There are those that call me... Tim...

Gunnery Chief Timothy Drennen MacCraig (Played by Raleigh)

Iaen' un tae be ramfeeselt wi'y mum, now, aye? Thou yi no be taukyng the scots leid rait an proprie, wi'll gait yi leirnd upe an'n awl yi bi waant mair tae bi lyken a MacCraig en no tyme.

Soo, I stairt mi luff en na hoose o mi nan en Helensburgh. An' thad bi mi mums nan, as mi fader nan bi oer en Renfrewshire just oota Glasgow. Lifd en tha hoose wi mi bruthyr Angus til fader wer'ail tae wyrk upe jimp fae tha neu hame dawn en Blantyre en '75. Soom Sap oer enna Dixon Pitts damp deided efre a tackyl bruck and spulld'im tae tha shank baise. Fader taik the corps job efer tha. Angus wyrkd wi'm, lest tul e brint'is grypers acause o tha bllowthnir o '77. I wis jist a lad, no mair quait the wee laddie thou. Auld enuf tae skip tha hoose tae fallagh fader'an Angus en tha 22nd dae o Octubre. Angus spodt me and Da' culled me oer fae a waloppynge', saein I cae wyrk a jyb o tha mains waen aulder. Thaen waer a rour an hwge fyre oot atha Dixion No.1 pit. Fullyd mi eyne like tha lait o tha almichty. I tae tha dae remembre haskynge' "Da' wi caennae doo tha' jyb fae tha mains?" An e tull mi, "Thaen no part o tha jyb lad, noo go gait yr mum!"

Hisna tatty en tha mains eftercum. Tyrns oot fyredamp lit tha coal dust an kildt 207 mainers, incloden a nummer o Angus' freens laik John Liddel an tha McKillop boys. Angus imsaelf gaet birnt an'is gryppers tryn tae pull fulks frae tha fyres. Mum nae laik mi neu jollies fae the mains an tull mi tha oonlye gud fyreblastes were tha cannons o'er Majisty's navy. Thou I wyr tae yoong fae tha acause o some scunner lifdt tha auldness o'tha pewder chippies ta 13.

Guessn she thaught I'd fargyt soon enuf. But wyt Angus no wyrkyn acause o'is handes tha femily neided tha incume. So en Nevembre I wynt tae tha Glasgow city dachs. Tae yoong fae the Navy, byt no tha merchants. Fund tha man Cap'n MacBain o tha RMS Brygewater. Da' was levid tul MacBain hended 'im 25£ fae a yir o'mi sailin. Mum laikdt it beitrn the idaya o'mi wyrkin the mains, tae bi shyr. Spaent mas o'mi luff en shyps o'un kynd or t'other fra tha dae a this. If'n onyly mum'd a knoun whit I'd leirnd soon afer, tha MacBain wae movin mor'n jist letres.

Wee kyddes are smyrt scunners, mae no mistak o tha. MacBain ded, an soon I sae enuf whit'e wae duin. T'is aisy quhit money tae kerry letres fae Hyr Majisty, thou t'is quhit'r money tae tak opium lung fae tha reid. E'd bi takin louds o'tha crap fra Bombay an tae HongKong.

Tuk tha Navy tae faind 'im soon enuf an whin i wae 14 MacBain wae Hauldt wae en yrons. Tha neu Cap'n dinnae tak a lyken tae mi as MacBain, and lefdt mi en HongKong. Luck fae mi acause I stil kneu somma MacBain's men. A yir o'so I hylpdt a lil chinaman mix'is pewders an fyrewyrks fae tha festyvals.

Efer a'tyme they faind' mi a spot en tha perat Snow-brig Dominica-Antonia. An shy wae a beut o snow. Wi 18 demi-can an' a sweval. Whin I gaet on wi the Gunner's Maet, thaught I'd aboot deid o'appines. Ad my faerst gudly lung tyme wae mi grypers en tha pewder en tha'un. Cap'n Vaanderlug ran a tait shyp, an wi puldt a gud nummer o haist oot o'tha opium runners fae Bombay an beche-de-mer runners oot a'tha Feegees.

Maed a gud nommer o'quid wyrken fae Vaanderlug, no tae sae un o'mi beestis freens en mi luff. Jorge "Stan'there" Standaert. E'wys a mate tae tha shyp's carpenter. Rait jollie fella e'wys. An'e wys tha faerst tae bryng upe tha tauk o'the riches o'Mars, saein the Brits crown wyr a change tha opium laws agein an tak a gud chuk'o tha wyrth oota tha treid.

Byt Mars was styl fraesh. The folk wyr a might ornery, but tha goos jyst aboot anywyr. Noo, I'd seen hame a tyme o tae wyrken wi MacBain, but no since stairten fyr Vaanderlug. Soos I tak mi'leef o tha Dominica-Antonia and gyts a ticket hame. Sees mi femily fae tha faerst tyme en yirs and wyt mi savings haev a gran' ol tyme.

MI folks wyr hoipin I'd a came hame fyr gud. But Angus tulls mi asaid an seid Da' wyrnt breithin so gud acause o the mains. I tulls'im an Da' aboot whit I bin heiren aboot the quid camin'n frae Mars. Agein Da'ees levid an tulls me o tha sturies o tha Martians an whit thae dae tae tha explour's an' queen's men. Wi buck oer'ih an nigh came tae stryks til I shaims'im fyr no thynkin a MacCraig cyn tak it awl.

'E eyned mi fyr a lung whyl afor gyn tae tha shed'n camin beck wi'a claidheamh mòr nigh lung tae a man an tulls mi tha iffn I go tae Mars, I go wi tha gard o the lyne o MacCraigs. Seid tha sword wyr takd by Andreas MacCraig against the English a Bannockburn uner Black Douglas, tuld mi it kildt foor cav'ry an tae English officers. Soos Afer a tyme a'hame, I goos tae buck a ticket tae Karkarham

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Sources cited:
http://www.undiscoveredscotland.co.uk/usfeatures/timeline/to1900.html
http://www.scottishmining.co.uk/58.html
http://www.corpun.com/kiss1.htm

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