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 At Home and Abroad 
 
 Beifii^ the siibstayice of a Laturc delivered by The 
 Scottish Canadian Poet, 
 
 JOHN IMRIE, 
 
 TORONTO, CANADA. 
 
 With which are imorporated the followim^ Original 
 Poems : — 
 
 '■ SCOTLAND FOR F,VEK '" .. . (I'oetical P 
 
 SONS OF SCOTLAN'3 
 
 THE COCK O' Tin: NORTH 
 
 MITIIERS GRA\E .. 
 
 TAK' VEK MITIIER'S ADVICE 
 
 A BUNCH O' iH:ATIIEK 
 
 I'LL AVE BE I'ROOD O" SCOTLAND 
 
 BURNS' CENTENARY Oi)E .. .^ .. 
 
 CHEERY. VVHUSTLIN' MION 
 
 THE BLINK O' HER BONNIE BLUE E'E ! 
 
 AVE CA" IN AS YE CAE H\ \ '. 
 
 SCOTLAND— LAND OF MY BIRTH 
 
 DEAR LAND AYONT THE SEA 
 
 CALL ME "SCOTTY" IF YE WILL! .. 
 
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THE SCOT 
 
 At Honne and Abroad 
 
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 JOHN IMRIE, 
 
 TORONTO, CANADA. 
 
 Willi U'h:,h ate iinotfcra/tii the fi'.lviuiiig Ori^i^iiial Pee 
 
 "SCOTLAND rOR i:\KRi' 
 
 SONS OF SCOTLAND 
 
 THE COCK ()' Tin; NORTH 
 
 MITIIER'S (;ra\ !■; , ., 
 
 TAK' VKU MLITILR'S AD\TCE 
 A RUNCH O' HEATHER _ 
 
 I'LL AVE BE PROOD o- SCOTLAND 
 
 BURNS' CI'.NTENARV ODE 
 
 CHEERY, \VI I USTLIN" ^^■:N 
 
 THE BLINK O' HER BONNIE RUE E'E I .. 
 
 AVE CA' IN AS ^■E CLAE i!\ ! 
 
 SCOTLAND -LAND OE A' \, jilRTH, _ . , , ,. . 
 
 DEAR LAND AVONT Till'. S,„A 
 
 CALL MV. "SCOTTV II' ', E ''^Tul ..."'..• 
 
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 'I'm: patriotic Scot abroail drrixes peculiar satisfaction and 
 jdeasure from the study of the characteristics of his countrymen in 
 the dear old land, and from the C(mtemplation of his kinsmen's 
 valour in war and his virtues in peace, as preserved in the traditions 
 and records of Scotland. Ueminiscences of Home never lose their 
 power abrtjad, but, on the contrary, feed the tlame of national sen- 
 timent, for surely no son is prouder of his mother than the Scot 
 from home is of the land of his fathers, whose bens and glens and 
 heroes he loves and venerates with inextinguishable ardour. 
 
 The following pages atfor<l an example of how that sentiment 
 finds an outlet, in prose and verse. The author is known at home 
 and abroad a.-i an enthusiastic and intelligent worker in the Scottish 
 field — singing Scotland's praises, helping her sons to make a right 
 start on the path in life leading to success and honour, fultilling his 
 duty as a good citizen and man, in such a way as to exemplify the 
 best qualities of the race whence he sprung. 
 
 'i'hc lecture has been delivered before several Scottish ( 'anadian 
 assemblies, and this summary has been pul)lished at the suggestion 
 of a few friends who think it may prove suitable as a reading at 
 meetings of ^Scottish Societies during the winter (jveuings when 
 speech, song and story go around. With tiiis view I agree, believing 
 the members of Caledonian and Sons of Scotland Societies will tind 
 the lecture to be instructive an<l entertaining on such occasions. 
 
 Ar.E.XAXDKR Fkasek, M.A., 
 
 (I'mnd i'/iiij, Sa/is of Scotl.ind. 
 TORONIO, Ont. 
 Au^'ust, iSyS. 
 
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POETICAL PREFACE. 
 
 SCOTLAND FOREVER! 
 
 " Scotland Foit kvkk : " 
 
 Ves .' who dares say, No ! 
 
 Tread lier battle-fields — read their i^iory \ 
 First — a^'e, and last — to strike Liberty's blow, 
 
 Old Scotland for ever and ^dory ! 
 
 ■"SroTLAX!) FOR EVER :" 
 
 by land or by sea, — 
 
 Yes ! wherever a British lla^^ waves; 
 Her motto is "Do, DAUE, DIE — oil HE free 1" 
 Death to tyrants and freedom to slaves ! 
 
 "Scotland for evei; ! " 
 
 in Commerce or Trade 
 
 Discovery, Conquest, and Learning ; 
 At home and abroad a name she has made — • 
 
 Brain, muscle, and nerve well discerniii"-. 
 
 ■"Scotland for e\er !" 
 
 ■ in Home, Church, and School, 
 
 God's precepts were early imparted ; 
 LoN'c, Chivalry, Honour, and Freedom's rule, 
 
 Were tau^dit by our parents true-hearted ! 
 
 "Scotland for ever ! " 
 
 our motto shall be, 
 
 Her memories, dear, let us cherish ; 
 If we forget thee — " Auld Scotland, the free ! 
 
 Let our names and our mem'iy perish ! 
 Toronto, Out. — JoiLV iMRIE 
 
THE SCOT, 
 
 AT HOME AND ABROAD. 
 
 Substance of n Lrr/ure delirered by John Imrir, Ow. ScoUin/i 
 Canadian I'opA, Toronto, Canadu. 
 
 F^iilerel accordiii;,' to Act nf I'lirliidiioiit of Ciiimda, in the year 1S98, 
 by I.MKiK,, Okaiia.m i: Co., 'J'oronlo, Can. 
 
 THE immortal Scottish yxx-t, Sir Walter Scott, lias faithfully 
 portrayed the patriotic — ami the unpatriotic — individual, in 
 the following well-known and oft-(|uoted canto : — 
 
 " r.reatbea there the mau with soul bo dead, 
 Who never to himself hath said — 
 
 This is my own my native land ! 
 Whose heart within him ne'er hath huru'd, 
 As home his footsteps he hath turn'd, 
 
 From wauderin<^ on a foreign straud ! 
 If such there breathe — go ! mark him well I 
 For him no minstrel raptures swell ; 
 Though high his titles — proud his name — 
 Boundless his wealth as wish can claim, 
 Despite those titles, power, and pelf — 
 The wretch ! — conceutr'd all in self — 
 Living — shall forfeit fair renown, 
 And— doubly-dying shall go down 
 To the vile dust from whence be sprung, — 
 Unwept, uubououred, and unsung." 
 
 Love of country, or devotion to one's l)ii'thplace, is the strongest 
 and most univer.sal trait of human character tlie wide world over ! 
 No one seems ashamed, or di.sappointed, in regard to the location, 
 climatic environment, or seeming disadvantages of his native 
 land, whether that may be in the far frozen North, or the <listant 
 «unny Soutli, the rolling prairies of America, the I aiming sands of 
 the thirsty desert, or the lovely and lonely coral islands of tin; 
 
6 TliH Scot — Al llinnr and AhrowL 
 
 great rucific Occiui,— to fucli nii.l nil ..f the inluihitants of these 
 lands, tlicrt" is, most nnphatically, " no pluc- like lionu;, ' Ik; it .-vcr 
 So liunilde : Tliis is a Uo(l-(ri\ ni priiicij)!!', (»tlirr\vis(', tlif huninii 
 race, with its diversity of color, niann<-i-s ;ind customs, would not 
 be found scattered over the face of the whole eartii. Ask th;.' Lap- 
 lander to cxchann',' liis eternal snows, and ice-hound seas, and 
 fro/en hut for the jun^dc^ of India or Africa, and Iw will tell you 
 tiie ])rnalty would he Death : ^r, the painted and naked Hava<re 
 " pantni;,' at the line," he driven to the northern latitudes of Green- 
 Uuul, his first terril.le winter's experience would inevitably be death ! 
 "his, howex-.-r, would iKpt l)e the fate of Kuropean travellers, as 
 a ruh', for the iidiabitants of more t.-mperate climates, such as 
 Kuro|)e and America, have ever been the explorers of the world's 
 utmost bounds, and tliat, too. ahiiost without fatal results from 
 climatic variation. This, also, is a wise pnnision of the Alnn'o-hty, 
 so as to i)opu]ate and re-juvenate the earth, and spread Hie know- 
 hMirre of the Gospel of Peace, the blessinc^s of Commerce, and the 
 Civilization of more procrressive nations, in course of time, over the 
 whole world. This noble work — the dissennnation of Divine truth, 
 the cultivation of the arts and sciences, commerce and trade — seems 
 in lar-^'e measure, a work destined to be accomplished by an English- 
 speaking i^eople, largely drawn from both sides of the Atlantic, 
 through the blessing and guidance of God. Moreover, tiiis great 
 work can only l)e successfully accomplished l)y a free and indepen- 
 dent people, and such are the inhabitants of the British Islands,— 
 England, Ireland, and Scotland. 
 
