niven, ae true Scot, climpin haes foote ain yon Hebridies. Eriskay ut wore, ain ye outer burns. Prinse Charles Edward Stuart are wha Davie be. Wee hae Herbert Lomas -- brae Scot wha chaingt haes nam to Lom -- aes Kinloch Moidart ane Simon Lockhart ais haes yunge sun, Alan, wis thae rest o' thae "Sefen Mens O' Moidart"! Rootin rite behine im wer thosands o brae mauns. Scads o' them there wer. Aye, buit mony a Frenche 'n Scottie lad wer deed in deypt woter neer Dunkirk earliair. Mony a doon pours hae reckt them ain thair shipes aplentie. The whins cume cruele, soe bute uist a hanful a tha 7000 tha' begann, crye, Hair be Bonnie Prince Charlie! The Yonge Chevalier ane, sume saye, The Sun of a Gondelier.

Set foote ain Scotland, a' last!

Rais yon stantard! Hoist are tarkets. Claymores a the readie four ail are Stuarts! Riteful Lairds o' Albion, the Kingdome United -- Aye, shude wee bee! James II, plaid by Henry Oscar, hee e'en onct bin King, wi thae Marquis o' Tullibardine -- hae be tha fine actor, Finlay Currie -- frae thair royals hans cume the flag.

Thair, ane tha whete sands o' Eriskay, aits bluidy rebellione por are Scots. Dathe aur Victorie! Tha dait wor 23 Julsye 1745.

Now hair, leek flick-a-fleak-a fleek, wi mony a pennant, scads o' them, fluterin in the breezies, eare cumes Ranald MacDonald, first o' are chieves tae sae, Hoorae fore Scottie! Hoorae four Charlie, are bonnie lad! Maister Franklin Dyall plaid thaes pairt. Ain Sassenach, aie think. Ane thae stant a' Glenfinnan, bye aure stane o' Loch Shiel.

Thair, ane the 19th o' Auguste, 1775, ait waur ale begann. Mony a dae, scad bye scad, hae paste sinse then, wood ye no agree, me darlin' Gracie? Hair, hae a dram! Ait's Lagavulin -- ainly thae baste fore ye! Drink upe, Sweat Aigg. Thairs plentie mair fore sich a sorry stourie, ase I tell ye, bonie lassie.

Upe are glen cumes Cameron o' Lochiele. Thaes Guy Le Feuvre, a finie auld Scottie naime thot! Ain aires Stuart Kindsell aes MacDonald o' Apridale. Aul raze thair swords four air Charlie!

Mor ane 1500 Camerones, MacDonalds, Fraisers, Macleans ane MacGraegors raise tae haes calle!

Aur Charlie wor a charmaire!

Alas, hae spake no thae Gaelic, atho hae wor rait grate ain Aitalian and thae Frenche. Ain o'cours, hae wood ha' nedde o' tha Sassenach tonge wen hae raicht Lowndon.

Ain wha aboute Ainglund, ye arsk? Aye, doon thair be Maister Martin Miller ase George II, ae yursurper ain thae Sun o' ae Yursurper, doon scads o' yairs. Ain there bae Elwyn Brook-Jones, thae Evil Won, the cursaed Duke o' Cumeberland. Hay hoo wair sich ae butchair. Thae aire sune ain thae marche agin, wha thae caulit, "Dethe tae thae hated *Jacobites!"

Bye thane, aur Charlie aes crost thae Healands tae Perthe, wer aur Kinges are a'was Crownd ain thae Stane o' Scone. Thair Charlie are joint bye mony a Clansmaun -- The Donald awe ware Morland Graham, Clanranald awe ware Tommy Duggan, Glenalandale awe ware Hector Ross, ain Macleod awe ware Ronald Adam. Soon, thair cumes braw Jock Hawkins ase Laird George Murray. He bee a brainy maun ane ae guid soldair. Hae ware mad Lieutenant General awe thae Jacobite Armie. Thaes wye thae hae ain Sassenacht tae plae haes pairt

Na', wot o' the cowardlie Campbells, ye arsk. Nae won are be sene ain BONNIE PRINCE CHARLIE! Could ait bee, Alexander Korda mad a pact wi' thae Soupe Peeple. I wood nae hae me doots!

Now, Laird George, gane hepe bye Charlie ain hais finne silk pantelones and wavin' hais cockayde hat, bring thaes Armie ale tha waye ta Edinbourgh bye September 17the. Charlie staes a' Hallyrood Hoose, wer hae talks upe mony a bonie lassie, scads o'em, lik yurselle. Thairs that lang shank a yor Sassenach, Margaret Leighton, ase aur Heroine, Flora Macdonald. Thair ale dancin' tha nite away.

Flick-a-fleak-a-fleek!

