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SABNIA: PBINTED AT THE OBH»1tV«H W TBAW JQB PSBSfi. 1875. uJfej|to6!>iMl*t*lilvi'il'>fr '^#tk m THE WIFE OR THE WJTDDT., -♦o♦- iJi Oakwood Tower, on Ettrick bankt They're dwalt a knicht baith.yoini|{ and Hl« daring deedg an' wily pranlu, wm*a* */^ **J«3«»« o" young an' auld win Hcott, o' Harden, was his name, A name weol sung in border lore, For he wad seldom leave Us hame Without 'twexe ona moonllchtspltoe ^"f *^^/f^ i^7^ ^^" • knicht, At Elibank, his ain' strong hold • A man aye cruel in Ids micht, ' olr Oideon Murray, be was ca^d, Weel kent was lie for miles around - For naething guid, but a' thing bad * P*" ■*»« Sir Gideoawas renowneds A deadly feud atween the twa»- For some auld sair that wadna heal. Had never failed thais bluid to draw To mortal hate an' pointed steel. Now Scott spoke to hit ftiUowers a', " Busk on yt>'te armor bricht an' clean, An' straught we'll go to Muiray's hr An' toom his byres an' fiinlds, I v li^.."- His men were ready at hi« c%' A score o' them baiOr baold an' stout A* gnde as e'er a swoid did draw, ' Wi' horses swift an' sure o' foot-- ^'^ **»e sun sank in the West, '' They rode alang richt merrilyt fiaith maids an' mithers «« they oast fSt!!:,l' Yt^^^ "^^^^ «*« ioWe'U see For Bcott o' Harden ne'er set foot, In stirrup gude for nichtly gplore, . "^ « wtbe morning's sun peeped ooi Bricht swords were drawn aa' dim^»A ^tj '^^on^ng licht had not appeared When they came whare their booty lay j hauldp •jdr V. '^!..*!:J\!J^wS& took tbdt route, ». fcTn to follow on '"" *•** *^WlUc8cottu„'.v'bU^T. 4 'oK*A^"'^^'^^^^^ ■'"' oNow bid.! yom ti-M, "'''^?^ W„„niher,.orjJjW.»;k|'2S^- sir Qideou suddenly f ^fj,^.. Wl' wigry *»7t*'i\v!Cy?Harden'B heir, We're fo^owed i H^tJ C^ulckly cried, «i We'll turn wad at ^ir^J^aweel tried?" Gif his braid sword ha. ^n wee The Bheep •"t^^^'lJ'JrViUWa ««•• Were ta'en by "^me «^ »\» ^^„ ThroTigh taMl^row ^^^ ^^^ , To wbare th«flr »e^ffV' -jang, ^4L'rdmJmSiSV'''fe-*' Afete tOj^^^ Mmay" men. « Noo Willie Scott," 8ir Oldeon lald, " IloHh laddloj qniotly yield to me, Or oUe I iwear by my good blade, A thieft death la thb wood yell io% For in this forcBt where ye're drave. My cattle and my ihoep aa weeL The rorbiea for yer freena ycMl have, At least your oorpie they'll nee an' feel." " nrag on old greybeard,'*, said the youth. liui while a Scott hai got the power 'i o wng his finger o'er his mouthy Hu'll ne'er give up Ul\ the laH hour. Stto now come on and d« yer best An' were ye ten to ano yo'd ken. That Willie Scott wears not the crest, To turn his back to Murray's men." " Then by my sooth," Sir Gideon said. "Sina* mercy I'm inclined to show To you : for this bit midnicht raid, An' less for what je'rt said e'enow • Sae lads come on, an' Harden's clan, * We'll humble to the lowest span.** *' Arm, every Soot," to arms, cried he. "An' ftoo, Shr Gideon, if ye will, Just measure weapons ffxtd wi' mo, A chance ye'U hae to show y»r skill. An' leave yoar bonny daigMers three, A dowry to the world wide ; Sao be't, ye canna weel bkmo me, Yeve chose the horr^, mm ye maun ride ; But there are lada arnaag ye'r cl«t, / ...^ o wham they would been vera glad. - Wha miciit in pity ta'en their ban' ; This nicht the green sward they will wed : Sae noo Sir Gideon bauld, come on • O' a' that may this day be done, In mortal fecht 'tween you and me," Th« fecht began, on iUt side The strife was bloody and severe, And like the Solwaj's M%ffy tide, They rushed and closed fnm fxn^«**™ .!JrinKly lyinR- Or here itnd tbere were Bing»y *;- But »f I sifted ^«J^^' drove before tHem, "* The ScoitB fl^Xef^^oBi core, Were scattered ere the w^,^^^ thexa, Could come *« J^^^Wled were, They <^«n>ow«red "nd WOT^ ^^ Or slain ^^f ««« JjT g^ j^ fought^ .Galnstfeaifu'od^ tJ*S^,,^.i^^ , Young Itard«tf«^J^ i^k ••«»«»8^ W». In's grasp ''^JroS iSd, Wl down beneath hiin, His hone 8*f«c» o^^ >. He iustanily WiJ^jJ^^n wl' W'-. And prisoner tee^fJJ «▼« way, Sir Ofdecn, th«wfc^^ "gS ;to«% Got a' the P"'' "rSI'wdtrfen, As kins nan, an *"~ j*^ ntlore. Sir Giceon ^he^J^^ld be b*««^ Thatthey together. h^«^„g^,^ Wi' hempen f<>'5f.tSJM«t»y'« K"*^'*'*- Led them *« ®^^,^fc^ the house, vrwrji noon befot« t^^-^V^h. ^^.:n' pSi wS ^Thl^ ^^"^ "'^' Bnt when yonng Huden she beheld A captive in Bit Oideon'e hand, ' An' ihocht o' the sma' chance he had, . C mercy at his u^jytoi^hand, A mother's feellii|;t rbae tttU^ln Her breast, and thoohts began to come, That one of her's of nearest kin, Micht some day capttTe be luce him. *Toung Harden and his kinsman old, Were thrust into a dnngteon dsHfk, ' And by their 'keeper they were' told, They'd hang next day^^ baith sfiff aiid staHc. Then Simon to the keeper said, " An auld an' feckless man like me, Te surely wadna nick his thrmd 0' life upon a gallows tepe. ' B,el^ead or shoot me if ye llkf , -ni'niver flinch, nor yet c To strap for't on the etm snag. " Aweel, Sir Gideon," added ahe, " To mak' him wed oor dod^ter lure, More purpose like issuie te be, Than cut him off just in the flower O's youth ; the only hope and beatL, O' Harden House, baith auld an' braw; An' there's nae doot but hell be glad, For muckle odds thWs tween the twa." -' The knicht says, « I»inna be scie sure : Nae sayin' w|iat his choice may be, ' For contradictiona mUure done, An' pluck an' spirit baith luiis be ; I wadna be a bi« nfi|>r!M ^ If he prefer the gal^s te<^. If I were him, I'M w««l adtilM. What my ain ohoicb wad Mi^eiy bfe.» 'a daur say, npo/'.thel4% Wi « I guess what that oboi^ wia\4e been," "An'what ina'y^'rwlsdomtiwaid, • Think ye, be't wift pe wndtly green t^ «OOideon,'GidoonMici^SS/^^^ ' , Sao Wythely then the la^ s^k' ^^ ^*''^ ^- « Ye'r choice ye ten ^ #1feSradS' Syne hiughed, and gi^d h#r head a shake. The death tiudi w£5 ijsl^U.^^' ' Tho' it were on the^mllb^tlt^ '"" Than wed a wife I ne'er bad seen j *■,■ •ft iTothe (The lady ■nrkAVA 'Set Gart plewiw* w^ti to cracit, • It iB that men are 8^ Iteow, Whence were wejf -An I »x *»*^!3iiiher 1 did wed.' Before ye'^,^!rthe iBal^ t«pWed, •w If ye in ^*, !i;^tl When ia*-**^ "rti ♦lSA'ye'*•^*"• «A,e,»ye'''*??cSnceIl*'i ^ Ye'U tee the ^*SJf ^tarww clear. ^r k^i^ ye* ^^llES reS^^ ^jSiw-e- jo*t. ,..# '1^ "Ify fatlieir Ium him priaoner ta'en, , An' fne what I bhe>hewil an' seen, He'll hap^ before the ntUliMVr^ gaae : Ye weel ken what's my futher's ihten': When he say* anyuii:^^ he'll ^o, He'll do't in spite of you or ttifr; How can ye Jest o' Harden so; When he's so near tL j gallows' tree-Y ^Tho rather than Sfir Old^nnteta, Should tak' Ifife life on the dule treb, The sacrifice of mine I'd turUi To saving his, if i^t could be." •*' Weel spoken, bairn," the dame replied;; "But dinna ye be scared, 'my lass, Aboot what nev^r has been tried. An' what may never come to pass. 1 doubtna but before 'the mom, YeUl fin' young Harden at your -feet, An beggin' yon withouten scorn, To save his life at ony rate, % ghring him ye'r hand and troth, An' thus become his wedded wife ; An' then for shame and prudence baitb, Yer fiiither couldna tak' his life. "•O mother, mother,>'ifaggie said, " To save him lies not In -my powet, Por what ye've s*id he'll neirev heed, And were we wed this vera hour, I doubt if Scott he wad release, Tho' I should beg it Att' there je'ii end jrev worthleap Wo. 12 Or swing «P^„^*J^e^ciknu» beg J ^ Whore mercy VL "lifc i)wad»«t Sc^** On a' the bojderup^ ^ Cau't take ye down i»u^,, Though I wasse<^^^.n end. OmaUterdoarJU^^'^^^eel, Conaent to weu w lurden taid, Just kMP y«' !S| dirta* » »"»■ .. rm Scott, <^ H«il^ ;Sb«S iwrf", a And ye art »<^f«r^ «,, ye tee ; There's «ti.° «v ul^ »^ ^f ^^* ^ I Chance has my "^ J«J^io taW, Ye're welcome ^^ Whi* d«ar, For I'll no wed n'*^«e back, Tho'yemy Ufe^'^l^^l^^w. I'd hung yej^i^ ent hW»4, As whip »,<*»«S®*V^ «el0Qme no,w Therefore r^^'^^f^"^^^^ Ye think ye ^^^T^ Winsome Hsg. K.. !! ?**" ^¥^** ">y thumV Bk Qideon said t « Young b«ggMty«y„cho|c«hiie iniidei The mora ye shall exiOted lie As high as Hainan's gallows tree. Let them revenge yet death who daw. i or aught I ken or aa^t I c^re." " O Maister, dear," old Simon said ^^l.T/""* ^^* *»*"**» «« »*e replied,' » Will ye d..8troy yer ktoemau too, An' leave his wife and. bair^ in woe ? Oh, sir, lay low that stubhbrn pride, An' tak' young Maggie for yer Vide." " Be silent, Simon," criid the Laird : "If ye liae sic a great regard. To be a Scott, an' k|n to me, Death surely canna scare ye sae." " £*5"*® ™*» »»'»" ^^"W Simon said ; " O' death I ne'er wa« yei afraid : If 'twas upon a battle ftel^ I'd rather fecht aa' dec, thaw yield • An' tho' my clothes ww torn aa bloody. I'd rather wear them than the wud'dv » " An' 0, Sir Gideon," dimon said : "I'm no sae very auld indeed, But if my freedom ye'U gie me. Although a married man I be. If e'er a widower I become, I couldna lang be wearisome : My solemn oath to yon I'd gie To wed ane o* yer dochters three " The knight incensed, he thus exclaimed. "Audacious fool I " and wrath Inflamed. He raised his hand aiid struck a blow Which laid poor Simon Tiery low. To see his kinsman tiutf atrii^ down Young Harden's anger knew np bounds. ,An' to the knight he said with gconu 'Are ye a knave sae basely born, As strike a fettered pris»iier ? ahamc ! Where's a' yer pride nxtf a^ yer igme V* Sir Gideon felt the laird's wbuke. An' as he left them thii» \^ anoke • JJ Remember that ttM» m. ^, »t noin, r^-o SHreijr shall ye be biM.*iti doon. An' then a wife shall be yer lot Or else a wnddy on yer throat." tn^ » a Till my ^? nie nijk ^^J( 3y taking »»5»\,^t af*« •' . «.,- . .. 8i. oid««;f. >«|', wftw «*f > •« :llRiy did yer I«dy send ye here ?"- The Udrd he thev wcoton to Bpeer. ".Just, Sir, becMM al^e ia a liiother, i^n' mother'e feelingg duuiA smother. As ye've a mother an' sister too, Wha now at Oakwood monta for yoiv 8h« thpch^ that likely ye mioht hae Stpme word to then^ ye'd wish jto say : An' if it be sae, I am Ooiqk To bear the welcome message home."- MDear maid," said Scott, « wi' «ief FU smother ; . Talk not ;to me of my deauMther. ' For if ye do I'H be undone^ I'd wish to die like Ikther's son." ««. That's richt," said Simon. «Hinnie, dear " He whispered in the maiden's ear. "About his mother speafe agaf%. Her sorrows »n' her gtUft to/ patii, ' An' I hae litUe dovbt bat we, ' Will get him Maggie^» man to be, And after that I^may get clear, Back to my wife and baimies .afMr.