 It is of Scotland and tlie Scotch, however, that we would more 
 particularly dilate in this short paper, as our sul)ject is " The Scot, 
 at Home and Abroad .'" — his patriotism, love of country, local pecu- 
 liarities, and inherent disposition for travel, adventure, audi 
 enterprise. 
 
 Sons of Scotland ! land of freedom ! 
 
 Sons of noble sires, all hail ! 
 Let your watchword aye be " Freedom .'" 
 
 You shall evermore prevail ! 
 Let the wrong be deeply bated, 
 
 Let the rigbt be prized like love, 
 Martyr-courage unabated, 
 
 Trusting in your God above ! 
 
Thfi Scot — At Umiif and Ahraad. 
 
 "^ons of Scotland : bards historic 
 
 San^ your deeds of noble fame. 
 Let not tyranny plethoric 
 
 Tarnish your aDsuUiod name ; 
 History ^ives as what we cherish, 
 
 ( 'urs to still luaintaiu the ri^ht, 
 May that history never perish, 
 
 Though we perish in the tight ! 
 
 Like the waters from our fountains, 
 
 <iiving strength to flesh and bone; 
 Like the thistle on our mountains, 
 
 Harmless, if but let alone ! 
 Ours to shield the needy stranger, 
 
 Ours to lead the erring right ; 
 Ours to stand in time of danger, 
 
 And, if need be. ours to fight I 
 
 Dear old Scotia I land of flowers. 
 
 Laud of mountain, hill, and vale, 
 Land of sunshine, shade, and showers, 
 
 Land of river, loch, and dale ; 
 Laud of ever-changing beauty, 
 
 Land of liberty and love ; 
 Scotchmen ! tread the path of duty. 
 
 Till you reach yon land above I 
 
 Scotland, that " land of brown lieath and shafrfv^ wood land of 
 tlie mountain and the Hood," as sung by the immortal Scott, 
 is a small country, numerically and <,'eoirraphically, compared 
 with other nations and countries : yet, her sires and sons 
 lire found at the front, in intellifrence and enterprise, in every 
 known and habitable [)art of the f^lobe : At home, " in bonnie 
 Scotland," the Scot is true and loyal to his (Jod, his c-.untry, and 
 his kirk; In all of I5ritain's battles and f,dorious victories, the 
 Scottish Highlander has ever taken his full share of lighting and 
 honours : and where loyalty, sacrifice, en.'rgy, patience, and pluck 
 are wanted, there will you tind a Scotchman, either in the army or 
 the navy, the pulpit or the bench, the platform or the haunts of 
 science, in conmierce or in trade, in love or war, " Scotty " is " aye 
 ready," and, "man tae man the warld ower," he'll hold his own — 
 and win— with any representative of any other nation on the earth's 
 round, rugged surface .' 
 
 No later than the 20tli of October, 1897, was this noble spirit of 
 
8 The Sect — At llu)it('. (Did Ahrund. 
 
 selt'-sacriHce, loyalty, and iiuloinitable courage displayed, by the 
 f^allant charge of the (jloi'doii Highlaiidei's, on the J)argai Heights, 
 in India, which 1 will now try to describe to you in my latest 
 poem on that subject, entitled — - 
 
 " THK COCK ()' THK NORTH." 
 
 At llic takiuf^ of the Dar<^ai Heif^htH, in ludia, by the <^allaut charge of 
 the Oordou HijjblauderB, in which " the i)i{)ers " — Kiudlater auil ^Milue look 
 8uch a noble part, when one of tbenj (Findlater ) played ou at the pipes even 
 after bavini^ been sbot tbrouj^b both legs, Iuh native courage, pluck, and 
 bravery impelling bim to play these iiispiriug luolodie.s, the "Cock o' the 
 NorLb,"aud "Tbo Hangbs o' Cronidale,' even leaning ou bis wounded stumps. 
 Tbis act of almost unparalleled beroism has won biai the \ictoria Cross, and 
 the undying admiration of brave men of every nationality the wide world over. 
 
 " (Jordon Iligblauders ! Charge !'' — The pipers play'd : 
 Not a soul drew back— not a man afraid 1 
 " 'J'be Cock o' the Nortb 1" crow'd loud in their ears, 
 As they answered back with three IJritisb cheers ! 
 I'p the Dargai Heights the (Jordons Hew, — 
 It was " Death or \ictory ' well they knew ; 
 Yet, as long as they beard the pipers play 
 Foot-by-foot they climb'd for the bloody fray ! 
 
 While the enemy raiu'd down deadly shot, 
 
 And the ranks were tbinn'd where the lire was hot, 
 
 Still the pipers play'd ou with might and main, 
 
 As the (iordous charged for the heights again ! 
 
 NN'ith a rush and a bound they scal'd the beigbt, — 
 
 Hark! — " Bayouets, Charge !"— how the (iordous light ! 
 
 Wbile, 'mid carnage and blood, the pipers fell, 
 
 On stumps play'd they " Cock o' tbe Nortb " right well ! 
 
 Ere the bugle sounded at set of sun 
 
 The heights were taken ! the battle was won ! 
 
 'Mid the groaud of dying and wounded men, 
 
 Kiudlater was heard " at his pipes ' again ! 
 
 It cheer'd the dying in their last despair, — 
 
 Such music and " Victory " rent the air : 
 
 " Tbrough tbe Valley of Death " tlien marcb'd they forth,. 
 
 To tbe martial strains of " Cock o' the North 1 " 
 
 Oh ! mothers at home! mourn not for your sous, 
 Though they bra\ely fell 'neatb tbe rebel guns ; 
 Their deeds shall be told till tbe end of time, — 
 To fall like a hero is death sublime ! 
 
77/1? Scot — At Home and Abroad. 9 
 
 lu the battle of life this lesson teach : 
 We all have " < )ur Dar^ai Hei<^hts " to reach ; 
 Aud, ^aiu we the summit, or, iij^htiui,', fall, 
 God crowus bis heroes at Death's roll-call ! 
 