Fore dayes latre, Laird George n' Charlie roots thos Rade Cotes o' tha Cumeberland ain thaer tippeny Hessians brot bye G. H. Mulcaster ase thae Duke o' Neucastle. Took 'em frae thae southe thae deed n' sent 'm scadaddling. Ain 15 minuts, Aire Charlie ha woon tha Feeld a' Prestonpans!

Thene, aes flick-a-fleak-a-fleek, mony a scad o 'fleek! Och, thair's balls ane Edinburgh, scads o' balls, ain there's baittles a mony, scades o' them, too. Boot, aich aes flick-a-fleak-a-fleek, like are pour filum wore torn to scads.

O nain tae worrie, t'oure Davie, t'oure Bonnie Charlie hae mony a' fren. Guid Johnnie Laurie ees Blinde Jimmie, a mon are es abel tae see thro the groanin' trees. Ain thairs wisie John Rae ase Duncan. Charlie leeds 'em ain thair 5,500 neebors thru thae Sassenach Gate, lang Scots miles bye foote ain bye naig, a' tha waye ta Derby. Wood be 120 miles tae Lowndon naixt, sayes Charlie!

Och, nae, saye hais fancie avisors. Retrait, retrait, thae crie.

Jest wen aur Rebellion ase bleezin' finelie!

Flick-a-fleak-a-fleek.

A waye bak ta Glasgie they goe. Ain thair Charlie metes yon bonie Judy Campbell ase Clementine Walkinshaw, who tarnt oot tae bee Charlie's True Luv.

Fllick-a-fleak-a-fleek, ain Jock Hawkin's Laird George an' Charlie bring the Heeland Armie tae mete Cumeberland ain haes brackish Han-ovariens a' Falkirk, 17th o' Januarie, 1746. Chased bye ghaists ane houlets thru thae snaw they wair. Aneother Glorious Victorie por Aire Charlie! Frae Glenfinnan tae Falkirk, wee n'er hae ben defaited.!

Ain again, thae cootie Officers 'n fancy foorin avisors saye, Retrait, retrait.

So ait wair, ain thae 16th o' Aprile, 1746, the Floure a tha Healands, teered tae deeth 'n betraid bye tha Campbells, mete Cumeberland and hees Hessians a' Culloden Moore, sou' a Inverness. Roades hade bin dugge afore tae bring upe canons, ane Thae Dukes 8,000 mauns -- traint wi tha neu Browne Bess 'n bayonnete, thae wor, tae stab aire laddies en tha bak -- slaughtaird 2,000 o' Charlie's 5,000 brae Armie mauns. Ait wor a greefe 'n a lamente por tha Clans, who wood na forgit.

The Scots woulde bee undre the Sassenach, evermore.

Ain thaes Anthony Kimmon"s flick, wee hae a fewe swift scenes, flick-a-fleak-a-fleek, a Charlie ane Flora MacDonald hidin' ane Isle o' Skye, ane then hee sails awaye frae Arisaig ain a shipe thae Frenches hae sent fore haim. Ane thair singin' "Ore the Sea tae Skye."

Wha dide Ay think a BONNIE PRINCE CHARLIE as a flick, ma deare? Ait looked marvelouse acaus 'a Robert Krasker's pitchurs, bute the wordes o Maister Clemence Dane wor sulky poore, ane the music o Ian Whyte wor a muckle.

Ain ither wordes, bonie Gracie: "Ait wor rotten, Rotten, ROTTEN!"

-------------Spoken this day, September 14, 1948, by Hamish Stuart MacDonald.

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*Jacobites -- noun, from the Latin for James, a referenced to James Stuart, James II of Great Britain, Charle's Grandfather.

EDITORS NOTE: Mr. MacDonald' s ancient Post-War review was translated by him from the Gaelic into neither Broad Scots nor Lallans, but an interesting dialect and spelling of his own devising, which he dained to call Scaddian, after the Norse influences in the Orkneys, from whence he came. Neither I nor Epinions, Ltd. take any responsibility for the accuracy of his writings. Any connection between the London Film, BONNIE PRINCE CHARLIE, or David Niven's performance in said film, with real events or the person of the real Prince Charles Edward Stuart (who spoke English with a Polish accent) is entirely coincidental.

______Alaistair Macresarf (Editor for Sir Nirav Tolia, Chairman of Epinions, Ltd.), who notes that his Mother was born on Isle of Skye, and that his Father's family home, Easterbuie, is on the edge of Culloden Moor, did not think much of BONNIE PRINCE CHARLIE either. However, he would note further, on behalf of Epinions, Ltd., that David Niven, indeed a Scotsman, was told by Alexander Korda after World War II that the film would make him a Star. It was so poorly financed, suffered so many delays due to bad weather, ran into so many political and economic objections to its subject, and was so haphazardly put together, that BONNIE PRINCE CHARLIE almost ruined his career.

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