*<^ The laird to Simoi) , stsraly saifl, "What's that ye whispered to the maid V*^- (( O naething," Simon fbl'teied ooi, His &ce as white, as bny cloat ; •a only said if she gaed o'er, n Wi' word frae yon to Oakwood tower, To your dear mother, she micht speer, For Janet and my baimies dfear, AjQd tell her tently ag she can. That naething did me so tii^an. In th' hour o' death,'as tbochts to serer, From my dear wife and bairns iiwrever."- To Simon's ta\^ he paid no heed. But this to the i^trader saidf P "Ye speak like a considerate lass, An' if to Oakwood ye wad pass. Wi' you I'd like fu' wee! toien^ To mother dear a scrape o' pen : Md sure am I if ye'U domirty,, She will reward yon generonsly." - "And maybe ye michilike to hear, An' answer ftae yfsr nu^h^ dear, ' To learn how she the Md DAWS hAM ' 1^ your unlucky midnft^it splore."'^ "The Hour wiUc^j2yi.ttf«.l, And for »y r^f '^Sit •iwtel." .. Ycr »«**»«' y*^ eMe »lehk be, But what -he mjcl»^ ^J^, ^i^o^ 8om<*ihree or four or on term, that ^ J .. ^U poi From him I wKV^ n^^ ftilftU. LethlmhlspuiT)^ ^^^^ ni die «P0» *^^,Stay death i»m he. But weel 'eveng^ »f ^ ^, An' tell my »other a«jjt Should ordei «J^fJfSS«il h» ^"^ Whllktoourhoujehe^i*^^^^ To rue Bit w»« ^ lefnaeK Bald Stoon, " I^^^^^t ^j^ ^w# ; To hear his n^®**"®' ^h^a ^ftld, But ratber now «* je ^.^e Get Lady Mmn^ ^ Jj^j^^ ^ fiBffe» Sir Gideon hw«\ **r ,^ u«, ©if Dftak^ May inKT *'»' ■ " stop, Simon," now th« Uird cried out. << The maid hiis spolcen kind, nae doubt ; Let her for you get • reprieve, * But me untu mysel* y«'U .leftvo." « Sir," Mid Simon, In ii «wither, '< Yo change my mfmninga' thegither; If yc're to dee, I'll dee alio, I'll never leave my maieter, no I But don't ye ^hink that it would be More rational, at least, to eee Au' hear young Maggie Rpeak herw^', And her opinion frankly tell, Before ye fix yer mind ^ dee, On yonder awfu' gallows tree." Then spoke the maid, wi' due regard, As «he addresb'd young Harden's laird : " An' hae ye still yer death preferred. To Meg whom ye've not seen nor heard ?" " If I've no seen her," said the laird "I've heard o' her wi' snia' regard. By a' accounts, her looks are nM What any man would like to hae Cling to him thro' the warld wide, Just like a shadow "by his side." " Belike," the maiden to him said, ^ ' " Her looks to you hae been portrayed As being waur than what they are; Yer thochts micht change if ye b^t saw her, An' after a', if she's no bohtty. Its a' that can be said \ij ony" " Whisht, lassie, whisht, it canna bej Young Meg I winna, daurpa see. For this is true, at sure's ye live,^ Wi' a' her charms, whktfe'er bftlde. But I must say, ere' yo^' depart^ ' Yer words bes)>eak a feeling heart. Before ye carry my Iftsi letter, M ihh To my dear mother, I'd like bett«' "' To hae a glance at fow yoiirig tiifi€J TLat by yer counfPttanes Ixbilht titc<^'^> Whether or not it'nkizhi fe^aafm 'i» §< ^ To trust ye^^'a^tttfrljii^'* ^f- \ \\ ' i A. Utile - /•SSSirSn toce, But, Bit, ye *^J\J^e toU M«* Are oft«o crwtod » ^^^, And m »/jy8£-'*^i;£.i kin*-" A kernel <>' *^« ^y,!;. ^^» uAA be, wr gioww begi. ;j;y^,ei«Abiy." ^ lie nileed *»• *rj ooimtenMice. To gwe ^P^/,!L to y«i r" *«^J,' ^ ^"' "v "TjrWnet in tbii lonejy cell, Tbougb F"?®;„V«» M« B» fitter . That if yet ^•J^e^ry «»^« 5 \. There'. ^^»:fi^''„,7^iLu«x'««**'*(. An' tbougb ye we ^J Maiden s^- l-U tru«t ye ^^^J'^i^obtain, " Try « ye <^ J?ie ink an' !>«». . ,, Y"^wlSbV^«^1»dly to l^er ^*^'' Andwbicnyc" ,^__i.^d«he, " Ye may <;0U^^^ ^^, ..ye uAnd ^f '•^irtthfre wl' me. Desire; ^y^i^/%»X\ i* be Delivered ■»•» "^dence In me, Put truBt •"*^to yott^to *»y». I venture »*^^.7 , J ti» tbree day»,. Reapite ye'U ^* ^^;^g, 1^ Till ye receive ber »a ^^ ^ Frae «»e, wbMl gJ^JJ^^ ^j^^^^ Tor my «S^^^* *»^'^*»^ goo peno»?»*^' "^^w-r Xe tradna be *'^*T_. » aimon <*>*P»«*» A«* */ CI aE. Wi**«>* *'^ Were And free, to quicl^ 19^. Qiut wban you to his mother b;*r, 'rke letter aafo, w«d y« but •p«or Aiput n^ wife and baimlei dour; M| if 'twM MM that jro oould s«e hor, .Tolt tell her that I never knew, How dear 1 loved her until now ; 5.ut if shu ni5d again, Jutt gay, My /ho't wi«' '> .unt h*r niehtand day. An' tvil Hi/ bairniei a' Ihegithor, ♦ T ch.trg^ fhem to he good to mother." The young laird sat him down an' wrote, i.n' to the lasaio gied tho note. H« kissed her hand m «he withdrew, While doon hiM choek » MUii tear flew. «TwM early dawn whan Kaggie rose ; Straight to hpr father then gho goes, An' sought an intorview wi' him, Which he did grant wi' viuagc grim. She clasped her aims about his neck, And him saluted wi'respcck. " So, father, now I understand. It is yerwill Pll glq my hand, To Scott o' Harden for hla wife : If he'll consent, ye'll sftve his life;. Now, since to you I maun bo firank, Its due ilk child" o' Elibank, liike a' the ladies o* our land. Should courted be, beibre her hand She gies to ano that's netrersoen her, Or kent her; it would 8a« bemf-'.n her. An' never will poor lleg disgrace, Her father dear sac out o' place, As gie her hand to ony mwi,' Although a chiefl^n o'^hfk clan, That ta^cs it only to e«9apc, ''rom hanging wi' a hempoa rape. But if it be my sire'd cemMaad) That I to him maun gi« mV hand, I'd like to hae, before 1 WeA Some sma' acquaintance wi* tihe laii, To see what sort o' ebap he ia^ What temper, and' what miftd he fMU ; An' therefore Hhg mmt humbly pnijwthj That ye this marrii^ or *hJs death, Delay should for a wteh at lismt. That I maf Jkm a «j;,,,j^,l^sie^^^^ „;j5ow,faitber,don^^^,fourd^^ ^ut let me bat »»J j^i^ bo, By that time, an w ^^^, ^ e^ lUl eay IM" a Bay.sinceiB; . TbanAvbat tbc loi ^^^lo mou. '^Vi'a'myfa^^«.J^^^,aayBb.'ll&et. a For Magg>«« »*^^' you yet, . But if be f;jy;y"ou Window bigb. HcMlbangbefo^f.^^-ooipany" ,„ wV Simon for ,^^ ^S^llftid • pl»». Beingtbn8«snr^.*|getaman. To save tbeir l^^««r r: ^j,e motber sat, Tn ber docbtcn.' widst ^e^ g^^^^, ?ooWng f Xd Xe'dl^rhtm- Ilk form descriett I . ^ bim , Sbe vainly tbocbt ^»J^ ^^ ^^^st ^r ^ad bae ne^« »^ mind^^stre«J^ For sbe ^»!^^i! *8 'were brocbt to ne , But^l^«^ *^/EuS»b'8 prisonorrr- Tbat be ^»^T« and Vept «^«^o»« "^W'iS tltb t s^tled °n: My fi5«Ti^b<5S?i<>««?^"^or A»' o*^' '^ fme bis W»d*I '"^'him An' never frae "" , -aid by ^}^.' llin bear « »^«^f ,eiJbed its bnm. .. Mv CUP o' sorrowj^^ew^n ^^ ^^^^^ 0' Mnrray'8 clan, » The dothtcrg grat for WJllie^s fate, \Vf her ; but in htir present state They wistna how to comfort gic; Au^ while tears stood la ilka e'e, A humble maid in joy thqy heard, Had broeht a message frae the laird ; And as she entered wf the note, Desired to speak wf Lady Scott. '' Haste," the impatient mother cried, "An' bring the lassie to my side. Now, lassie, tell me a' thegither, AVhat Willie says to his poor mother." <' He's sent ye this bit packet, mem, . An' glad I'll be to tak' to him Whatever answer ye may hae. To send to him," thus answered she. "An' wha are yet, young lassie, dear, That speaks so kindly to mo here, « And takes sic interest in the fate Of my poor Willie and his mate ? " "A servant lassie, mem," said she, " iiut ane that would far sooner gie Her life to save e'ea yours or his," The lassie's kindly answer was. "Bless you for these kind words," she said ; Syne broke the seal and thus she read : " My honored mother, dear and loved. Fate has a traitor to me proved : , In Murray's hands, our mortal foe, I've fallen, and can't bis wrath forego. I'm doomed by him the morn to dee, But sit na doon an' mourn for me. llise up and send abroad yer order, House every Scott upon the Border, And let them Murray's house alarm ; Let a mother's vengeance n^srvo your arm. Poor Simon, wha's alang wi' me, My mate in death he is to be; He mourns his fate, and fondly yearns Wi' weakly heartj for wife and bairns. But after he is dead and gane. Yell feed an' deed them, ilka ane. But as for me, I'll meet my death, Disdaining Murray to his teeth ; For e'en in death I'll ottr him ae* That I despise him heartily. "^ !tt • Cried, "Wmie, ye were ^^^^^^ But bur»tW m*^t«»«^««f^ j, ^rong, Stc says, » Na, na, mj^ ^ ^ Au' only for bis ^f^^^J'^^oxxl^ make. Poor Maggie toe^^^J ^el^Af be ? " Of the yo«*«,f5^Si ^0«^* «*^*' ciThe marrying ^ ™^y gta^e." My Willie ^*^ *^J^7.t1^li^e«^^ it She ne^er was » ,j jg Thougbtak'berwB^xeaiy ^ Would mak'.tbbflga^^^g^y, And for l>«^«ji^'^ia8t»»«*l^»*' They're much the 8«u^ ^^^ ^^ "Then if Bl^e l«o^»^^'^i^g to wed-, My Will e ougM P*>^iSe^eft, But weel do * "JJr rfet ag«i»- An' the Kin** F - ,^ *fee IfposBibletoB^tWf^^^aedhe, icAnd if s*^*^*^' rentage be, u Whateyer her P«f.°^y The lady to the J«^^^ terhead, An' grat J« «^° ," v: a deal o' ywi. ; For kindness ye to him dkl show, For which my heart does kiadly flow.' ; But do ye think it could be «(M, That I to Elibank cung^der stored. Vrto proudly »* JjV^nither day,'' ^Yer lives are JP«f * *Sg Harden may, Have t»«t« „*^lrmade to him , Of the proposal^ "i^e^ pact, But hope on M»y ^ expect; -Tis useless fo^***" ^ he may, But yield or noM^'^^^tber day .« His life's Slated for^ ^4^ The prison door| w«^ c\, ^^ht an' maiD. The bolts ^«^ "?S ^as too proud. To keep W8 ^^^te their lives to 8P»«». Kor four dayswo^^. ^{(^^ f*^^^^ is he had g^^«^.Kthey should dee, He now resolved that w^^, ^^^^. Next day upon «^e g p.im. The sun set on *^« P'J. f„^ dim, _ thone round the Pji^S ^^ ,tere. In mttin' 8^*?**';L ©aiden came, When in f^'^^^t^, letter hame. Wha carried »"*7,,^ gentle maid. He thus exclaimed/ Myj^,^^ ^'^« r.*?Jt? could you now reward, Would that V *'"".' regard. Tn token of m.^^fl^fi^Ser-dear?^ How tares it y^^^ ^^ .^^t me he^je tan.werba«s^e„^^^enBaid \v n»* »»°" -^_ to nie," »»•"" dear maw , ID. rote, d, maidi" U " She is as one vthme heuri is bnikeny And comfort to herota'i,l»«jipoken. But she wad rather twa ^ban one,— A dochter and her only son ;: ■ And no«r she prajE that live ye may An' mak' her happy mony a day, By weddin' Meg, wham ye despise ; " Thus to the laird the maid replies. " What, has my mother sae forgot Hersel' : as to c sire my lot To be cast in alang wi' her Our bitter foeman's eldest daughter ! Who, tho' the country side >t;'d rake, Naebody else ye'd fin' fo take; It ne'er shall be," exclaimed the laird j " In everything I'd pay regard To mother's wjU, nae matter what, Except to yield to her in that." " But," said the maiden, " yet 1 think, Before at Meg ye get a blink, Yere wrang the lassie to despise^ Or her ill looks to criticise. Her looks an' temper baith may be Far better than ye'd hope to sec ^ As guid as Willie Scott hae said, Wer't in their power to get the maid,. They'd tak' her without any wtrife To be their lawfu' wedded wife; An' then. Sir, ye should keep in view, 'Twill be mair pleasant- far for you. To hear the lav 'rock blythely sing, Aboon yer head in cheerfu' iiipring. As for your mother dear to htjar The wind sough o'er yer grave so drear. Anither day ye hae to live, An' see an' speak to her bely vo. Before that ye sae rash decide, Refusing Maggie for yer bride. Your doont. is cruel frae his han», But Murray is a wni*hfu' man, An' whan an angry fit he's in, • Pity, he's nane, for kith or kin. Death surely is a fearfu' thing, To think about by priest or king j An' for yer ain sake au' for hers, Wha's now in sorrow and in teara ^ rwb «o»<^J^* .. t m^t AVOW, you Bympati^y »5^. ^iJe^^n Bee To save my ^»^° .