 " Xiio (lof)t ! " tlie Scot lias his faults and liis fail in<^^s, but the}' 
 art' over and alwaj^s sul)ordinate to his virtues ! He is called 
 "clannish!" " unca' canny:" and "close-fisted" in rt'f]jard to 
 money-matters. In other nationalities, these virtues would !»(' 
 styled " friendly," and " extremely ])rudent,'' and "over-cautious" 
 traits of cliaracter! He is said, also, to 1)e over-fond " o' a drap 
 o' (^aiid whiskey ! " lait a " CMuny Scot" "kens whan he is fu' " loner 
 before he ^ets into that " liappy and helpless condition " known as 
 " incapable,'' in other countries outside of Scotland 1 A Scotchman 
 is very seldom known " to lose his head " so far as not to know, 
 and be able to demonstrate, "how many shillings there are in a 
 pound," or " how mony bawbees there are in a saxpence 1" 
 
 As an illustration of this faculty, I will rehite a short anecdote, 
 introducino- Watty and Mecr ; TJiey were a woithy couple: 1>ut 
 Watty had one <jjreat fault, that, at rare intervals, gave Meg some 
 ■concern — he occasionally came home I'athur early — " the wee short 
 'oor ayont the twal '. '' was what Meg described as " the deed oor 
 o' nicht," and nae decent man — especially hei- Watty — should be 
 abroad at that unearthly hour! On such occasions, Meg always 
 waitetl up for him, "nursing her wrath to keep it warm ! '' 
 
 The clock struck One! and soon Watty's unsteady footsteps were 
 resounding on the stairhead, and he was knocking humbly 
 nt tlu> door! Meg ([uickly opened the door, candle in hand, and 
 surveyed him from head to foot, as he took a seat sheepishly on 
 a chair. 
 
 " Whare hae ye been at this— the deed hour o' nicht ^ '" demand- 
 ed Meg. 
 
 " Where was T — \ was at a funeral,'' answered Watty, solemnly. 
 
 Meg was immediately oH' hei- guanl — her womaidy cui-iosity 
 was aroused — and Watty, even "in his eups. " was master of the 
 situation. 
 
 " Aye," queried iMeg, " wha's funeral was ye at, at this — the 
 deed hour o' nicht;' " 
 
 " Annie's ! ' answered Watty, mildly. 
 
 " Annie wlia :* " iisked Meg, excitedly'. 
 
10 The. Scot — At Home and Abroad. 
 
 " Oh ! ye ken — Annie — Annie !" 
 
 " Oot wi' it, Watty .' Wliat Annie was ye burying ? " 
 " Oh ! fine ye ken, an" I'm rael glad she's deed ! " 
 " Mercy nie ! what's lier name { " pleaded Meg. 
 " Annie-mosity," roared Watty, Ijlowing out the candle, " and \n^ 
 an instant all was dark '. " 
 
 But there are other and better " failings ' applicable tO' 
 the Scottish character. He is almost invariably obedient, 
 thoughtful, dutiful, and affectionate towards "his mithor !'' A 
 Scotchman, without " a mither tae brag aboot," was never heard of 
 in Scotland, and " his mithor " is aye the best and the kindest 
 mither that ever was honoured with sons .' Hear how he weeps 
 and wails over her, long years after she is dead and gone, and he 
 has returned from his wanderings on a foreign shore. On his. 
 return, where do his first footsteps wander ? — is it to the haunts 
 of his boyhood ? No ! it is to '' the auld kirk-yard where mither- 
 sleeps I" There he kneels, and bares his head reverently, as at a. 
 holy shrine, and wells his heart forth in these touching and tender 
 strains : — 
 
 " MY DEAR AILD MITHKU'S GRAVE." 
 
 I stau' beside the caukl head-staue, 
 
 An' wat it wi' my tears ; 
 An' whisper, " Mitlicr, Jicrc'ti your -a<can 
 
 You luw'na^ seen for years .' " 
 When last 1 saw your dear, sweet face» 
 
 An' beard your kindly tone, 
 1 litWe thought that this dread place 
 
 8o soon would claim its own. 
 
 I'd plann'd to tak' you ower the sea 
 
 To comfort an' to ease, 
 NN'baur you could end your days wi' me„ 
 
 An' dae maist as you please ; 
 But, ah ! the Lord had itber plans. 
 
 An' sent for you Himsel' ; 
 His ways are no' aye like to man's, 
 
 Yet does lie a' things well I 
 
 But, though you cauna come to me^ 
 
 I yet shall gang to you, 
 When death shall set ii:y spirit free 
 
 I'll mount you starry blue, 
 
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 Where grief an' partings are no more 
 
 Nor Death, nor any pain, 
 You 11 welcome me on Canaan's shore, — 
 
 We'll never pairt again ! 
 
 Farewell ! most sacred spot to me. 
 
 My dear auld mither's grave, 
 I'll think o' thee when ower the sea, 
 
 Ayont Atlantic's wave ; 
 Our graves may yet be far apart, 
 
 Our spirits joined shall be, 
 There's aye a green spot in my heart, 
 
 My mither, dear, for thee 1 
 
 A man that loves and reverences his mother's memory like 
 that is not a creature to be dreaded or distrusted. That motlier 
 brought up her children in the fear of God, and fed them daily " on 
 parritch, the Shorter Catechism, and the Confession of Faith," and 
 they suffered not from such fare either in soul or body. The Scotch 
 father and mother are a unit in their efforts to bring up their 
 •children " in the nurture and admonition of the Lord." Rare filial 
 affection, in the family circle, is the rule — with few exceptions — in 
 ^ well brought up Scottisli home, and " mitlier's advice " is always 
 respected and valued by her dutiful sons and daughters, backed 
 and endorsed by that of her " leal and loyal guidman," for the 
 father invariably advises all his children to 
 
 "TAK- AYE YEK MITHER'S ADVICE!" 
 
 Come, lasses and lads, noo listen to me — 
 
 Tak' aye your mither's advice ! 
 If ye wad be wine, an' escape life's snares. 
 Gang hame an' tell mither your joys an' cares, 
 You're aye in her thochts, an' aft in her prayers, 
 
 Sae, tak' your mither's advice ! 
 
 Her counsel is wise an' safe to follow — 
 
 Then, tak' your mither's advice ! 
 She's keut ye the langest o' ouy on earth, 
 'Tended ye weel since the day o' your birth, 
 •She'll sootho you in pain, or join you in mirth, 
 
 Sae, tak' your mither's advice ! 
 
12 The Scot — Af Ilomi' awl Abroad. 
 
 Diuua tbiuk ye ken as muckle as ber, 
 
 I5ut tak' your mitber's advice ' 
 Wba tak'a her advice [n-osperity wiu8, 
 A biddeuleHS weau to destruction riu8, 
 She keua lilu'tt Borrows, its oots an' its ins, 
 Sae, tak' your mither's advice. 
 
 When lads come courtiu' in htr aye confide. 
 
 An' tak' your mither's advice '. 
 If they're weel daeiu' she'll no say them, Nay, 
 But hid them come hen an' be cbeerie as day, 
 The lad likes a lassie that acts in that way, 
 
 An' tak's ber mitber's advice ! 
 
 Should lads ever say — " Noo, diuna you mind, 
 
 Don't tak' your mitber's advice ! " 
 You'll tiud oot in tiiue, tho' mebbe too late, 
 He's iio your best frieu', au', left to your fate, 
 You'll learn this lesson — tis better to wait, 
 
 An' tak' your mitber's advice ! 
 
 Ye'll no hae her iau<4, be kind to her noo, 
 
 An' tak' your mitber's advice ! 
 As lan<^ as she lives she'll aye be your frien', 
 Nae Icjve like a mitber's on earth may be seen, 
 An' when she's awa' keep ber memory j^reen. 
 
 She aye f>ied ye ^ijuid advice ! 
 
 The iimnovtal B;u'd — lujlnirt Burns — has well portrayed a 
 Scottisli family lireside in his poetical masterpiece — " Tlie Cottar's 
 Saturday Xit^ht." I need not here detain 3'ou with a recital of the 
 whole jioeni, as you are, no doul)t, all well aware of its vivid and faith- 
 ful description ol" a happy, God-fearinpf, Christian lionie, at least 
 Huch as prevails in the rural districts of Scotland, then and now. 
 Towards the end of the poem — wliieh is a very loncj one — Burns is 
 jit his veiy best, in patriotic enthusiasm and jn-ophetic exultation, 
 when he exclaims, with all a l'er\ent poet's poetic rapture — in praise 
 of Scottish rural liDme-trainin^f : — 
 
 " From scenes like these Auld Scotia's grandeur spriuj^s, 
 That makes her lov'd at home, rever'd abroad, 
 Princes and lords are but the breath of kiuf^s, 
 An honest man's tim noblest work of God ! 
 
