Not having a political opinion is in itself a political opinion that expresses your strong desire to maintain the status quo. JGF

"free society exists only so long as it is governed by the rule of law"

The Hon Sir Gerard Brennan, AC KBE, Chief Justice of Australia

on JUDICIAL INDEPENDENCE, 2 Nov 1996, The Australian Judicial Conference,

University House, Australian National University, Canberra.

Alias names: Robert Roy Campbell as named on Will (Testament Dative and Inventary); Red MacGregor; Rob Roy. When the name MacGregor was again outlawed in 1694 he used his mother’s last name and its from the Campbell pedigree that some MacGregors are descendant from Scotland's Royal Stewarts and England's Royal Plantagenets. 

Born: 7 March 1671 at Glengyle, Trossach, Loch Katrine, 3rd son of his parents Donald Glas and Margaret Campbell.  Dating back to the 1400s Rob Roy's paternal line consisted of consecutive Chieftains at Glengyle, his da being the 5th.

Christened: 1671 Raibert Ruadh MacGregor.

Married: January 1693 to Mary Helen (1672-1745 (73)) at Corrie Arklet farm near Inversnaid in Stirlingshire.  Mary's dad Gregor MacGergor, her mum Catherine MacLaren

Rob Roy was well known as a Scottish highland outlaw (by forced circumstance rather than choice) his reputation as the Scottish Robin Hood was exaggerated in Sir Walter Scott’s novel Rob Roy (1818) and in some passages in the poems of William Wordsworth. He frequently signed himself Rob Roy (“Red Rob”), in reference to his dark red hair.

Political activities: 


1689 Rob Roy fought under Viscount Dundee at Killiecrankie, allegedly joined the Lennox Watch.

1701 Rob Roy was Clan Gregor leader, he acquired land on Loch Lomond (Loch Laomainn - 'Lake of the Elms') "The Bonnie Banks o' Loch Lomond"; and

 

Balquidder was where Rob Roy prospered as a legitimate cattle dealer.

According to BBC, a 2005 poll of Radio Times readers voted Loch Lomond as the sixth greatest natural wonder in Britain.

 

1711-1712 Rob Roy borrowed £1,000 from the Duke of Montrose, however one of his men absconded with the duke's money; as a result an order was issued for Rob Roy's arrest. Montrose's arch-enemy, the Duke of Argyll, was supporting Rob Roy by giving him refuge in Glenshira near Inverary. Montrose took his revenge by seizing Rob Roy's Loch Lomond house and evicting Rob Roy's wife (Mary) and four young sons in the depths of winter.

1713 the Earl of Breadalbane gave Rob Roy land in Glen Dochart.

1715 Jacobite Rising, Rob Roy mustered Clan Gregor as Jacobites. He led successful raids around Loch Lomond and Callander. All accused Jacobites were charged with High Treason.

1716 (English) government mercenaries razed his family residence in retaliation.

1716, the duke of Argyll gave Rob Roy land at Glen Shira and his raiding activities resumed until he was captured by the duke of Atholl and famously escaped.

1725 as an outlaw Rob Roy surrendered to General Wade. 

1727 Rob Roy received a Royal Pardon from King George making him a free man until his death seven years later.

Died: 28 December 1734 (63).

Children 4 boys no girls: 


James Drummond 1694-1754 (60);

Colin Campbell 1698-1735 (37);

Rannald Drummond 1706-1786 (80)

Janette's ancestor;

Robert Robin Oig, young Rob 1713-1754 (41). 

Quotes:

 

Rob Roy MacGregor died on 28 December 1734 in Balquhidder Glen and was buried in Balquhidder Kirkyard. The original grave markers of Rob Roy, his wife and two of his four sons has been embellished by a later rail which carries a plaque incorrectly aging Rob Roy as 70 when he died (he was 63), and by gravestone erected in 1981 proclaiming "MacGregor Despite Them".


Rob Roy's story has grown further since his death. Sir Walter Scott wrote a novel, "Rob Roy" about him in 1818, and he was the subject of two Hollywood films in the 1900s. The Trossachs have become known as "Rob Roy Country". The main Tourist Information Centre in Callander is called the "Rob Roy and Trossachs Visitor Centre". And in 2002 a new unofficial long distance footpath called the Rob Roy Way was set up to link together many places that featured in Rob Roy's life.


Sources:

HISTORY REPEATS

Card 2020 New Racism - National Justice

Rob Roy statue at Stirling, Corn Exchange Road, near Dumbarton Road, UK.

 

Glengyle House has links to Rob Roy overlooks NW Loch Katrine, Scotland UK.

 

 
 
 
 
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'MacGregor's Gathering' is one of Sir Walter Scott's (1771-1832) most famous poems.