^J^hter Meg. To wed bis Pif^^^y f^J^^ or Deg. Vol 1 would ^^j5^,?*^U»«^idc And when my ^^^}^'^ ^ubbovi pndc" . She'll praise me ^°' f ^ ^ i^'^a^ heed, u W^i;Sir. since ye ^>^^f i^^ , To the «idvice ^^^^J^bt to proffer," ^^he which. I l^«f,rfiwf ine to offer. The maiden sa^d 1 ve^^^ ^,,,, foil, To you -^.^^iJJ,?! «m more avail. And,wha'8 advice wU ^^ . u Whom will ye send enqu ^., ^^ „ u Ye'll surely no ^^ «i«, u No ; t^a^'l^^JuKl send to ye u And frae l^er *haA 1 " « j^^^ to yo«, „ yjil quickly leam wh^ ^ , true." Vvekeptmy word J>«^id%itbdrew, So saying **»««';?•»» ^aefu' stew, ^^'^ '^I'^t^i^eAurdid state. At -vhat the 1»!"^!" ^ in his fete. As weeVs her interw » ^ Thriassie hadna ^^tly L^/ Scott, '^V ^\rS' soJSw cC- outdone, WHh g"e*."'xi^ arms o' her son; She tenkin ^^^ *Twis thisl- Cried ne '" .*^^dv'' Simon wmii^,,^ u Hy honored l»fy». ^m gure be Joiii<^ To try g"?' ^^"J,V»«W ^ead." Au' save his ain an "^ .^ ^gbk, But as «t« ^n^W^Sl be spake, the heeded not t^^j;^^^ did say, Whil#thu8 «he to hf^^o other wg, • u My son, si'^oe tberes n ^^^j^^, yW to fie5ce^_^^^Udded wife,^ . "^< Dear mother," loudly antwered he, ^ " I'd rather hang on ony tree, \Vi' weel-rax'd nepk an' pinioned arnM, Then take my life upon snch terms. I'm now in auld Sir Gideon's han's. An' grippit ticht in prison bands.; ' But, mother; it may 'soon come roun', .^es, see' 3'e that it does come soon, Wuan he shall Ml into the hands, 6' the Bcotts 2d M V mil'*'' ""^f JJme sit or W i A nallid cheek, or P^JJ^ dl»gt»c«- VrSrcU to a S^fV,!' death avenge, But hasten ^nd my « ^e^enge, And think that m y«;*^eni»l ?«»«. Yer 8on'3 not deart ^^ ^Uo^s t^e, ^^ And tl'O^K^Jv^f yet again yc'U set. The nioonbgW y ^^^ .^ept, She Wng ^PJ^^ii^ti'^ead he kep^^ While turned ^^^^^^^ and clear. ?o her entreaties w ^^^ H^ long tefuf d to je ^ ,a, M lengtt agaAn rettt^^ ^^^ a, Who came into the t ^^ ^^^uc Sir Gidcpn>vill W " ^^^^y hetc, " Farewell, d^*^^,,th. ^^^ 8?»P«*' To see the g^^^e^uld mother's sake, Bairn, live ^^^ Jf or Maggie **^^'a Prepare the pi^^^^ ^^^ prison,dooi^ Again they "»-^,^,je^,n stooa ^-' An' 'Sii^^r-s-- i, irong- ae, laird I* Yonr hour has come, baltik dark an' cloudy, Now, M-hai'8 yor choice, bet wife or wnddy ? " Ulie laird he answered scornfully, 'IV execution quick lead me. And wi' the hemp aboot my neck, I'll 8how to you the ema' respcek, I bear to you or yours ; nor dread, To spit upon the ground yo tread." Sir Gideon cried, " Here, guards, lewl forth Young Scott o' Harden to the north. Strap him upon the nearest tree, There let him hang until he dec ; And let the bauldest Hcott upon The border dare to cut him doon." Addressing Simon, added he, " Yer life is spared, depart, yt're free." " No, Sir," said Simon, «« tho' I'm free To own I hac nae wish to dee, Before it is my nature's will, I winna leave my maister still. If he's to, suffer air or late, I'll surely stay and share his fate. " Away wi' baith ! " the knicht exclaimed, While fury in his, features gleamed. *' If 'tis to be, it must be now." Poor Simon said, in acoents low, " Since there's nae help foi't I can find, I'll try and mak' mysel' resigned. But maister dear, ye've acted foolish, An' like a madman, stiff and mulish." The pris'ners frae their cell were led. An' through the court they slowly sped, Toward the elm tree, tall and wide. Whose branches waved frae side to side, Bound which were circled Murray's men, Wha gathered had, frae moor an' glen. To witness baith the pris'ner's death, As they came oot in hianging giteitb. Sir Gideon then took up his place Upon an elevated space, In midst o' his retainers there ; To gie them drders was his<»re. But while the hangmen were preparing. To act their pari wi' awifU' beating^ ,r I Whilk made his counv p^ige, While ^^»*^^8l«ft™.«"^ S^i^vd, she uAt ycr request he "8 ^^ Anitler chance '^ ^;;^J cb\eV; AUhoiigh lie is^ajtP^ .paV v Than tfe the PS^^ff^n death ye'U tak', ^m Scott o' H^X'^iiochter'* hand, Altho* yer 1;^^^* f «y lad, to dee, sun do ye ^^^'•'SinK elm twe, ITpou yon BP^^*^'??^^, that tan Knwedthelas«*.^J(^^.,.b«n. ^^' f 'tt he%e w&t my leave? An' hrocht bet nei^ ^^ 7 V^>atans^.rtomej.my J « Had flome, one el9JJ^ „ ^d the laird ; A?l.edmeYqu^**;;;X uAlthoughll^™ ^gl,eiM«, Yet Bure a ^m^y^^^^d no sftet«t» And I «^o;^?i^' V iind an' heart •, But offered l^e» » V^t, to you, Is, do yer ^arw, •"J* ^j^^ otied, And rushed t^tmW^tt,^, " To marry ^^.f^JJ j. y«jr mother." And she, d^«'^*^!;JL^^d sald^' »»«^' Then Meg st^ ^^ ^ her froe, Throwing the ^"^XyTfff^^r^^ .. Poor Maggie, *^^8'^oW .t«ee,. A preference to^th^^l^l^e. _ Tho vera Meg that I hae been Treating wi' gcom an' proud disdain I » • ;;Jn troth am I," *he said wi' will ; Do ye prefer the wu^dy ntlll ? »• . «j^*l; i*"""^/®** *»« ; »»«* turning to Sir Gideon, he addpd, « Nov • i/» i:'»'ng that thi» woefu' ploy Should end i^ matrlmoniar fov " ' W% ^V "S^'- Gideon jSid f^proud, ' ' While mighty ahoptp came frae the crowd * Tj9 day prepared thua for Scott'«.doom A knichtship then, in fue regai^. W^ granted to young i^rden'slilrd And mony son^ ,ind lochters Ikir Meg bore to Scott o' Harden»« heir She proved to be cgood and douce A wife ; as Scotland could produce • While 'twas declarod by hoie«t Simon There aever was a bonnier woman. ' Than her wham Scott had anoe rejected His wife and dovouW «. A Squabble in Euclia, wo x put it in verse. uMr8.Wbai'.yourJJ««.H»i«n. Andtellbytoirm^nc"* Widout any bother, „ » The price of your canes. uMoriarty'smenaine,»ir, And a good one U is. What have yowagcnjt Wi'd ver comical pw» « /r EiKhtewipenceolottr money, Is tiie price of the canes, T V«vJv they're dirt cheap, ^^^t^^ow-»»^*«'**"^""'^'^ ..Its the truth I must tell ye, I know wliattiiat manes; YcMk more by half than They^e worth for the canes. In this kind of style. Makes yon an impostor And rogue all the while. Attlrenceyebo«ghtthem, Perchance by the lot Making sixteeupence profit Aiaa for me country i -^'^L' !^iund«red by rogues Like Biddy Moriarty, „ Of breechea and brogues. 31 To retnm to my ntmy. Old Biddy got rex't, And to preach « rough aenuon She soon found a text. " Ye cantankerous Jackal, If ye don't cut your stick Out of here in a hurry^ I'll play you a trick." "Your tongue in your head, I'd like ye'd keep civil, Ye diagonal shred, Of a limb of the diTil." " Stop yer jaw now," says she, " Ye pucker-nosed badger. Or be this and be that^ I'll bet for a wager, That like a recruit At the sound of the drum, I'll make ye go quicker Tl^n ever ye conTe." « My old radius," says he, "Don'tfly inapaaaion, 'Twill wrinkle your beauty Clean out of the fiwhion." " By the hokey," says she, " If to me ye'U be jawing I'll tan yer bare hide Till the blood I'll be drawing. My fists on yer carcase I'd be sorry to soil, Ye beastly mean scrub, Sure my manners you spoil." " ^hew f boys, what a passion Old Biddy is in, As I am a gentleman, Come of good kin." " You a gentleman," says she, " Just hear to him now, Begor, that bangs Banagher, Or ould Teddy Row. Yepotato-faced pippin. Where did monkeys like you, Get so much christiaa manners Ab to hide from our view, Your bioad Kerry brogue, 34 Which bad as lU8^^^,.j.^ Wid fine wordi, and bother Yer crazy old bmj ; Your words come aflymg. Like a big l»^t«5»' ""J' My old whiskejmdtipkln* Parallellogram." ..What's that ye gn*^* Ye murderro' yiUaip, Cried Mrs. I^iW^Y-.. With fury fast flWi*'., .. . Vdrallellogram,' I call yon 5 And say»t without ftar. Judge and jury ftomDttWm Would all glv0ine clear.' ^ .. Tare an' owns, hojjr Biddy, That a woman hke "^„„__^ , Should.be called ^pwjyhefty^^ To mv face,** excWmed sne. .. You /late-lickitf l»lack«««rd. You cowardly gneak, rmno«parrybellygH«^„ Its a liethatyespewi. ..Oh, not you indeed 5 I suppose in your honfie-, You'll deny that you keep A bouldhypothinuse." t« Its a lie for you now, You swindltog thafo^ I ne'er had such a tta|^ In me house in me me. .. You heartless old hfet(J^tterg9 rinse, After all the l)ftd words Ye spoke wid it since. It ought to be filthier Then yer dirty Mack ftce. Ye chicken of Beelzebub, i e wicked scipegmce." " Your mouth should be rinsed. You dirty old crathur. ^ X ou wicked old polygon An' disgrace to all nature. To the devil I pitch you Ye tougli intensectW' "*^f«»»8«Jar superficies, without a reflection." '' You tinkei^s apjprentico, . Or from her vocabalaty Some new wbrds to hatch, For O'Connell** last rolley Was more tfauibenaatch. ir«Aie i juMve ar ^nrae. >ofmfaerlypertp|ier*. You ought to be hung; 36 Now, look at lier ^J^f Ab there she does stand Pet^BdicularinpettiooatB, Convicted offhand. In all her circumfcrence Contamination appe«»; To her lower extrcmiUea Of guilt 8be' tlv The h«.d of Go4 '••??»»»**'"• »nd whon tta focini IM <»"' "* \ ' ArocsniodtothetoBb, "^ 37 ^ Th«f 'L*^*'i!: ^«*'*«^ith grief are rife, That bare them to their home. H?v« i?*^°*^.T»**» their wive« so dear, Have lived and loved Ibr yoarg, With manx doubts and fearg. Tn *??v**^ ?'*^"«« *'"*«' death, In that bright land of light. Cheer up the soul and give it foith, lo trust in Jesus' might For He it is that calms the stona Uf gnef within our breast, When sorrow in its darkest form. Denies us earthly rest. ' Then trust in Him whatever may come, And you will never roam, In crooked paths and pervew ways, T}5 41, Vf'']***^«*»'* *"•*?>»* home! The thought of meeting there with friends, Long parted from us here, ^ Should bear us up and make amends For trials in this sphere. And when on our last bed we lie. Awaiting His command, "^ ^^ni'^I every eartLiy tie, We'll fly to heaven's bl^st land. Song Addreiied to Peter «auld, AN IXCBLLBNT PLATm ON THl BAOPIPES. Tvra :■—" Bob MMlJohn.'' Peter tune yer pipes, Bang up Bob the mater. Oie the biig the gripes, An' skirl u|i the chanter It. «!