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 " Oh ! Scotia '. my dear, luy native soil, 
 
 For whom luy warmest wish to Heaven is sent, 
 Long may thy hardy sous of rustic toil 
 
 Be blest with health, and peace, and sweet content; 
 
 And, oh ! may Heaven their simple lives p*- ^ut 
 From luxury's contajjiou — weak and vile ! 
 
 Then, howe'er crowns and coronets be rent, 
 A virtuous populace shall rise the while. 
 And stand— a wall of lire— around our much-lov'd isle !" 
 
 A childhood, and hl)llle-tl•aiuill^^ passed under such devoted 
 parental care and attention, whose moral atmosphere is a legacy of 
 love, cannot but produce the best type of men and women, equipped 
 for the battle of life, capable of sulTerin*;- and sacrifice, for the sake of 
 principle and conscience, as the history of Scotland doth abun- 
 dantly testify in the stand her patriots and reformers took for civil 
 and religious liberty, when haughty and unholy powers dared to in- 
 vade her sea-girt heather hills, and sought to enslave her sons, and 
 dictate unjust laws and taxes on her brave and independent 
 peo])le. No wonder that the ])atriotic Scot, at home and abroad, is 
 so fond of the thistle and the heather, that were so often stained 
 with the best blood of their brave and valiant ancestors, when they 
 fou'^ht and bled in the defence of freedom and justice. Hear the 
 Scottish exile, as he tenderly handles a small bunch of purple 
 heather, sent out to him from " freens at hame," all carefully 
 wrapped up, and consigned t(j him in an Old Country newspaper, 
 from Oban, in the Highlands of Scotland : — 
 
 A BUNCH 0' HEATHER. 
 
 Dear token frae my native lau', 
 
 Tliou bouuie buuch o' jjeatlier ! 
 I'll shelter ye \\V tender ban' 
 
 Frae oor extremes o' weather ; 
 1 11 plant ye in a pat o' mool 
 
 Brought a' the way frae Oban, 
 An' slocbau ye wi' water cool 
 
 An' clear as frae Loch Loman' 1 
 
 An' when the Scotchman's day comes roon — 
 
 Saint Audra's day sae cheerie — 
 I'll tak' ye wi me to the toon. 
 
 To busk my old (ileugarry ; 
 
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 An' you'll see facea there you ken, 
 
 NVha spelled wi' me the heather, — 
 Braw Hielaa' lasses an' their meu 
 
 Shall dauce a reel the^ither ! 
 
 Then will I gie ye, bit by bit, 
 
 Kach ane a aprif^ o' heather, — 
 To keep ye a' I'll no be tit 
 
 Aiuce we meet a' thegitber! 
 At sif^ht o' ye we'll a' feel good, 
 
 We loe sae aue anither ; 
 For, ye maun ken, we re unco' prood 
 
 O' Scotlan' an' her heather ! 
 
 How aft your purple face has seen 
 
 Auld Scotia's heroes gather ? 
 How aft the martyr's bluid hath l)een 
 
 Spill'd ruthless ol the heather ? 
 For Freedom, Liberty, an' Right, 
 
 Read Scotlan's deathless story, 
 Oor faithers left us by their might 
 
 A heritage o' glory 1 
 
 A Scotchman is said to have Uttle or no humor in liis composi- 
 tion — I suppose on account of liis " proverbial hanl-headedness \ " 
 But this is a libel on his intelligence. A story may best illustrate 
 this ([Uaint humor : 
 
 A Scottish laird engaged a piper to awaken him, every 
 lawful morning during the week, by playing the bagpipes under 
 his bedroom window. Donald, however, had been "at the 
 barley-bree " ower lang ae Saturday nicht, and, in consequence, 
 was not overly bricht the next morning, and forgot it was the 
 Sabbath. However, out he went with his pipes as usual, and was soon 
 "skirling away " under the laird's bedroom window. At the first 
 sound of the " chanter " the laird awoke, rubbed his eyes in 
 astonishment, and in doubt as to what day it was. Soon, in great 
 wrath, he called upon Donald to stop — shouting at the pitch 
 of his voice, from the open window of his bedroom : — 
 
 " Donald, dae ye no ken the fourth commandment { " 
 
 " No," answered Donald, " I dinna ken that tune ; but whustle 
 it, an' I'll sune pla}^ it for ye ! " 
 
 True, a Scotchman's fun is not generally of a foolish nature, but 
 his dry, pawky, sarcastic answers to would-be " wits," creates the 
 
The Scot — At Home mid Ahmad. 15 
 
 !au<^h in his favor (very time. A party of ICn^lisli toi.rists, frojw 
 south of the Tweed were " (loiii^ Arnin," a mountainous islaml off 
 the west coast of Scotland, and a sturdy Hifjhhind (^'uide was sent 
 with ti»em from Bro<lick; Bay Hotel, as he said, " to tak' care 
 o' them, and see tiiat the stranjijers didna' fa' doon the fifuUies, an' 
 hrak their banes!" When nearini; the top of Goat-I'ell --the 
 hij^hest mountain in Arran — "the veesitors were a' sair forfouchen," 
 hut Sandy — who seemed ((uite at home on tlie hills — was not in the 
 least broken-winded. Wliiie taking a rest near the summit of the 
 mountain, the travellers could not j'efrain from poking fun at 
 *' Sandy," at his " kilts," and his droll Highland accent. He 
 said nothing tor some time, but he wf busy thinking. Tin,' visitors 
 were in raptures, and all admii-tMl ^' wild but beautiful scenery 
 spreail before them, as on every hand were visible — Hke a grand 
 panorama of Nature — the heather}^ tops of hills and mountains, 
 <langerous precipices, and lovely landscapes. All ai .mce the 
 elo()uent silence of Nature was interrupted, by one of the 
 Englishmen exclaindng, in a loud voice, that startled deep-thinking 
 and meditative Sandy; — 'Great Scott! what a country of ups 
 and downs ! " 
 
 That nettled him, and awoke his ire, for he interpreted the 
 exclamation of the Englishman as nothing less than an insult to his 
 native Scotland. 
 
 " Look here, ma f reon," said he, " ye sud stey up here a guid 
 lang while on the tap o' this mountain, for I'm thinkin' ye'U nefier 
 win nearer tae heafen than ye are the noo ! " 
 
 At which reply the jolly company laughed till the echoes rang 
 from peak to peak. 
 
 One of the ])arty, so as to prolong the fun, poked Sandy in the 
 ribs gently, and reminded him, that the Queen of England rule<l 
 Ireland, as well as Scotland. But Scotty was not to be caught 
 with chaff', for he is aye loyal to the Stuart, from which family the 
 Queen of England is in direct descent. 
 
 " Och aye ! " he said, " o'or ain guid Queen, — God bless her ! — 
 she's Hit ..in' too ! she's mair Hielan' than English ! She's a Stuart, 
 an' she comes doon tae Balmoral every simmer to get a sniff o' oor 
 caller air, an' syne gangs back tae England as strong as a Hielan' 
 powny, an' as fat as a buttt^r-ba' ! Och, aye ! we're a' gey prood o' 
 Scotlan'; an' we hae naething to be ashamed o' neither !" and then 
 
]fi Tlif Srof — A/ III till' (Old Abroad. 
 
 lie croonnl a bit lilt in his aiii imrc Doric tliat clinched tiie .ir 'umcat 
 to a tini.sh : — 
 
 OH! ILL AVI': I'.l'. I'lJOOI) ()' SCOTLAND 
 
 Oh, I'll ay(! 1)0 prood o Scotlauil 
 
 Wherever I may be, 
 There uover wab a fairer laud 
 
 (iirb by the roUipf^ sea I 
 Wi' ruouutaiiiH tow'riiif^ up ou hij^h, 
 
 LocliH, rivcfH, tlowiui^ free, 
 Lau<» j^loaiuiu' suusetH iii the Hky, 
 
 A bouuie sicht to see ! 
 