Rob Roy’s Grave
By William Wordsworth (1770–1850)

A FAMOUS man is Robin Hood,

The English ballad-singer's joy!

And Scotland has a thief as good,

An outlaw of as daring mood;

She has her brave ROB ROY!

Then clear the weeds from off his Grave,

And let us chant a passing stave,

In honour of that Hero brave!

 

Heaven gave Rob Roy a dauntless heart

And wondrous length and strength of arm:

Nor craved he more to quell his foes,

Or keep his friends from harm.

 

Yet was Rob Roy as wise as brave;

Forgive me if the phrase be strong;--

A Poet worthy of Rob Roy

Must scorn a timid song.

 

Say, then, that he was 'wise' as brave;

As wise in thought as bold in deed:

For in the principles of things

'He' sought his moral creed.

 

Said generous Rob, 'What need of books?

Burn all the statutes and their shelves:

They stir us up against our kind;

And worse, against ourselves.

 

'We have a passion--make a law,

Too false to guide us or control!

And for the law itself we fight

In bitterness of soul.

 

'And, puzzled, blinded thus, we lose

Distinctions that are plain and few:

These find I graven on my heart:

'That' tells me what to do.

 

'The creatures see of flood and field,

And those that travel on the wind!

With them no strife can last; they live

In peace, and peace of mind.

 

'For why?--because the good old rule

Sufficeth them, the simple plan,

That they should take, who have the power,

And they should keep who can.

 

'A lesson that is quickly learned,

A signal this which all can see!

Thus nothing here provokes the strong

To wanton cruelty.

 

'All freakishness of mind is checked;

He tamed, who foolishly aspires;

While to the measure of his might

Each fashions his desires.

 

'All kinds, and creatures, stand and fall

By strength of prowess or of wit:

'Tis God's appointment who must sway,

And who is to submit.

 

'Since, then, the rule of right is plain,

And longest life is but a day;

To have my ends, maintain my rights,

I'll take the shortest way.'

 

And thus among these rocks he lived,

Through summer heat and winter snow:

The Eagle, he was lord above,

And Rob was lord below.

So was it--'would', at least, have been

But through untowardness of fate;

For Polity was then too strong--

He came an age too late;

 

Or shall we say an age too soon?

For, were the bold Man living 'now',

How might he flourish in his pride,

With buds on every bough!

 

Then rents and factors, rights of chase,

Sheriffs, and lairds and their domains,

Would all have seemed but paltry things,

Not worth a moment's pains.

 

Rob Roy had never lingered here,

To these few meagre Vales confined;

But thought how wide the world, the times

How fairly to his mind!

 

And to his Sword he would have said,

Do Thou my sovereign will enact

From land to land through half the earth!

Judge thou of law and fact!

 

''Tis fit that we should do our part,

Becoming, that mankind should learn

That we are not to be surpassed

In fatherly concern.

 

'Of old things all are over old,

Of good things none are good enough:--

We'll show that we can help to frame

A world of other stuff.

 

'I, too, will have my kings that take

From me the sign of life and death:

Kingdoms shall shift about, like clouds,

Obedient to my breath.'

 

And, if the word had been fulfilled,

As 'might' have been, then, thought of joy!

France would have had her present Boast,

And we our own Rob Roy!

 

Oh! say not so; compare them not;

I would not wrong thee, Champion brave!

Would wrong thee nowhere; least of all

Here standing by thy grave.

 

For Thou, although with some wild thoughts,

Wild Chieftain of a savage Clan!

Hadst this to boast of; thou didst love

The 'liberty' of man.

 

And, had it been thy lot to live

With us who now behold the light,

Thou would'st have nobly stirred thyself,

And battled for the Right.

 

For thou wert still the poor man's stay,

The poor man's heart, the poor man's hand;

And all the oppressed, who wanted strength,

Had thine at their command.

 

Bear witness many a pensive sigh

Of thoughtful Herdsman when he strays

Alone upon Loch Veol's heights,

And by Loch Lomond's braes!

 

And, far and near, through vale and hill,

Are faces that attest the same;

The proud heart flashing through the eyes,

At sound of ROB ROY'S name.

Source: https://www.poemist.com/william-wordsworth/memorials-of-a-tour-in-scotland-1803-x-rob-roys-grave

 
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C. 1893: Sir Walter Scott wrote about Rob Roy MacGregor fact or fiction or somewhere in between.

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Some of Rob Roy's paternal grandfathers from 1300s were the first several chiefs  of Clan Gregor, you#d think that'd entitle me to at least a minimal amount of respect from The Clan Gregor Society in 2020. Alas they love to bask in the spotlight of my ancestors but refuse to acknowledge the political injustices aimed at me, I haven't asked for help, only recognition.

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