•'• ft goodStmthspey, lilt it up wi' skill a<» r OMybe €lapperfliy. Justasyefciiethewaiiioo. i/r 88 m. Perhaps ye^ll gie ns Datey", Or aiMins^Tttllocbgorom, Or gnde auld Source o' Spey, Or any other jorum. IV. But play *e what yc •inayV Cfiiika«ffft»'cheety, Th&t they'll »o haet to^aay, Ye did it dVeich and dreary* V. Leta'ti?k«iblkar»und, Ken we kae roanu' times, sir, And that music does abound Inthisfarticular chme, sir. ^^* Aii* wlwn y«*n5 played a while, To please us a* that hear ye, Weal pict then i^-if a imaile, An' wish thatttochtmay steer ye. An Address to iny ftiend. James Scott. Oh. Jamie, pray, how d'ye do ? * T sav are ye thrivin' or no, • Or sJe blinded wiMore ye're w> sewa' ? I hope that the last 18 rh i^e <^i bT cool an* ^ected Wt^ keepia;* A nM*S*^daT wh«a ai»f ifc«*«» 5^*3 " O' ver task BMgr iwoercri^ivw w«» > . WheraD^inir«5.wlJ»l^% - To learn iik* schoiw M» leawtt, O0 A^ their hale disjwBitiong to scan, r> Th^^S-'"^**!^'' ^«* ^ impress U, "'**'«?» {wapleMire Indeed. * By dint o' the care and the speeA An progres* gone on nnretarded. Wi? some ye hae trouhle enough • Maun be «cholw o' a» dispositions * Some gttde, and some bad, aid a few ' Some that learn a^ fiistas y,^ Uke^ Ilk lesson that ye set before^ tl^. And defy ye wi' leaSiing to stpw them Bijt ye mann hae patiencTa we^ The callants may y^t tak' a turn, '^•''*?f ,*^*y «^* *»»«7 way see, 'Tis their duty to *fe and learn Nae doot If a bo4y ^onlS^ ^ Wi^^ifi* °»y »o'»»^««cal blether, vvi a wish ye may ajre yet get fair nlav An' a i^ajohiible i74& o» a tethe?^^' Ai^an the sch^S^^ia^^^ TotrysomethWelse for tfi( -^^ May ye aye hae a rWa* fu' pat Atf hve like ^ lord to the fetfer. ^'^•^*aA-} ffff'^ii ■t^v ^' ■ -- _ An AAOxmiQrMt, WlUtow ^a*^^ jjoore. Oh Willie, myfroen, I'»eie«n tli4«kinl To spin a few verse, to you, '*'^*^^ In^fr IfP "i2:**"'fr««»»*'*Payeblinkin' An' fresh as the spring morning dew ' ^teJ!i^*»'«« *^•* Pl^^es mf Sr B/acinFw;e'fin."i:j^^ Whan on him I canna set een. 40 Then. Willie, I hope ye are happy, Together #1' Nancy, yer epouBc, An' the bairnie that alts on yer iappy, Fu' snug, an' fu' gleg, and jocose. Whan a body In marriage is lucky, An' blest wi' a kind eident wife, An» aibllns a littie wee chucky, »Tia ane o' the blessin'a o' lire. An^wh^f^ the fteld; ye c^e daunenn', At e'en when y«r day^s wark is o'er, A' the rSad yell'be thinkin' and won^rln'. What pleasures fbr you are in store. W hiua the supper is set on the taoie, A^drev'reStly ye^ire said the grace. Be thanWu' that itk aiie fs able In bSSth an' in strength tak' their place. Whan after the supper is over, An' the wife puts the bairnies to bed, . You'll feel like tt porker in clover, * Contented by being well fed. Maybe then yell tiA^«^n the iiddle, An' lilt up a gudfe S^^^d reel Or aibUn's the Braes o" Glenriddel, Or Marquis 0* Huntley;- Fareweel ; Or the beautiful Braes r Anstruther, WhUk never should be in the rear. An' whan ye're conteiit^ wr plftyi"'. An' drowsiness cbmes o'er yer head. Ye' 11 likely to Kuncy be sayin , Its time noo to gang to oor bea. Bti before that ye lie doon to slumber Yer thanks to His gudeness ye'll give, For blessings which wiB.panna number, And comforts we daily receive. Kow, Willie, I've «P^*J?«»8S' And think it is time to conclude , Wi' wishing ye »ve>/«' 1>J"»; An' plenty o^ gear to th' «»<*« cremona. An twist her up, mpnma donna, «, man, it made me blythe an' Ucht lo hear sae mony tunes played richt • The gude Strathspey, an' then the reel ' Auld bygone days cam' stealin' o'er. For me to sit I hadna power, Then up I g and •cour't the floor, Atween tL dresser and the door. ^M***** **" y® *»®^ ' Jouplt, Till while in glee I maistly coupit : Tijo; scarce o' steps I danced awa uut, Kobin, s(Mue newfangled chiel Tf ^^' J»wi*« 1^8 ft>lk« to the deil : If this be true, I'll hae to men', An' tnr an' cheat auld Nickyben.- But Bob, I'll tell ye what I think. If Ion this earth I get a blink 0' real glee, 'tis when I hear It soothes my breast, when sorrows deep tiae maistly dooled me wi' their sween But now I think I'll quit my blether, ^• 1 11 tak» a step an* think on heath^ Be! eve me, Bc,b, I wish ye w^^ ^" I've found ye aye a canty chieK As weel as Annie, bless her hearth Th! w "'^ ^ I*?'' ***' *'^r*»»e an' "mart. The re only yet in leadin' strings, ^ inoir innocence an' youthfu' glee Are cheer in' bftith t« von an' rr^- 4o live for years to come, nnst-af jd 42 ^ AnMI the, dlnm .Wn« r»e Wic" Vtot • «..iree o' sweet oontent. K«w Bob. ««le nloht to yo« «■' Aon.., Arf^ Te've do»e.yard. ty hM«, ii. ■ %iXK«s to »3ftri«i*f He'll fiuu ii ''S'c vsiij "■ ... loll** To cuw. not to "»» P *= ■Sll h^ In love you cunnot overtask hun. Then friend, lake ^md courage, and let ttot Voili' Overt>aT&i^eyortrBop*stt^deip«lr. rgriet If yoursubjeciof thought in death finds relief, O seek consolation by prayer, Pour out your whote soul in petitions for grace, To strengthen your mind in affliction, Implore from His bounty in, hefttoii a place, And submit to hit wkoliesome confection. iJLM. fir ♦1, On the Dm«)i of Joka Onmt, £•«., BKIR CBlfenc, XODRB. Death has again amengot us come . And given a giid4en caiti To him who hale «ad hearty sat, In hk chair ta his own free halt. And will he be Missed ; I needn't ask, For the friends he has left behind, Will feel the want of his good adrioe. Fo# his< heart waH leal and kind. His house w«8 dpen atid firee to alt His friends : who came that way, His hearty w^come to his haik Hade tMir^Hert fkin tosia/. But those who are left of his fkmily near. Will feel the blasik thte motft, . Their hearts will clihg to his memory ^ear Tho' biitp^eieiM^ amongst theni i» l^t ' Bet they m«st bend to the stem decwe Of Him who nkles Above, And trusting i|i flim, in tmth ngne, ThaCHe chasfeneth iis all in loveJ Let us that are left a warning take. And prepare fyt our (^rdming end ; U Thdngh trottble at times oar Aitfa may shake. We'll tttist 'i tfcte 8in«er^ Friend' - -M Tn waft him to the wies , vv; think 'tis hard to beat. And ■••«'•*<"" •7,*?. In 8ong« "•'""' ..I41A, To dwell with him on high. 4tSeutheylUoyJ«J«;««*. With the depKted boy, .^iSth »Kl«rloui welcome tweet, ' Be'li greet them »» wc ^?- 46 FnoM UtnMFmAm, in mumMmm wUk tk* ahwt, he being tke ttUffeet^^f,^^^ Methinki I Imm hit little voice, In iweetest straiiu on high, Ab looking down to view us hew, He bends on us his oye. " weep not now for me," he says Dear parents while you're there,' For I am happier, happier far. Than when upon earth's sphere. The little hymns that I was taught. To sing with infont voice, I sing them now before the throne. Midst angels who rejoice. Weep not for me, my sister dean Who tanght me how to piay, And lisp my honoured Saviour's name In simpl<> childlike lav. But strive to live that when you die. You'll come to me in bliss, And hear the Savioui-s welcome voice Acknowledge you are his. Weep not for me, my brothers dear, With whom I used to play, Fot here I'm free from grief and care. In heaven's eternal day. If you attain to man's estate, O strive to live for heaven, And for his grace in patience wait, 'Tis always freely given. And when you're called to leave the earth Ana enter into rest, . 'Tls here you'll wake in the new birth. And mingle with the blest. No bodily or mental pains Are felt by any here, But all is peacej and loveliness Beigns ift this heavenly sphere^" Can bear ; in «J*J.^T\|,ai4 •l«n«- , , « As in the woxlA *l^*/fl3to nboin I'd toU Could I ^'^U'^J^XS «y b«^* **^**?*^^ ' The fears and JJ«^JS>*J^ent Uk rev«*J ,' But no I wygfi«'»_^P'Sr heart's M "to*!. To mortal m»«:J»***?Sd «Sd all lt» cbanw *, impervious to *»»«J^^^']J,Si tto»^«**»»'»*^*^'' Foi- nothing ^^"^"iXoth^fro* «« goM. Bince now uiy o»\y ^^^ i|, deattk alone. Ind left me Sere t9««SS rve above described, MythoughViwefifc^toW^i^feiljed And O. I wish I'd pn'**'**"!^^- every clond Xb would «P^W^l?wouW eibroud Of His di8pl«/»^^;Xmy ^^''' «~''*' My grief w^d •«'J?^fXt/irm to save. Aid trust in an ^^V^\^ d»yg of yore, Methinks I y«,^i!4^^^«2t on «^*,?>»?v. When he and I were »"^^^^ „r thought Of life's wide oc«»\f ^^.teer ot what we ought. What course we o«8^* "^/Jj^eln my ^^^if. . And oft school-goiteg dAyj^^^^i, combined, In youthful uean* «y ^ ^ g^ •Tw^as real P^t^^^'iurn Jd5 tho day, ^ ^, Each othei^ love return a««»^ ^<=»-^^ fjS When hand ^^^^"'^to mItthoodM state attained, And when ^,^}?^^^Xnnimv'i^^^rS''' They now hie vutue^ not hisf^ ^ fiUed He'/left a ^ank that uever ^^^^^ ^^j^^^^ fn mv lone heart l^J^^^M great power, And i must oeuu »--•«' ,„p ^ the last noui. And live in Mth «nd ^^^^ *J^t^,each the shore, \\'henhe andiwiu"* if Thontlitf OB the Vtaitf of Riehoik ^'m/® ^f " * *^*** ***^ money would buy Then life to the rich would be given • ' The poor couldn't live, the rich wouldn't'dle. This earth to them would be hearexr. I've traversed in fancy through lands far and wide And thought I bMifounil tbt-leaven Of kindnew in hearts 'neath poverty's stride. Whose hopes were centered in heaven. I've seen beams of light on the poor man's soul, Though his track through this life was uneven. Whose life was unstalueffby enormities foul. Hi* hopes Ikst anchored in heaven. Tb^on he who hath poverty's path closely trod. Toj^»»o?i»J»e life spirit is given. ' ^}iS, ^«™ "7 adores his Creator and God. 'Tis he has • title to heaven ' T]ioTiffl& OB tlio Fra" qj Man. O what is nsan ? poor weakly worm, When in his breast ai iftwanl storm Of guilt and sin, com ndinfl^ fiercoi Does all his inmoi vitals pierce, Soul harrowing thtughts his mind possess Through griefs and woeg and sore distress • His conscien keen upbraids him still ' Of sins committed 'gainst the will ' Of God ; whose mercy he has spumed And on His truth his back has turned/ Where He has said, Come unto }4e. I bo»e your si' s upon the tree : My yoke is easy, try It on, My burden's Mght and easy botne By stricken souls ; and in my might Id guide you in the path thaVirririrt! Alas ! how often men are iboled. That in tlktt wjuj^% ...afc.i Jjj. . - - -- - ^^•^•>w arc 3\^uOOi6€L : Men who are wise in worldly tliiagt Men to whom earth giyes all their Springs, 48 ^T-^rto have uo time to spare, To pay attention to the call, OfhSiwhoreignethLordo***^- 70 tfAQQ^Y* i. i.