 Oh, I'll aye he prooii o' Scotlauil, 
 
 Where ^'eniiiH brightly burus, 
 Wi' monumeuts on ilka baud 
 
 To Wallace, Kuox, aud l!urn8! 
 Such uaincH as these Hhall ever Htaud 
 
 Hif^h ou the Hcroll of fame, 
 Her 80US are found iu every laud, 
 
 A credit to her uamo ! 
 
 Oh, I'll aye be prood o' Scotlaud, 
 
 Her heather aud her hills, 
 Rouu' a' the earth there in uao laud 
 
 Such love my bosom thrills ; 
 I'll brave the dau^^ers o' the deep 
 
 Auld Scotlaud's face to see, 
 Au' wheu I dee I'd like to sleep 
 
 My lauf^ last slce^) iu thee ! 
 
 A Scotcliman's l(.)ve of country is at once his greatest weakness 
 und his greatest strengtli. He may he excused, however, 
 his fervent fondness for his native land, as lier scenery is 
 hardly surpassed for wealtli of beauty, wild grandeur, and 
 water privileges, in tlie same given space, on any portion of the 
 world's surface, except it be in our own British (Jolunibian Province, 
 wdiich is even now fast being reclaimed from Nature, and developed 
 for mining, manufacturing, and commercial purposes, through the 
 modern facilities for travel, since the Canadian Pacific Railway has 
 united the two great oceans — Atlantic and Pacihc — planned, 
 pushed, and completed l)y a well-known Glasgow Scotchman, 
 Sir John A. Macdonald. 
 
 Glasgow — the manufacturing and commercial miitropolis of 
 
Thp Scot — Al Home and Ahmad. 17 
 
 8c()tlan<! — is ;i V('rita1)lt' liive of iivlnstry. The rivi^r Clyde semis 
 li(!r shippiiif,' to ('\'ri-\ known ;uiil unlcnown (piarter of the <;lohe ; 
 sliips an- liuilt thci-e for wac, coiniiierce, and speed, sU[)erioi' to that 
 of any other country ; and a s;ul up the Clyde, on an incoinin;^ 
 Aiuericau steamer, (Clydr huilti is an GX];GriencG, once /uijoyed, 
 not soon forirotten. For seven milfs alon<; the hanks, on hoth sides 
 of the river near (ilasi^^ow, art- innie'nse ship-huildini; yards, whore, 
 '' from earl}' iiioi-n till dew}' eve," the eoTitinual clani,nn<4' noise of 
 hea\y haiiuners, s\viini,r lustily l)y thousands of rivetter.s, are heard 
 l)U.sil}' at \\(trk on the iron plates and hulls of future " hn'iathans 
 ■of the deep" for Hritish commerce or war. 
 
 A sail down th<' Clyde to •' the auld toon o' Ayr," Burns' 
 hirth))laee, in rri;-ard to which Ik,' loyally sun<^^ : — 
 
 " The toon — uae ither toon Hurpa.sseH, 
 For ImucHt lueu au' bouuie InHHies T' 
 
 is another experience of real pleasure and interest to the traveller. 
 On the one l)and, the beautiful Ayrshire coast, on the other the 
 romantic " Kyles of Bute,'' with the fairy islands of Cumhrae and 
 Arran — like emerald "'ems in fjolden scttinu; ; — 
 
 " Whoao summits kins the tleetiuj^ clouds, 
 Aud leud their shadows to the sea." 
 
 As you a[)proach the pirn- of Ayr, the memory of Burns aud his 
 fiongs seem to affect your senses, like rich old wine, so as to make 
 you sinrr, reverentl}', almost undiu- your hreath : — 
 
 " Ye banks au' braes o' bouuie TJoou, 
 How cau ye bloom aae fresh au' fair." 
 
 Aye ! how can ye hloom sao fresh an' fair, when ye know that 
 Robert Burns is dead these hundred years ? But, Xo ! answers 
 back the echoes of Auld Alloway k'irk-\'aril, with its weird auil 
 hallowed memories of witch aud warlock! No! Robert Burns 
 still lives, and shall live f<;r all time, in the hearts aud lives of 
 freedom-lovinuj humanity— for his songs were made for " the good 
 aui] true " of Christendom, and are fresher to- lay than wdien they 
 first dropped from the tremljling lips and the throbbing heart of one 
 of Nature's noblemen ; though in the ij-uise of a liumble but soul-lit 
 tiller of the soil. I will here introduce an original Burns' Centenaiy 
 Ode to his immortal menu^ry : — 
 
18 
 
 Tlir Scot Af llnn,> n>u/ A/, road. 
 
 HOHEirr muNS' cextkxary. 
 
 Born -J.-.th .I.v\., 17.VJ. Diki. 'Jlst .Fn.v, I7i)(5. 
 I Aged .{7 Years.) 
 
 One hundred years siuce P.urus died, 
 
 And hundreds more may roll, 
 Still shall he ho Auld Scotia's pride, 
 
 Hif^h on her hououred scroll ; 
 His 8onf,'8 have won the huiiiau heart 
 
 Wlierever shines the sun,— 
 < ;reat ilij^h Priest of poetic art, 
 
 Thy work was uohly done ! 
 
 They say that thou art dead not so ! 
 
 True poets never die .' 
 For on and on their measures (low. 
 
 As houudless as the sky I 
 (Jlad sonos of lluii:, and Lovk, andTKirn, 
 
 Shall never know decay, ~ 
 Burns lives in an eternal youth, 
 
 While empires pass away. 
 
 His songs of Hoik have cheer'd the slave 
 
 < )n many a dark domain, 
 Cilad echoes roll from wave to wave, 
 
 And bid them break their chain ! 
 
 " A/:f//'\ inliuiiiaiiity to iiidii 
 
 Makes LOioi/h\ss thous,tihi.< iiiuurn .'" 
 Burns taught the P.rotherhood of Mau. 
 The tyrant laugh'd to scorn : 
 
 His songs of Los h are snug to-day 
 
 On every foreign shore, 
 And shall with human hearts hold sway, 
 
 Till time shall be no more ! 
 Their dove-notes mild can soothe a child. 
 
 Or play the lover's part 
 In court or cottage— love-beguil'd 
 
 They woo and win the heart \ 
 
 His songs of Truth all creeds uphold - 
 
 "■A iJian'.s (I ?i!(Oi for a' i/iat !'' 
 An honest man's as good as gold, 
 
 An' nane can yet misca' that ' 
 He had his faults, and so have we, 
 
 His virtues let us cherish ; 
 His songs are sung from sea to sea, 
 
 Purns' name shall never perish : 
 
77)'' S'rof — ,1/ lfo)i\p nyid Af>rini /. ]9 
 
 Robert Burns' prophecy has come to pass ; the prophet that had 
 littlo or no honour (luring' litV, in his own country, is now the 
 i<lolizc<l poet of Sc<tthinil, and the best uutlerstood sin^^er — since the 
 days ()[' Kin^ Daviil — the world lias e'vcr seen ! On Ids deatldied, 
 witli feehle, treiidilinpj voice, lie uttered these prophetic words to 
 his dear wife, honnie Jean : — ".lean, the warM ill think mail- o' nie 
 ■tin my sangs a hundred years from now!' And his faithfid 
 " Bonnie ,Jean," never bonnier and Itetter loved by him than now, 
 as his last few fadinj^ hours slipt past, said, as she smoothed his 
 tear-wet j)illow, and cook'<l his fevered brow with lovin<( hands : 
 " Oh, yes, Robin, the vvarld ill n<( forget ye whan ye're deed : but, 
 dinna ye fash aboot the warld ncK) .'" Thus died the gifted Hard of 
 Bonnie Doon, who wrote, and deeply ex}>erienced in his own short 
 chequered life the (^reat truth, that 
 
 " Mau was made to mouru !" 
 
 But now, howeve)'. on account of my native and ]ioetical 
 ■enthusiasm for Burns, I am f,'ettini,' away, somewhat, from the 
 subject in hand. You will pardon this digression, ])erhaps, as we 
 cannot well speak of Scotland an<l the Scot, without, somehow, 
 introducing our immortal Bard — Robert Burns. 
 