^A ♦hpe trv to walk, Maggy, I've watched tnee wy w i . T>v.. watched thee try 'to waia, I've T^ft^^'jrr .... round the room, A8 "»ot^«' ^??^*2idrT0u'd stalk, Maggy. From chaw to cnaiT yuu w *».„-v When you were foremow m T?L At aU your jttv'nae P^^'^^'^^J* 'Twas then you grew ^^^;J^U.,i ' SofuUofyouth^Ujee^*«^y, So full iA y<>"*^™ tfrWhing eyes, Drove care away «« ' «-affv I've looked,|t you fttlUoi»g,l|Uiggy, Bu He who rules ahove,M^»y, Yes, He who rales a^ve, 49 Hath plucked you from afflicUon's gracn By His patient lore, UAggy *^P* There is a proiaiae truerMaSir There is a promiw t^e. That they that seek the Saviour's love. When young, will find it too, Ifaincy O may your mind be led, M^eV '^* O may your mind be led^ ' fo trust in Him who £>r your sias On Calvarys mountain bled, Wurfty ^^^ ^hen you«re called away, IfaSy And when you're called away. «y you ascend where angels dwell. In heaven's eternal day, Maggy •■**«<^ OMNIPBESEVOE. (BELIOTID.) Kneel, my child, for Ood is here ; Bend in love, but not in fear, Kneel before Him noir in prayer. Thank Him for His constant car4i Praise Him for his bounties shed Every moment on thy head • Ask for light to know His will. Ask for love thy heart to fill ; Ask for faith to bear thee on, Through the might of Christ, His Son. Ask His spirit still to guide thee. Through the ills that may betide thee - And for peace to lull to rest Every turmoil of thy breast. Ask in awe, but not in fear. Kneel, my child, for God is here. •'»**««>i 017NBEAM. (SVLKOTED.) A darling litthj infont .^WftB playing on the floor. iTnen suddeuiy a sunbeam Came through the open door. And striking on the carpet, It made » little do% 60 ^ H«l ftlled Om M»« "*» ' ASftriM.««ytog«, But ii the *TB •« *™J' .au- Thro' which the iruu^ Shed joy upon life •«<»'• What mean, th^i.^-tf""- .rrrtj^'SIr?""'* Some everlasting vo\k f QWe o'er youth's mx&n v^ T^opa love'8 pubdttingj»tt^_^^ ^ ^' Lead thy pure l*^^;, ^" ' MetMnkB I>eat yon sigh, That clouds^ y^wJi^^^fJ"^' Are teil tilw on the he»Tt. #«, 61 To fthft Ummry of Burns ! Hail to thy memory, ch^ St otiu'8 Bards f Whn » T ^r^'^uVl'^.^^ ^" ^-^t regards • Who by thy truthflil, simple, ikottish Sy ' Diffused amotg them light ai pnre as day Thine was the soul that soared above the elonds And revelled in sublime ideal moods. ' 1^%^* !5® "^"? ***' **'^*y« 8<'"Kht and found F^ fro"» store. And m their b wake a thirst for more • ' And when ,n l. .u sublime, who'd but admire Thy soul inspired with patriotic fire, When thoughts of Wallace, Scotland's saviour chiof And Bruce, his royal friend, in Scot's relief ' rlTf^^'t?'^ :^***'°« J ""^^^^ » foreign 3'oke in7»W «»? Wed, and all their fc^teJs bxU" ^hfl\^^ ^^^' ""^ ^^^' ^^ described. The ghostly tales that he in youth imbibed Of fairies' dance, or witches' midnight Se '?hv?-*^' n S**""' ^™*""'' «»<* ghost's galoreV was chijfly to uplift, and not degrade Ti LT*"""^'. *,"^ ^^'J' country's children dear 1 at they m ght, whether settled far or near ' B ifP^ 7f'K''^^'^' """*>»« '" their Rphore \nd all V P^'i:?"^ ^^ ^""^ ***^*^ Son of Soni And all I've said is but indeed a mite io pamt the Bard's true character aright St. Andrew's Night, 1866. A towmond has siippet awa', Sin' we in this ha' met thegither. An^ I'm happy to meet wi' ye a' True sons o' St. Andrew, our faithcr &2 xrae doot there are iiher towk here ■ n*r:il^«hXldre1frJaW An' since o^^ f »? ^^^jji^^^foither^ To honor St. Anarew ""* |, ^ The land o' g«de^^^g,*'i/her schules, X^t us think on her ^^^^ j^gtitutions, An' the rest o^^^ e,f^^ ^J^'^he tools. An> be t^'^^Jj^^'l^itK 0' them ?^Xl?ft« their rlchte. Our fore&thers ^J^* J^^i^i. anmber, An' aft against do^te^tfcev^^^^.^^^^^ An' for that, in the g^^^^^heir last slumber. Scotch cl«^«i»^!i!SkSJ are now Uuda Scotchmen -lhe«U^'„„„„. Oe a New Teai** Wo». Happy Every Sons we met a' thegither, fu' o' glee, 53 Twa^three clans were represenlea. A T*\ V^^^^}} *<> n»»ke a splore. An* wi' fnendghip weel cemented. Made us think of others more Eve-y thing tti'3 kite could need : ' Whan we ate wfcat we were able, ' Cottlhons there had nae posiUon, * oreign polkas or quadrilles : 1 he dances inai«t in requisition, w^®""® (?^'''«>"?«fi» o'gude eighteome reels. Atf the fiddler socht to rest Scotia's ditties aye the best I've been wi' mony a hiDDv oartv Since I left auld 8cot!S?X^f ' But never spent a nicht mair hearty ^ ever witnessed pleasure more ^ w^*K *^v^"^ *****'^ New Year's splore • if *^?.^^^ w o'er the w«ter, ^ ' May they aye hae joys galore. ^ -^L";!"* ^ P«^« »«' plenty, Kail an» bannocks, meat and claiie^ May they aye be douce an* tenty, * Travelling o'er life's rugged h^e^ Canada, a Ho me tor tlie Million \ Some sax^nd-thirty years hae flown Awa upon Time's pinion, ' Sm' I left Scotland's heather hills An» cam' to our Dominion. ' ea»n' like mony a brither Scot. To try to mak' a bame &i; An' if misfortune's been my lot. She mau«n» bear the bkme tf t : For Canada's an unco place. An' fu' o? ne*os »»' »i^$.aJi . Supported ly toe hwn'T^ ' Wi' subject, leal an' tenty. M. T*^*" fook fine Britain's Isle, *ay here come O'er in hunder^ 64 , AccompllBh mlchty wo ^^^ ^, For here there « ways "". , . That Btrive to mak' a 1™8 • , A Ume to' w«y claM.an' "««<. l.aUkotokcnwh»d«~f^j^„ ,B„^ Yankee »nn«»U<«.,^ »,ikc, Na na I our warpi aa cosy ™w» nrc.n«ia;.I>omm«».^^,^„^^, We'll nt'er gi'e up, wn»« ''io any foreign m^SL«rj..g ^^I'ifSJura^kW^ Oar kirks an' KUutes, an- a- the Ia%e "\s1'^r'?«~S^^-. Gar us ^«^t**®*L°rroMtltution. At iiK» »*"^ , ♦Koir coMpeerH, When threatened wi^ Britain's sons, Took up tbeir^8in'«!;h^ca«lon» -, Aye, proHiF- - - j^^ back again AAartttmrin-i'»»<=*^*«-'"^' la hurry and disorder. 55 An' if we're threatened wi' the like Again, it's my opinion We'U naali' them jglad to loup the dyke Awa' frae our Dominion. Now hear me, Briton'g, ane an' a' An' ilka ither nation, ' Wha here are like a mixed up ba' Or grand conglomeration ; ' Nae doot to you the land ye left May aye appear the dearest, But when o' prejudice bereft Our Canada's the nearest : An' Canada is destined yet, . To be a michty nation ; She doesna need a croon to get, To keep her up in station. She?8 weel eneuoh the way she is, Aneath Victoria's shelter, An' them that tak' our ways amiss, May leave her, helter-skelter ! I houp and pray, that thrivt; she may For her I loe fu- dearly ; ' An' keep her enemies at bay Though threatening late an early. That ilka man and mother's son, Whatever'a his opinion. May a' united be as one. To strengthen our Dominion. -♦•♦- Aboot Hallawe'en : FOR SCOTCH FOUK IK CAIIADA. When chill October's frosty blasts, Gar woods look sere an' brown ; An' leaves a' o'er are thickly cast, The maiden soil to crown ; 'Tis then our thochts to scenes revert When youth's fair fields were green ; An' back to Scotland goes our heart To hand our Hallowe'en. T*m BIIHA «»«y^i. m~tf^~ ^^ _• To ilka ane that's here, Sae mwiy brither Scots to see* Frae hames baith fiur and near ; Their h«netr «?•■ « "^"" ""' ""*' Wi' iobor.modeBtinleii, ... Onffleesome Hallowe'en. ^ Auld icotlwid't son., whareV^r they l.e, Or what may be their port Iff honesty they bear the gree , romoosed o' trusty men, Auld"ffiand weel doe- rep«««'t, Wi' fouk that something hen. « Whcr Jer Victoria's flag doe. ware, In peace or battle keen, Ye'll fin' amang the true and brave The Sons o' Hallb^e'en. 'Gainst awfu' odds »weei, An' Jo maintain their ricbte wjd laws Brav'd a' their foemen's steel. An' if to trample on onr richts, A foe Bbonld darebe swn,^ ^^.y^^,^ We'll thrash them back tnro gw**") In gude may tak» ttie leaa. In humble cot or lordly ha. Where'er they may be seen^ They'll ne'er Ibrget, though Ux awa , Their hame an' Halloween. An Address to niy Wife <» Obrirtmw. 1888. ^ JS^rt"^ Mi^ tove flown qmckiy oy, ^fu ra^sw-'^o^^^e^^e to cower, 67 I always looked up to your counsel as best. In all our affairs whether biggest or least • In every domestic relation you were ' v«« T!!?"^'^"* **' 'f^*"*** y^""^ "^^^ »»«»nble sphere. Your tact and your talent in managing things Of a general nature, showed genial springs Of love and good feeling, with a mixture of grit. And to help you withal, a good share of wit ; A x^?7.f ^*'* **** children of coolness and ease : 4J *" *J™«" » Kood disposition to please. When I could not manage to keep them in order. Admonition from you was always their border. But when sometimes refractory, they'd dare to rebel, Ihen sentence upon them you quickly made tell When everything did not move just as you'd want. You took all quite coolly without noise or rant: And tho' we're now old and near the grave's blossom, I'm sure that we feel all the love in 5ur bosom, ' 10 ither, that we had when we were younir When high in our hearts life's strings were all strung. Hale may your heart be, and long may you live. To bless our existence, and not make us grieve May peace and contentment to you always fall.' With an interest iu Heaven, the best boon of all The ThisUe, th e Embl em of Scotland. Hail to the thistle, majestic and grand True emblem of Scotland, our dear native land I And though from our country far, far we may roam, We ne'er can forget the proud thistle at home. How oft have we gazed on that glorious flower, Which never in storms or in sunshine would cower inX*^ *J?r°»*' "?** Z'""*^^ ** ^««P» ^*8 green hue, Bnght emblem of friendship in hearts leal and true. On the lea, or the plain, or the bonny hillside, We've seen the one thistle burst forth in its pride, It s wide sprang leaves with stem double armed, With rough prickly spears, keep the thistle unharmed And when grasp'd by the kand of a friend or a foe. They must grasp it right firm, or else let it go. •■■"• •."^z "^-«-.ijv.o S.AV6 saiiieu forth to the field. fei.?*«' ^''l^* '*°"«"' '*''" cheering to see, The thistle in front, where the thistle should be, > 58 ,„a when 8^- --^Jitri^JXrt stood WghMt »« •'XjiCfl deed.h«l>«n done, Th. thUtl. «"*X majMUc .od cr ct ^^ p^i^e sweet. Come farmer. tradeBmen^ ane an' a', * or nere i.« ^^ ffcedom's sway. ,Neath our Dominion's halesome law ^ Frae day to day. To keep HI ^^, cUiBe beside, t^h* t baith land an' blel', Wha'beremicht^getjjaitn^^.^^ An- Canada may^we^^J^^^cla^^^^ ™ ».- t.