 There are so many characteristics of the genuine Scot that it is 
 S3mewliat dithcult to treat of him, exhaustively, in a short paj)er 
 such as this. He is a deeply religious character, as the political and 
 ecclesiastical history of Scotland during Covenanting times, and 
 on till the Disruption period of lS-i3, doth abundantly testify. 
 During these eventful centuries of invasion, j^olitical intrigue, 
 religious persecution, and cruel martyrdom, the people of Scotland 
 passed, and were tried — as gold is tried in the fire — and came they 
 forth more than conciuerors, through faith in our Lord Jesus Christ, 
 and devotion to Scotland's Solemn League and Covenant, which 
 many of our forefathers, literally and actually, subscribed to with 
 their own heart's blood. For liberty and right, for purity of faith 
 and doctrine, for the right and exercise of private judgment, for 
 ■<Jod, home, and country, our noble sires fought, bled, and died on 
 many a bloody field, bleak moor, and rugged mountain pass, often 
 against great odds, until their enemies found out — to their deadly 
 cost — tliat Scotland and the Scots were not born for slavery, and 
 that, as a nation, they never could be conquered ; then, and not 
 
-0 Thr Sr()t.-~At Hiiini' and AI>roail. 
 
 till then, CJiiiiu " til'' piping' times of pejice," when Scotlaml cmiM 
 dictate her tcriiis of union and ei[Uality with I'^iii^dand as a |)ait — 
 and no insii^'niHcant part — of that^n-eat kin<jfdoin on w host' domains 
 the snn never sets. And we to-day, at home and al)roai|, as I'res- 
 h^'terians, MethoiHsts, Conrrrefrationaiists, and Hvan^feHcal wor- 
 shippers of different denominations, enjoy a freedom of worsiii]) and 
 purit\' of doctrine — "none darinc to make us afraid," — on 
 account of those sturd}- Reformers, un(UM" tlie leadership of .lolm 
 Knox, wlio would rather starve inan lu made the tools and toys of 
 ;4o\-ernment policy, |»arty, or patronage. 
 
 Was Seotlanij uni^-rateful to (Jod for the^e deli\erances and 
 victories? No! verily!— the fathers and mothers of Scotland for 
 fijenerations, yea, even unto this day, j^dve (Jod the glory, and teach 
 their chihlren to \alue lil)erty of conscience, purity and simplicity 
 of worship, industry and fi-u^ality, love of truth, and all that 
 tendeth to exalt anil make a nation (^'reat ; and, to-day, her sons go 
 forth to every land, as pioneers of ci\'ili/.ition, and leaders among 
 the people, in eveiy clime and country uikKm' the sun ! We are 
 sometimes taunted as heini; " soui", loni;-faced, Scotch-Calvinistic 
 Preshyterians," because we believe and act as if " God was a jealous 
 (Jod, visiting the ini((uitics of the fathers upon the children, unto 
 the thii'd and fourth generation of them that hate llim, and show- 
 ing mercy unto thousands of them that love llim, and keep His 
 commandments." He was, and is, just such a (lod to Scotland, for 
 His strong right hand has alwa}-s l)een, and always will Ite, with 
 fightei-s for I'ruth and Fieedom, ])atriotisin and principle, no matter 
 what the overwhelminfr odds mav be. Calvinism is not fatalism, as 
 some would have us believe, hut simi)ly and purely a firm 
 and well-ioumlcd belief in God, as the Righteous Judge, Ovei'-ruler, 
 and Dispenser of eternal justice, and yet, the exponent of a love for 
 fallen man so great, that His own dear Son was not withhekl as a 
 ransom, so that our redemj)ti(jn might be accomplished. The 
 Covenanters and Reformers of Scotland fought an unequal contest 
 — yet prevailed — f r they wielded the two-edged sword " of the 
 Lord and of (Jideon," till the strong walls of tyranny, slavery, and 
 .superstition had to ca])itulate. 
 
 Listen to the soul-stirrin<:r address of King Robert the Bruce to 
 his soldiers, on the eve of a battle that was to decide, forever, the 
 fate of Scotland ! — True, the Scots were out-numbered — three to- 
 
Thi: S<'()t ^Af Uomr and Ahrom/. i> [ 
 
 one:— hut it WHS liberty or ,sl,iv.-ry— it was victory ordratli -it 
 was win or .lii> ut l!iUii)(K'kl.\ini : 
 
 "«CUTS WiJA JIAI; :" 
 
 " Scots, wha hao \vi' Wallace blod, 
 ScotH, wliKtu r.riico has ofteu led, 
 Welcoiuo to your ^ory hed 
 
 Or to victory ! 
 Now's the (lay, au' jiow'h the hour, 
 See the front of hattle lour. 
 See approach pioml KMuard'H power — 
 
 ChaiuH and Hlavery ! 
 
 Willi will be a traitor kuavo V 
 Wha cau fill a coward h <^rave '? 
 \N'ha Hae haHO as be a slave f 
 
 Let hitu turn au' flee ! 
 Wha tor ScotlauH kiuf^ an' law 
 KreedoiLi'H nword will ntrouj^ly draw, 
 Freeuiau staud ! or treemau in' I 
 
 Let him on wi' lue ! 
 
 By OppressiouH woe.s au paiuH I 
 I'y your houh iu servile chaiu.s 1 
 We will (IrHiu oui dearest veins, 
 
 ]!ut they Hhall be free ! 
 Lay the proud UHurpers low ! 
 Tyrants fall in every foe ! 
 Liberty's iu every blow ! 
 
 Let US do or dee ! " 
 
 Another ciduiirablc trait of character iu the Scot is his gcnuino 
 love for " bonnie lassies : " an. I " the lassies " are not adverse to the 
 admiration of " braw, braw lads,'" It is said that " a lacTrr^ml in 
 love is a lao'o-ard in war ! " and we have it well substantiated that 
 "Scotty" is no lago'.ird in war, neither is he wlien in love.' A 
 httleslow, ])erhaps, but very perseverin<r ; he, of ali men, realizes 
 that it is a ' life and death issue," to " pop the (juestion : " This fact 
 and peculiarity is often well illustrated in the romance and son^s 
 of Scotland. 
 
 An anecdote may not be Jiuiiss here, by way of illustration : 
 
 A youu^^ couple had just been married ; a ad, the ceremony over, 
 they were seated to^^^ether on a .sofa waiting to be called in to the 
 
'22 The Scot — At llomt' and Abroad. 
 
 wedding breakfast, just being prepared for the guests, in an adj.M'n- 
 
 ing room. The young husband was heard to venture tlie remark to 
 
 his new made bride • 
 
 " Jeannie, noo, haven't I been rale cevil wi' ye I for a' the time 
 
 we were courtin', I never took a kiss, or even asked for ane : " 
 " Oh, a3'e, Johnnie, ye'vo l)een rael cevil — senselessly cevil ! Ye 
 
 micht hae had a dizzen ! if ye had only daured to tak' them !" 
 
 A courageous cheerfulness under ditiicultics, disappointments, 
 4ind the thousand and one trials of life, is another admirable trait 
 of Scottish character. His motto is " a stout heart to a steep hill." 
 He is a "plodder" from the day he learns to walk till the day of 
 his death ! Difficulties with liim are but stepping-stones in the 
 ladder of life, and, rung-by-rung, he climbs, till he reaches the 
 height of his ambition. Is he sad— he sings \ Is he lonely, poor or 
 unfortunate— he whistles .' Ho drank in " Hope '' with his mother's 
 nnlk, as she nursed him on her knee, crooning the Psalms of David 
 and the songs of Robert Burns : — 
 
 CHEERY, WHUSTLIN' MEN. 
 