*. wavs and means, an' name, For she has ways « ^ ^^, ^^^^ Naerackrei^lwte^^-- Togleabodygn^ianfash^ can e'er come o^erye-er gear —I. 59 Yo'll no'er bo frichtencd wi' ulc' trash, T»k' ye nae fear. For wlian ye'U in the woods begin To clear yer way through thick an' thin. Whan every blow ye strike, ye fin' Tells to the gude, Ye'll think ye're no sae &r behin', Though a' thing '» crude. Yu'll dootlesfl tin' some uphill work, An' whiles your prospects may look dark ; But aye ye'll gic' the tither yark, Wi' richt gude will, An' leave the &llow liare an' stark, Maist fit to till. There aro some f >uk that come o'or here, Who lived in a gey uppish sphere But aiblins hadna mucklc gear ' To keep it up, That try " tho bush " wi' doubt an' fear, For bite an' sup. Sic' fouk, nae doubt, are ill prepared, To try the wark an' be unscared, But thochts o' hame, an' how they fared 'Neath poortith's blast, When misery in their faces stared, Hak's them baud fast. Gie' me the hardy sons o' toil Wha used to work amang the soil, An' arena scared their hauns to file, Wi' daily wark, They're just the lads tho logs to pile Frae morn till dark. An' tradesmen, here ye aft may find In Canada, of every kind. To farming who gie up their mind An' quit their trade : An' leave their shops an' tools behind For acres braid ; But now I'll state my ain opinion, The fouk wha come to our Dominion. — — ss-.-^s rtsa. TIIVZSmS mJ'vS wuC piltiuu, 0' sunlit gleams. Nor act as if they were the minion 0* golden dreams ! ' 60 j^ Attld Scotchmw'i Thoditi. Cwld U the bUit on o^^WeUn' mountaini, 0' love ior our country the bowm aoes m . Wharevet the eon. o- a«ld 8«>«»«d W ^^JJJf^l^ Thetnwueau .,*,«,--«. bleak mountainB; SucceBfltoauldScotiesherhiman Die^^ ^^ Success to ^«\^«»»»^^'rwsJJeamlete ^reSn^tS^tl-^^^^^^^^^^ Beply to » Letttr from Dr. Buckhiun, OF n.WT, MICH., W BITTBK « BBOAD SCOTCH. T mit vflr letter, braid and gude, An' aif to ScotUnd richt red wud, An an w o j^ ^^^^ ^^ Btreicht. I little thochi ye .»« we«l kent^^ ^^ ^^^^^ Our Kude Scotch i*>n-*<•»« trusts »-. 0, A BO-IK» w™ "'"^ „ ^ ,«., TO »» rS^mlnle once m Lambton dwelt, ?o » Iril take ttot ^rt "«" ^^i To «w>rt a while, the KhoUrs hie. « rve told you often to.reftain From sporting m that if ^^'^^'^Jt,, But you think l^J*ly^^,*^*t J^^^^^^^ And never thmk you won tne ^^^j^ But some day when y'^«e» -mother. Ihe auld folltg, I»m gure would he glad A "^i"** '?"*'* y«' »*«*«" "»' britherg': An' the neeborg they wadna be gad But ghare in the joy wi» the ithei. U Jamie, when £unilieg are knit In bondg o' true lore and affection Ag round, the auld ingle they git ' Some crackin', an' gome in reflection A foretagte of Heaven'g bright home Ig thig to the familieg who feel it In a cottage or under a dome, ' No earthly power can rereal it. Noo, Jamie, ye wanted frae me The lagt bit o' my compogition. But ag I had naething to gie, I thocht I'd mak' thig proposition,— To angwer yer letter in rhyme R.,T^fn ?L'* ^!^'^ "^^^^ P*^^»* ti'egither, But I'll try wi' the muge to keep time. An' gar ae line clink wi' anither. Now, Jamie, to tell you the truth, Ye' vo, been aft in my min' gince I gaw you. An' the way we forgather'd gae couth, And how I did scold and m^''rsf »'>•• 'Cwge ye wadna rigo on the flure, " " "' For lang ; an' whan up wadna fling. But left me alane in the gtour. To caper, 'cauge I wadna ging. ■t ^ 64 But ^amie, I w«diia bo bauUt^ Kes«45iiig that rd hae a twister ; AcroM^VIn's kitchen I stalked, AA' cannlly spak' to yet sister. Sae Jtdbin played up a Strathspey, AV at It we gaed in a hurry, Ye'd thocht that we baith had been fey, But yet we ne'er gat in a flurry. However it didna tak' lang . * For me to be weel 8er»t wi' danotng, I eaed at it sae willin' an' Strang, Wi' kickin', an' loupin', an' prancm', Yer sister, Gude bless her sweet face, Ne'er loupif. r>T caper't as I did. But moved wl' an air an' a grace Like a queen or a royal princess waa. , Now Jamie, whate'er ye may think 0' the fua that we had when thegither, I aft in my min' gie't a blink, And aft it puts me in 4 swither, To think that our innocent glee. To some folk should be sae offensive. But gin we do nae waur or we dee, The thochts o't will ne'er mak' us pensive. Now it is high time to conclude This lengthy poetic effusion. Leaving you to extract ony gude Ye may fin' by the way in confusion • ^y respects to yer parents ye'll gie. Likewise to yer sisters and bnthers ; An' yer frien' until death I will be, Tho' the Bark that ye wear were anither's. Sunset, on the 2etJi of Aumrt, A.D. 1875. O what a glorious sight is now in view I The setting sun clad rich in amber hue ; Above where his departing rays arc seen, A mass oV cloudlets, decked in golden sheen, Dimpled and dotted o'er with tiny waves, Nor does it e'er its margin overflow, But little change it seems to undergo. Unruffled thus it lies, a lucid sheet. Transparent shining under angel's feet } 05 f,ii ^^"Ht'? °^ *^* heavenly realm above. Where all is peace and beauty, joined with love. The crimsoned tree-tops on the forest's edge. Around the clearing, like a stalwart hsdee! Add beauty to the scenery below In harmony show forth the heavenly glow Is there ji man who on juch scenes can look. And be indifferent to the unread-book Of Nature, as her works are here displayed In sunsets, or in rural Scenes portrayed ? ' If 80, he must be dead, while yet he lives, 10 all that he fr^m Nature's book receives I ■■—»■■ Ode to Scotland. O Scotia, dear, thy stem blue hills. rhy rugged rocks and rimpling rills Are emblematic of the men ' Who fought and bled in muir and glon In freedom's cause, and played their part, Gainst tyrants, who, with subtile artV ToyM to beguile them in their enares. And chain them firmly unawares But 'spite of all that Kings could do Iheir hon spirits to subdue They rose in might, ard to a man Resolved the smouldering fire to fan. iJntil it blazed the country o'er ThitnTf*^ ^ ^T *.°^ ^""^^ ^^e power That m determined minds was bred. Which ne'ei- would flinch till life had fled 1 or freedom's cause they struck h blow " And many a tyrant stem laid low Mke freemen We they have enjoyed The rights of f^men unalloyed ^ Then raise the Flag of Freedom high. Let songs of freedom roach the skv In praise of Scotia, by each son Who feels pride in her battles won ' 66 - V Canada, a Sketch. Canadiang, rejoice in the land of your birth, A land with luxuriance crowned, Its forests »nd fields are of copious girth, And o'er the wide world renowned. Its swift running rivers, and bright shining lakes. Majestic and grand to the eye, Its high towering mountains, its glens and its Unrivalled beneath the blue sky. [brooks, Its sons are a hardy, true, freedom-bom race. Inured both to dangers and toils. Its daughters are pictures of maidenly grace, And modesty beams in their smiles. Although we live far from Victoria's home, F^'r heart it clings warmly to yo, An*aid to your shores she'd command soon to come, If occasion required it to be. Canadians, rejoice in the ppi^ce you enjoy •, Exult iti your government free ; No care or vexation your peace need destroy. As you sail over life's stormy sea. , , And if foreign foemen should threaten your land With bloodshed, through war's deadly strife, Your courage would rise, and you'd join heart and And resist them as long as you've life. [hana. Success to the Beaver and Maple conjoined ; May^he prosper and grow great and free. While thousands will permanent homes m her find, 'Twixt the east and fer western sea. United along with Britannia's sons. May you always in harmony be ; Then quickly you'll foce all your enemies' guns. And conquer * y land or by sea. A Seen© in Scotland in tla Year 1602, The kirk of Lamberton it stood, Three miles frae Berwick town, rrv.» A«>^ A>t uce and q«ict j Says, ril be ane c hree, Will quell the Southern riot. But when the tug o* war W«8 felt by a» his r ition, His Lorct hip skips afar, An* ch^«d land, An' ne'er be thrown into the shade, But keep the upper hand. Long life to Bdtain's much loved Queen I Long may th« rose entwine The Thf' tie and the Shamrock green, An' til maple leaf sae fine. An' may we a' united bo, A faitiifu', loyal band, An' be a nation great an' free Like onr ain dear nati^ .uoU, VnUio aad Elspeth. As I cam' by the village inn, That stands upon the hill, Wha should I see, baith bleared an' blin'. But puir aald Ontcher Wi ^l- Ho was sae fou he Bcarce could stan', But 3tagger here an' there, ToJkeep him clear on every '^aun , Took a' the body's car*-. Says I " Gude e'en ; this ^icht is fine 1" He answered wi' a glower ; To spc k tome he did incline, But hadna then the power. His tongue was thick, his speech was gane, He hardly could say " mum f An' when hu tried, he gi . d a grano As if he'd been bo.;^ dt mb. I took puir Willi by the unr An' help"' ''dm a.a jg ) His hoose w neat my ain u^i. fium, We hadna far to ga^'. His wife, puir body, auki an* frail— Whci your., lU onsy dame — Cam' to title doo' and thankit i^ For bringing Willie hame. " Alake 1" quoth she, an' as st ^' The tear drew to her e'' «' Puir Willie^ clean ga^. T t' track, He'll no be ^ ise ibr m* L ;'8 aften promiiied me L. d^quif, An' drink nae mair ava. An* just as often broken it, An threw it to the wa'. Au' U, I wish the powers aboon . Wad gie his heart a turn, For a' he's gane sae fiur astray, Au' gart me oftei^ iQoqm, 73 I'll pray for him baith nicht an' day As lang'H I've breath to diaw An' aiblins I'll l>e heard at laH ' Before he's ta'en awa " I bade auld Elgpeth then guid nicht. Ajn' took the road for hame. The moon was shinia 'unco bricht. An' twinklin' stars the same. X thocht ^pon the scene I left, In meditation deep, How thae auld fowk o' peace were ft By liquor's fiendish sweep. ' I thocht upon their younger days Vv'hen blythe an' licht was she. An' Wilhe's sober, steady ways Brocht pleasure in her e'e. ' The happy hours atweeu the twa ' Passed o'er maist like a dream ' Irae mom to e'en, frae e'en to morn. ;'8t like a placid stream. '^'Vi;'"?»,***7 1'*"^ ^"^"^ y^^ *0 year 111 Qe destroyer came. An' b ht wi' him desk uction drear. Tf their a e happy hame. Alas 1 that -lur country's law Such traffic mid allow, To cause tae muny l ally flaws An' breed sae mony a row. I'm sure they dinna ken the ills That drink iias caused to be, Or else they'd stop the whiskey stills b rae brewing barley bree, f- ^ 'Twould comfort bring on every hand To mopy a family drear, 4* ^©"^e banished frae o\|r land Except for med'cine deav. M^ then wau be a healthy race, For sacred his+ory says, The strongest maa tl it erer was Al runed frae 't a' his days Our country then would flourish grand. 'Tv ould be a hapjy^thri'vin' 1 nd. bocure from want or woe. But I'm digressin' fer awa, frae wl^are r first began, 3^ But couldna help but gie a blaw, About our ain car land. The next time I wi' Willie met, 'Twaa at his ain wee house ; Whore him an' Elspeth baith were there, Just in the door sae crouse. He jiimpit up an' took my haun, An held it firm an' fast, His heart was full, he couldna speak, Till tears cam' at the last ; Then down he sat ; syne Elspeth spak', For Willie was done up. Quo' she, " He's to himsel' come back,. He's clean gi'en up the cup. I thocht my prayers wad be heard If patient I wad be, Now Willie's turned to good unscarcd, Alt' *0, he's kind to me; I'm just as blythe as blythe can be, Baith morning, noon, and hight ; Since he has turned to good again, My bnrden's unco light. I houp an' pray the evil day Frae him an' me is past, An haun in haun we'll slip awa' To Heaven at the last. An' blessings on the Lord our God, Wha's mercies are so kind, In turning Willie to the road That brings such peace o' mind. An' blessings on the Temperance cause That's dune sae muckle good, And broqht puir Willie frae the jaws, 0' drink's destructive flood." ^0 Dr. Bnckluuii, written in April, 1874. Eh ! Doctor we hae dreadfii' weather. There's mony fouk here in a swither, J.1Z uuups issK oc nay «o U2C isscr, SpriPg will be here ; An' no be winter af the^ther, Maist half the year. 79 The winter here's been lang And weary An' aften it's been ocht but cheery ' Hae gloomy whiles, and whiles sae dreary Wi' snaw an' mud ; ' While Sol blinks out fu' blae an' bleerie Frae hiutaclud. An' on this very April morning, When flowers the fields micht bo adorninir Stern winter in his micht, still scorning To gang awa' ; Enshrouds the earth in sickly mourning Sax inch o'snaw. I /ear there's mony here on farms, Wha hae puir stock an' empty barns • Whase brutes, are yet within the arms 0' winter's blast ; An' soon may be on their last tejtn In death's grip fast. There's aft been times that I have seen Things springin' up an' leukin' green, E re April sixth had come, I ween ._ Wi' smilin' face ; Now frost an' snaw bauds down the sheen, Wi' cauld embrace. But He who rules the storms severe I Can o' the frost an' snaw let's clear An' bring the spring time o' the year, ■ , ^ In 's ain gude time : He's aye dune sae o'er a' earth's sphere, Sin' Adam's prime. An' doctor, we sud never grumble For fear that we micht fa' or stumble An' we for this should aye be humble', - , , Short sighted creatures : An' ne'er for gear, no worth a thimble. Distress our natures. For when we think on how we live Sae thankless for what we receive. ' wniie all the mercies He doth give, Are undeserved : His bounties all our pains relieve. An laught reserved. 16 Now, Doctor, when ye this receive, My best respects be sure to give To the mistress and the bairns belyve, Baith ane an' a' ; While yours I am, as lang's I have A breath to draw. ( I Thoughts on Women. Suggetted on vinting the Orphain/a Home, OtUt, Ont., auperintendeJ by Mite JffcPhereon, to iohow the latt part is particularly addreteed. Hail lovely gem of the creation, Soother of the sorrowing heari^ Whateyer creed, or class or nation, In sorrows woman takes her part. 'Mong outcasts by their friends forsaken, In the depths of dark despair, They always have An interest taken, Shedding forth affection rare. Oft to misery's couch they hurry. Snatching many from the hold, Of barning fei/ :'s racking fury On the brow of young and old. Ah, who can tell when words of comfort, Whispered iii the listening ear. Raise the mind and heart from ^rkness, To live in noon-day light so clear. And who can tell what unfeigned sorrow, They can o'er sick mortals show. You'd think they from the Angels borrow The sympathy that they bestow. Theft hie thee away, fair daughter of Eve, On /our mission of mercy the poor to relieve ; From Britain's ^reat cities, choked up thoroughfarci, Her lanes and her alleys where poverty glares. From the lowest street hovels and tenement stairs, From the outside of plenty to misery's lairs. From narrow lte to me was never shy, I canna think v/hate'er can be the matter, That I frae you can hardly get a letter, Vm sure if ya but knew the heaitfelt joy^ The pleasure that it gies without alloy, To me, to hear frae you by yer ain pen, Ye wadna be sae scared to let me ken That ye were weel an' thrivin' as of yore. Alang wi' them that's dear to yei heart's core. As for mysel', my health is no the best, But eild aye puts puir bodies to the test, Wi' pains an' aches, an' limbs baith stiff an' sair, Puir human nature aye has its ain share. But why should '♦^e poor mortals e'er reoine. Or murmur 'neath the haun that is Divine. ' But human nature, as I've said afore, Forgets the plenished basket an' the store j The mony mercies that He daily gives^ Tiie mony blessings on our woaliless livci^ 78 Now my dear frien', my heart an' haun ye hae, An' maybe ye'U at no far distant day Write twa-three lines to me to let me ken, -^ How ye are thrivin' in yer but and ben ; How yer dear wife an' bairns are ane an' a', Now risin' round ye like a stalwart wa' O' stane an' lime, to comfort ye in eild, An' throw a peacefu' halo roun' yer bield. Now, fare yc weel e'enow, my faithfu' frien'. Success be yours frae morning licht till e'en ; Frae day to day may ye be thrivin' still, Till at the last ye totter down the hill, An' sleep fu' sound till ye in glory wake, An' at His presence neither fear nor quake. '^ A Picture of Life. A' ye wha strive by labor hard. To earn an honest living, Ye'U fin^ that some hae nae regard For you unless your thriving. There's mony a decent, honest man, Wi' poortith has to grapple, Wha ne'er had wealth come to his haun. Nor gowd crammed down his thrapple. His wife an' him, they fecht richt sair To gar ends meet thegither. But after a' their eident care. They're aften in a swither. But yet for a' they earn their bread In manly independence, And envy not the rich and great, Wi' a' their hired attendance. They baith hae learned to help thcmscP, By honesty's endeavors, An' nae ane has a tale to tell. About them seekin' favors. When they are blest wi' rosy health, An' meat an' claise when wanted. They never spend a thocht on wealth. Nor pleasures by it granted. His pleasure's in his weo bit cot, Wi' wife an' bairns fu' tenty. When gathered round him a' snc crouse, Wi' happiness in plenty, 79 Contentment beams on every face, In his wee cot so lowly, Wi' innocence ana inward grace, An' hearts baith true an' holy. But they who trust in riches great, I doubt are no sac cheery, As the poor man in his lov/ly state, Wha'i thochts ne'er mak' him eerie. Canada our Home. Hail Canada, gem of Victoria's crown, A country of worth and far famed renown, Though far from Britannia's ocean girt shore Her subjects are loyal to the heart's core. ' Both union and freedom our country pervade And in progress we will not be left in the shade, By a nation that think they can beat all creation In every department of late innovation. ' For here our resources are as numerous as there And when they're developed will cause thdm to stare Our mineral resources all o'er the earth tell, ' That Canada's a country where miners might dwell Our cereal productions have wide-world fame And that of our dairies bears up our good name. Our horses and cattle with the world can compete And all other stock that come in their beat • ' And all the big prairies that have such a name, For richness of soil and abundance of game Are not a whit richer or better the while, ' Than thousands of acres of Canada's soil. So who would not live in this country of ours, Mong it's hills and its valleys or shady green bowers On the banks of our rivers or by our great lakes, ' By the dark forests edge where the aspen leaf qualccs On the banks of Niagara's cataract wild, ' In summei's bright green, or in autumn so mild. There's no end to variety of scenery here Of woodlands and mountains and rivers so clear. A home for all ranks and condj* nns nf mon. Is Ibund in this country of hill, dale and gi'cn, And here, if a man is content to remain. He is certain a free happy home to obtain. Where he may enjoy all the comforts of life, If married, along with his family and wife. 80 *o A. Wanless, Detroit, Mich., U. S. In answer totome verMpubluhed by him in his first edi. Hon ofpoems^ in rt lation to a visit paid him by me, , ^ i ttank ye kin'Iy for yer paper, 'Bout ither things as weel's my caper. Whan I ran aff like noon tide vapour k^A ^ , Clean oot o' Bicht, ' And wadna wait till starny tapers Shed forth their licht. But little thooht had I foment it w'i/n'? I glowered and syne I glentit, Whan I got haud, an' saw it prentit, A «. ♦!, 11. ?-^ y^^ ^^^ l»a«n : ' An then the way I'm representit-- , , Gude gracious, man I An' ye're as sharp as ony razor About that auld sang, Bauldy ^Fraser, The fouk will think I'm like a grasier TT X i ^1^* ^ftr an' near, Has travel't like a working brasier, For ryhmin* gear. An' then again aboot my fiddle, 1^^! r^l'^'^ 'P"* "^>* "P *he middle, bmce she's been men't, I've gart her diddle r.ll auld an' young, wi' gleesome griddle, Can ne'er sit stiU. But for yer flytin, I forgie ye. An maybe I'll be o'er to see Ve An' spen' a while in pleasure w'i' ye, ,. .. , In yer cosey biel ;' Meantime my best respecks I gie ye My canty chiel. ' Ter wife and bairns I maist forgat, iheir pardon I maun crave for that • I hope they're wcel, an' fair an' fat,' A n. «...„ « y^' ^^*^*^ ^^' Strength, An' may they aye hae a fu' pat, A' they're lives' Ungih. 81 To My Prien', Dr. BncUuun, 0» BmXO DISAPPOWTID IH OODfO TO BBS Hllf. ih^^Jl 5"®*^ haudin' weel an' canty. Wi wife an' bairns baith hale an' teity • Wi» fouth ©» kail an' tewties plenty ' To fill the wame ; An» worldly cares ne'er to dement ye V yer cosy hame. ' For me, Fm maist broke doon in speerit. Wi' disappointment maist deleerit- But I maun thole »t, and patient bear it rrii 1, X ^^* outward grace ; Till howps turn 't real, come forth to clear it Wi' smiling fece. ' Now, man whan I for. Flint had startit. 1 was sae blythe an' sae licht heartit, Ihe Ills o' life an' me were partit, A «. *i, * "I"^* ^^^^ ^*°« sy°e '; An' that my plans should be sae thwartit Ne'er crossed my min'. ' But gin this leg o' min' were heal rse mak' a promfse true and leal ' To cross the burn and run the rail To see ye a', ' My dear auld frien' an' crony feal In yer ain ha'. ' I aften feel baith dazed an' donner't T^\^-' t^^u^^f ^'"^ ^^^fl^'^^ scunner't, 10 think that I am sae dumfounder't, For want o* chums, To help me whiles, whaun I am worry't* By worldly scums. But whan the muse conies to mf '^f'*'''?); An rouses me and sets me thinJ iv'' ' Auld by gane days come o'er m( jir/rin' An' cheer my hear; . ' She clears my een and keeps m^ ^inkin' Wi' her slea art. ' 0' this prowacal effusion, ' 1;» 1' ■^> 82 WhUk'a fu' o* nought but sheer confusion \(Tt, ui j.