 When troubles rise, like cluds in akies, 
 
 An' a' things eerie seem, 
 Keep up yo'ir heart, though freecs depart, 
 
 Nae time is that to dream ! 
 The weakest man in a' the Ian', 
 
 Is he that has nae foe ; 
 Trust mair in self than freens or pelf, 
 
 An whustle as ye go ! 
 
 Cho. — Just whustle to yersel'. my man, 
 Some cantie tune ye ken, 
 The deil himsel' can't stan' the spell, 
 U' cheery, whustlin' men ! 
 
 Should love beguile, just wait awhile, 
 
 There's guid fish in the sea, 
 The tickle jaud may get nae lad, 
 
 She's no' the lass for thee I 
 Tak' time to think, and in a blink 
 
 The richt lass ye will see ; 
 .Just whustle some, au' she will come, 
 
 Wi' love-licht in her e'e .'—Cho. 
 
The Scot. — At Home ayid Aliroad. 2'P>- 
 
 Some married nieu, as ye may keu, 
 
 Hae sometimes cause to dree — 
 A scoldin wife may vex his life, 
 
 An' oot the house he'll flee ! 
 But don't do that, like frichted cat, 
 
 Just tak' advice frae me ! 
 Be unca fain, and haud the wean, 
 
 An' syne she'll mask the tea ! 
 
 Cho. — She canna whustle like you, guid man, 
 An' thut ye hrawly ken ; 
 But she can sinj^, an' comfort l)rin<?, 
 To cheery, whustlin' men ! 
 
 The genuine Sot is a loving and lovable chai-acter. Jf any- 
 proof were wanted that the Scotch art; a tender- hearted, home- 
 loving, and poetic people, 1 need only refer you to the folk-lore 
 and ballads of our country, and the love songs of Burns, Scott, and 
 Tannahill, and a host of other poets and writers of Scottish' 
 romance, whose universal utterances are the tender sentiments of 
 love, the heroism of the patriot, and the happiness of home-life,, 
 in its highest and holiest development. There is, however, a droll, 
 pawky, weird humor, sometimes exhibited in the way a 
 Scotchman "pops the iiuestion,'" to "his ain lassie," especially 
 if he is by nature a little backward in "courting." He has been, 
 known to wait seven years for " an opportunity ! " This may be 
 illustrated l)y the following " owor true tale!" A young couple 
 were out walking and talking "sweet nothings" to each other one 
 hue Sabbath evening ; and, as usual, on the evening of that holy day, 
 they found themselves in the churchyard, or burial-ground of the 
 parish, among the graves, looking solemnly and amialily at the 
 different headstones. At last they came to a part of the grounds 
 better known to Sandy as their own family plot, and as he looketl 
 gravely down, he said, in a low sepulchral voice, and with a heavy 
 sigh :— " Maggie, my faither lies there, an' my mither. she lies the)-e, 
 an' when I dee, I expect to lie there. How would you like to lie 
 there wi' me, too '. Noo, Maggie, if ye hke me rael weel, an' <linna 
 like to say it oot loud, just sijueeze my ban' an' I'll ken it's a' richt 
 between us twa for life and death." 'I^he exact verbal answer 
 Maggie made to him, on that solemn occasion, was never pul)licly 
 
2'^ TJip. Scot, —At 1 1 amp, and Abroad. 
 
 known, except in the fact that the announcement of tlieir niarriafre 
 was soon after in all the (-ilascrow papers. 
 
 Scotch marriages, as a ruh", are happy unions, but thoro arc 
 exceptions to almost every rule, and there are hlack sheep even in 
 Scotland. As an instance of this I will relate an incident tliat 
 happened not a hun.lred miles from Kirkcaldy. A younl,^ likely 
 couple had been manned by their am j^arish minister, an(i all wcit 
 " merry as a marria.rre- Itell." Soon after, however, a rumor went 
 around the village that they werena agreein' sae weel as micht l)e 
 expected frae their kindly ways to each other before marriage. At 
 last the rumor got to the mini^tei-'s ears, and he thought it his duty 
 to "make a ca' on them.' as he passed their cottage. On nearing 
 the house, sure enough, he heard loud and angry words being 
 passed inside. He knocked loudly at the door, and, after a deadly 
 silence, it was opened by the guid-wife, all smiles and liearty 
 welcome to the nnnister. After exchanging remarks anent the 
 weather, the minister ventured to say, that he thought he had 
 heard angiy words as he approached their cottage, and he fain 
 hoped that they were no disairreeino- 
 
 " 'Deed were we, minister, " said the husband. " She wants to 
 be maister, an' I'll no lat iier." 
 
 " Oh : " said the minister, " that'll no dae. Tak' a lesson frae 
 the cat and the dog liein' there sae couthie on the fire-cn'— twa 
 opposite natures— an' yet they agree." 
 
 "Oh, aye, it's a' veiy fine as an illustration," said the husband, 
 " but tie they twa thegithcr, an' see hoo lang they'll agree." 
 
 But, nevertheless, the lads and lasses o( Scotland are " unco 
 fond o' ane anither." When Scotch lassie Jean is in love she is 
 reported as "clean gano daft aboot Jock," au<l she is heard to 
 hxment in her fond absent-mimledness : 
 
 "Oh ! love, love, love, 
 
 Ijove \H like a dizziuess ; 
 It wiuua lat a [)uir lassie 
 
 <ianf^ aboot her buBiaess." 
 
 And Jock, he is, if anytlung, in a worse frame of mind, for he 
 tells Jean, that if she witma hae liim, lie maun just " lie doon an' 
 dee ! " At lang an' last, after a seven years' courtship— she accepts 
 
The Scot — At Home and Abroad. 25 
 
 him "just to save him/' as she says, " from deein' !" An' then, in 
 no stinted measure, he sin^s lier praises, and calls down everlasting 
 blisses and kisses on the very " LI ink o' her bonnie blue e'e ! " 
 
 TUK IlLIXK O' MKll BONNIE BLTK K'K ! 
 
 There's uaetbiuf^ iu life so eutrauciu^', 
 Au' Hae fu' o' eudeariueut to lue, 
 
 As Ma^'^ie's sweet Hoiile when advanciui'. 
 An' the bliuk o' her bounie blue e'e ! 
 
 Chorus— The bliuk o' her bouuie blue e'e 
 Is tuair thau earth's riches to me, 
 I'm aye weel couteut 
 W bile ou me ia spent 
 The bliuk o' her bouuie blue e'e ! 
 
 Her voice is like music frae Heaven, 
 
 An' her lips like .luue roHe-buds to see; 
 To love au' distraction I'm driven 
 By the bliuk o' her bouuie blue e'e ! 
 Chorus—" The blink o' her bounie blue e'e,'' etc. 
 
 The cares o' this life are euj.;ro8sin(.', 
 
 liut forf^'at when she smilen upou me, 
 My bark's on a stormy sea toHsinj,', 
 (iuided safe by the blink o' her e'e .' 
 CuoRrs— " The bliuk o' her bouuie blue e'e," etc. 
 
 At last, when life's voyaf^e is over, 
 I'll lay me at peace doou to dee, 
 If ower me I then may discover 
 Love's-licht iu her bouuie blue e'e .' 
 Chorus -" The blink o' her bounie blue e'e," etc. 
 
 The hospitality of the Scot is proverbial ; for, if he falls in witlv 
 a kindred spirit, or, as he terms it, " a cronie o' mine," he \vi I often 
 sliare iiis last crust with him, or " liae a wee drappie o' something 
 anell " atween them! The following song will best illustrate this, 
 trait of character, from the standpoint of the gushing hospitality of 
 the proverbial Scot, at home or abroad, as he feelingly parts company 
 " vd an auld and tried t'rien' ! " 
 
•26 21ie Scot — At Home and Abroad. 
 
 CALL IN AS YE (iAE BY! 
 Oor boose is stua', but snod and clean, 
 Yeil f»et a welcome frae oor Jean, 
 Her scouriu' tbiugH wbiue Hke a preen, — 
 Aye ca' in as ye gae by ! 
 
 Chorus — AVe'll ruak ye welcome, .lean an' 1, 
 Aye ca' in as ye gae by ; 
 Tbo' ye be hungry, wat or dry. 
 Aye ca' in as ye gae by ! 
 
 Oor bonnie vreans — like staps-an'-stairs — 
 Will uo pit on dour, aaucy airs, 
 Hut rin an' get ye cosy chairs, — 
 Aye ca' in as ye gae by I 
 Chorus — " We'll mak" ye welcome,"' etc. 
 
 We'll sing a sang, or bae a crack, 
 O' sense an' wit we 11 bae nae lack. 
 To put in min' tbe days gaeu back, — 
 Aye ca' in as ye gae by ! 
 Chorus — "We'll mak' ye welcome," etc. 
 
 We'll crack o' freens ayont tbe sea, 
 O' scenes sae dear to you an' me, 
 We'll mind an' lo'e until we dee, — 
 Aye ca' in as ye gae by ! 
 Chorus — " We'll mak' ye welcome," etc. 
 
 True friensbip is life's greatest bliss, 
 Its pleasures wba wad like to miss .' 
 If ye be oors- tak tent to this, — 
 Aye ca' in as ye gae by ! 
 Chorus — " We'll mak' ye welcome," etc. 
 
 Another trait of Scottish ht'e aud character is a Scotchman's 
 intense patriotism for the old land even after he has found a new 
 liome on some foreign shore. This may be illustrated by the 
 following original poem on : — 
 
 SCOTLAND,— THK LAND OF MY lURTH. 
 
 Scotland ! my own, my native land, 
 
 Tby broomy bills aud silv'ry streams, 
 They haunt me on this foreign strand — 
 
 How oft I see them in my dreams ! 
 I clap my hands in childish glee. 
 
 And play again upon thy shore ; 
 But, waking, weep ' no more for me 
 
 Those bappy, bappy, days of yore I 
 
The Scot — At. Uowr and Ahmad. 
 
 I've wander'd from tliee, fairest land ! 
 
 And pine upon another shore, — 
 Strauf^e sights and scenes on every hand 
 
 Remind me, that I love thee more I 
 A sprig of heather from thy hills, 
 
 A bonnie flower from yon sweet dell, — 
 At sight of these my fond heart thrills 
 
 And throbs beneath their potent spell ! 
 
 I hear a sang - a sang o' thee ! 
 
 Sung in the Doric, pure and sweet, 
 Of Scottish love and chivalry, 
 
 \\ ith pleasure 1 am like to greet ; 
 I hear a voice — one like my own — 
 
 While passing by some market-place, 
 In accent, pathos, twang, and tone — 
 
 And claim my kin — a Scottish face! 
 
 Oh 1 dearest land on (iod's fair earth. 
 
 May I be spared thy face to see I 
 Land of my sires ! Laud of my birth I 
 
 Nane ither can be " hame " to me ! 
 ^^'here'er my waud'ring footsteps rove, 
 
 This heart is ever true to thee ! 
 And warmest blessings, pray'rs, and love, 
 
 Are daily wafted ower the sea ! 
 
 It is said tliat in Canada, the Scotcli, as enterprising and pro- 
 fjressive settlers, practically rule the country. Three Premiers of 
 (Janada, in succession, have been Scotchmen ! The leading members 
 of our Dominion and Local Parliaments speak the Doric .' The- 
 presidents and managers of our banks and railways are for the 
 most part either Scotch, or direct descendants from " tlie land o' 
 cakes !" The professors in our colleges, the ministers in oui- ])ul- 
 pits, the doctors in our medical schools and hospitals, the principals 
 and teachers in our public schools, are all more or less tainted with 
 the Doric : and, as this is true in Canada, so is it in all of our 
 British Colonies, east and west, and also obtains largely in the great 
 Republic to the south of us. 
 
 On the restless, ever-changing tide of humanity — and in the 
 great swim of life — the indomitable Scot bobs up to the surface — like- 
 a cork — to his own credit, and to the honour of his native Scotland. 
 And, curious to note, the farther a Scotchman travels or resides- 
 from his native land, In ows the more intensely loyal and patriotic^ 
 
28 Tltc Scot — At Home and Abroad. 
 
 and 1ms a feverish lon^nni,^ to "pmg liainc" on a visit to " bonnie 
 Scotland!" Listen to his pathetic utterances, as he praxes across 
 the sea, from some far-olf shore in Asia, Africa, America, or 
 Australia. With outstretched hands, and tear-dimmed lonirino' eves, 
 he exclaims : — 
 
 "DEAU LAND AYONT THE SEA ! " 
 
 I stand u])on a foreign shore 
 
 And fj;aze across tlie sea, 
 Fond memories bridt^e the waters o'er, 
 
 Sweet home-thouf^hts come to me ; 
 Aiuce mair J see the bonuie hills, 
 
 Feel gladsome, youn^ and free, 
 My heart with loyal rai)ture thrills — 
 
 Dear land ayont the sea. 
 
 I see aince mair the gowaus fair, 
 
 And scent the hawthorn bloom, 
 I feel the pure, sweet, mountain air 
 
 I'law fresh frae heather broom ; 
 I hear glad voices as of yore 
 
 Sing sangs o' love to me, 
 Oh I shall I ever see thee more, 
 
 Dear laud ayont the sea ! 
 
 May Heaven grant me this request 
 
 Before the day I dee, 
 To see the laud I love the best, 
 
 My birthi)l8,ce o'er the sea ; 
 And oh I methinks, I would be blest, 
 
 When soars my spirit free, 
 To ken my body yet would rest 
 
 At hame ayout the sea ! 
 
 In conclusion, sucli is a fairly true picture of " The Scot— at 
 Home and Abroad ! " Darinij and enterprisins^ — loyal and patriot- 
 ic — lovinf^ and sympathetic to a fault; generous, and yet of a 
 savinpr and thrifty nature : a ha,ter of bigotry, yet deeply religious; 
 home-loving, yet a boi-n traveller : a true friend, but a dangerous 
 enemy; stubborn and unyielding where principle and honour are 
 involved — yet as gentle as a child — independent as a judge — and 
 as proud as Lucifer! Such are the genuine characteristics of the 
 indomitable Scot, at home or abroad :— 
 
T]iii Scot— " Home a7i(l AhroaJ. 
 
 29 
 
 " SCOTT V." 
 
 Yes : ca' me " Scotty " if ye will, 
 For Hie' a uame cau mean uae ill, 
 O' a' uick-uames just taU' yer till— 
 I'm quite couteut wi' " Scotty 1 " 
 
 To be a Scot is nae disi^race, 
 
 .Alaist folk can trust a <,'iii(l Scotch face, 
 
 He's never \b.u^ oot o' a place,— 
 
 The houest, faithful " Scotty 1 " 
 
 A Scotchman has the knack to plotl, 
 Throuj^h thick an' thin hell hear his load, 
 Hin trust is aye in richt an' God,— 
 The perseverin' " Scotty ! " 
 
 He's 'tentive baith to kirk an' mart, 
 To friends he's true an' hard to part ; 
 In life's great race he needs nae start, 
 " I'll win or dee," says " Scotty ! " 
 
 An' if he meets wi' ane or twa 
 <)' Scotlau's sons when far awa', 
 They'll 'gree like brithers ane an' a',— 
 A " clannish " man is " Scotty '. " 
 
 'Though aft he travels far frae hame, 
 He's aye a Scotchman a' the same, ' 
 An' prood to crack o' Scotlan's fame,— 
 A loyal son is " Scotty ! " 
 
 Should Scotlan' ever need his help. 
 He'll gie her enemies a Hkelp, 
 An' mak' them riu like frichted whelp, 
 And gie respect to " Scotty ! " 
 
 Then ca' me " Scotty " if ye will, 
 Nick name like that cau work nae ill, 
 I'll shake yer hand wi' richt guid will', 
 ('in ye but ca' mo " Scotty ! " 
 
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 Receipt for a Dasgis 
 
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 The Hidiu' o the Tawse 
 
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