^ ,^ "**^® sense. Wi bletherin' nonsense in profusion Withouten mense. Sae fare ye weel, my trusty brither. - An'fraeaeyear'san'totheither. ' May ye be never in a swither To gar ends meet. » But may baith health and wealth thegither Be yours complete. ' The mistress, my respects ye'll gie her An^a.7h« wV ^ '"'" «^«^"^ seeVer, ' An' a' the bairns sae happy wi' her Tir.^-- iM ,-^'"o«nd the hearth ; Ma^ ^ic hke joys be constant wi her While on the earth. -m>'»*4^ To my Prien', Dp. Buckhasi, AFTHB A lONO 8ttSNC« ON HIS PART. My Dbab FBjBjf', ' It's lang since I hae heard free you • The reason weel I canna trow ' But man, it fairly gars me grue mu i. , . ^^' sorrow keen. That oor bjt screeds should be sae few An' far between. But nour, sin' I hae broke the ice, To write to you 'bout something Lice I howp you'll hear me for a trice, ' Althnucrhi^u -^"'*hoIe my blether; Aitnough it be na unco nice Chink 't up thegither. At fouk wha trien'ship's garb are we W ' To ken what ye've been bauldly rearin^ ' T/.»«oui. .^Ba»*h douce an' tenty; ' To wealth an' fame t^o straight road steerin'. ^jz puctCo au' picuiy. Ye ken, dear frien', I wish ye weel : I fan' ye aye a' canty chiel, .83 Wi' heart fo' saft, that aye could feel . , For a* the warl' • Aye playin' yer aia part genteel, The' some may snarl. Asformysel.Ifin'I'mauhi, Ihough three score summers o'er me tauld „ Mak' me nae bairn • ' Nae discontent shall mc nfauid, ' , In grasp o' aim.' Na na, dear frien', 'twill never tell Whann ane grows anld to scrimp himsel' O's share o' glee,.an' mirtk as wSi ; ' Astuv he'd o'er a whunstane fell, An' broke 's bench bane. I aft sit doon, an' aften think, S?.n,l^/ ^'^^ ^"' ^'^ « Wink, T^ ould gar me sec without a wink c„ , Auld times aeain ' Sac young I'd feel, I'd joke and jink Wi' micht an' main. But Doctor I maun thole an' bear. That some day I to y^u'JI be near mu Infriea'shipflne-* Then want of glee I'll never fe^,' Nor h( art to tine. An' noo, fareweel, my iVien' and brithpr Sae keep yer head an' heart thegithet ' An' may ye near be in a swithef '^ A „, ^ As lang's ye live'; An frae ae year's en' to the ither, Nae cause to grie'vo. My due respec's to wife an' bairns f^y^'^'y hae joy in ither's .^ms? ' ' An' flourish gran' like forest ferns, ■««,, _ .. Baith fresh an' fkir . TTiuio we lie safe anegth our cairns For ever mair. 84 SONQ: Sweet Mary, Flower of Oaslaii Halt Tax«.~« Min PorbeiffaremU to ^anf." As I went out one morning fair Th J w^''* *5® ^^""^ ™'^"*^ of June, Tlie feathered songster's voices rare Kept all the woods and vales in tune B7 chance I met a bonny lass. A lovely lass as e'er I saw, For there are few in charms surnass Sweet Mary, flower of Ossian Ha?.' Her cheeks are like the roses red Her haael eyes so modest look,' Wfth lips that rubies lustre shed And teeth like pebbles of the brook Her neck is of a pearly white In stature tall, and middle small. Twould take ower lang for me to write, All Mary's charms of Ossian Hall. The smile that plays around her mouth Enchanting as the sun's bright rays r^ ?H ^*r ^T '"^ ^°^« ««d truth, ' Th"^ H It *^® ^'J*"" of »" h«r ways. The dark brown hair in ringlets flows U^l^!' -f,! milk white neck so sm^l, Her face with sweet contentment glows Young Mary, flower of Ossian Hall I knew her when a smiling babe A lovely bud as e'er was seen, ' A 1 T 8*»?' stands a full blown rose, A lovely girl of sweet sixteen. I ve tjravelled some e'er distant lands An mony a fair young flower I saw. But all the flowers with colors grand. Were nocht to her of Ossian Ha' I 86 . A few Seatterr>d Thochts. This warld'g naething Int a fecht Atween the crookit an' the Btraucht : A fecht wi' some the warld to win An' pooftith- leave awa» behin.' ' A fecht wi' them wi' fouth o' gear, To heap it up an' mak' it mair. On this their heart and minds are bent. They naething ken 'bout sweet content. Iheir mind 's uneasy nicht an' day An' a* they do an' a' they say, ' Betokens that their mind 's made up To fill wi' gear their earthly cup. An* a' the pleasure that they tak' Is in the riches they can mak' ' We envy not their weel hained gear That they hoard up frae year to year • We envy not their golden treasure, Their heapn on heaps, without a measure Ihey canna breathe sae free as we, Wha ne'er kent what it was to be Nursed in the lap 0* wealth an' ease Wi' plenty aye o' meat an' claise. Provided lichtly to oor hauu',- Without the fyke o' ploy or plan, Na, na, wi' a' their show an' glitter. They canna hide the gatherin litter That aften crowds aroun' their heart An' on their vitals throws a dart. Though poortith's blasts may rudely blaw An' we puir bodies staun the thraw ' O' the wari's wiles baith up and doon. We'll never grieve, nor even croon, But tak' what Heaven is pleased to gio An' neither grane or wat an e'e ' *^o«* riches, or the pleasures o' them Nor daftly set our minds upon them ' Our lowly cot an' humble fare, Free frae such pomp an' phantom glare Believes our min's o' mony a care ' Although our haudin's smu' an' bare. I I 86 LXNS8 iMcribed to ft Young Priend o^ the Author. Come, ^rah dear, and lot us utray Where dewdrops hang on everr snrav "• Where warbling nonglterg fiuThe^a™^ ' With mingled notes their voices rZ' Come where the flowers in beauty b7wm Sn*l*t ^f"***^ ^°''«" of"-^^^ perfume ' bo thickly studded on th strJnd ' Of Canada your native land. When we look all around our path And see the charms that na^irhatlr To every heart and every eye, ' Of those whom nature can deicry. Thev nSl ^?«*°»«,«' Iake« "o clear, ihey pm b« work o' his own hand In Canard. ? native land. ' our noble font^'itS^Z^Z' *^^"' Wave hghtly, humming as a band. In Canada your native land. ' To^'il 'S*1l" *? "'^'^ •«» «tte<» well To miilVi^" ''"f^ '^"^ ~P*»'« • "ell : To SinWK "^Y^ *° «^*«^"» Mood ' To thank the giver of all good. For mercies to us, though uns^ght. • For his ^at love to us unboiSit ' Thrown down by an Almighty bind On Canada your native laud ' ' BOWO.-THE TH1BTI.B. ORIOWAL Ara AT TIM AUTHOB. JnfrrendsWn'^w^^^^^^ TheiJThttVtliS/^i;^!^^^^^ ' vv MIo thought. «f ihetiiirtie w;^^ti"^,^4-& e'.. m CUOBCS. Hurmh for the thinle that w»vei on the hill : Harrah for the thintle that grows by the rill ; Hurrah for the thiRtle down by the (^yke side, Tho bonny Scotch thigtle, auld Scotia's pride. When our forefathers focht In our country's cause, Defending their hames, their kirl( anrt their laws, When mony brave Scots were laid low in their gore, The thistle waved high on the banners tliey bore. Chobob. — Harrah, Ac. And in crowning of mon chs on Scotia's throne. When kings, dukes, and lords, assembled at Scon^, ' M3ngst all the gay flowers were then to be seen, S^-od proudest and gayest the thistle sae green. Chorus. — Hunah, ftc. And in mair modem times, when Victoria the good, Oft visits the land of the mountain and flood, She wanders alone by the forester glade. Protected and safe 'neath the tall thistle's shade. Chobus. — Hurrah, *c. O, Scotland I 'tis lang since I left thy loved shore, But the langer I*m absent I love ttiee the more, And perhaps ere I die I may see thee again. And view the proud thistle at hame on the plain. Chorus. Hurrah for the Thistle and Shamrock so green. Hurrah for the Rose that grows up between. Hurrah for the Beaver, though lai^ yet not least. Whose lEune is well known from the west the east. soNa. TuHi— " Wotfed on' married an^ a'." Ae day as I gaed to Petrolea, My way up the line 1 did seek ; Oh it was not the scented magnolia, I inhaled ss ! wsnt us ths nr^Ak But the smoke an' the gas frae the enginei, Came flying aboofc like a clond, IMAGE EVALUATION TEST TARGET (MT-S) 1.0 I.I ■ 1.25 125 lit 116 1 4.0 1.4 1.8 1.6 150mm 6" — ^ V > / V /a /APPLIED J IIVMGE . Inc ■sss . 1653 East Main Street "^jg *- Rochester, NY 14609 USA -s^.a; Phone: 716/482-0300 •^='-^= Fax: 716/288-5989 O 1 993, Applied Image, Inc. , All Rights Reserved '^ r\ ^ o 4 ^^L..«i ^^k "^l^* ^ ^ '^ ^t.^ & ^^ '^ 88 SonjetittM wi» w'^^fJ' *»y'« toil ' While Imrtihfp ^f2l%'^ <>»' *•• proof or iJ^^i»weiiIi«>oce blank, While the grass grows o'er my gravel, And then my voice you'll hear no more, Near Bear Greek';: silent wave. '••>»*«'«ah* Bone;— Boanla Sootoli ^MBie. ^ m/' ^J^ !**!^ "*y ^»»y *«>*«*» 3wnie, H<» fluMi is SO fiar, an' she's handsome as any. And love, warmest love, in her bosom presides. 90 W8CB1BBD TO A mix • *^^^' "i^r 2?-'?«^•*'• ^■""-^£S-1-- For whun ♦!. » ""V-wnty o. Th. dew fw^pS^S, » f -""■ ° on uae; devotion. reet. imtion, '« 80 neat, country sen. « ^'ntrv, >re*ea. •nOLtA. 0, 9i The thochta o* Scotland's heather hillg Whan for awa we're fne them, Her rugged crags and wimplin' rilis. Knit us the closer to them, 0. Chorus — For, Ac. Nae doot there's fouk wi' faces lang An' consciences to match them. O Wha dauma laugh or sing a sang ' For fear mischief micht catch them. O Sic fouk may try an' spin a thread. To me a ravel't yarn, 0, But sorrow drown them in a quid Or I their hose wad darn, O. ' Chorcb— For, Ac. An* noo, nv frien', sin' ye hae got Yer canny wife beside ye, 0, Her winsome ways, I'll wad a groat. Uar sunshine aye betide ye, O, Lang may ye baith In wedlock graith. Enjoy baith peace an' plenty. O An* may ye sec, before ye dee, ' Yer youngest lass gran' aunty, 0, Sae we'll a' gang to Samil'd house, Where maut an' meal is plenty ; We'll a' gang to Samil's house, An' haud our ranty-tanty, O I SONO.HSIOOTLAND. OBIOIVAI, AW BT TBI AVTHOB. ^ f„H"*"**K?f.!*';* ***" ^ **»« ^^^ Of thy sons. And ought that to thee appertoins • ' n?r*fV *° '^^ *^^ff proud focmen's guns A«^^*i' ^TT ***** *<>^« »**" '^t^HH. To J~fi ^i*"*^ '"Z r."***"^ •'^•^ ^«>m thy shore. To dwell in some iar distant clime. »TJ.%£f 1 i **C*^® ^"** mountain thyme. TT«fi 1*^1'''**" ***'' freedom her banner retains ^ Unfurled by our forefathers bmve. ' * T^«Tfc^\'5 ""^ .?^"* **»* ''*•*» »»**»»d disdains To shrink from the fight or a grave. , DefeniSg ^ur'l^/** '^'^on» and deed, h . And the birth nf- * ?• °'*° «nd ali " ^^« ^en ■«««., PetroUa. *'*'^y» Do*r Patrick t i. - - Since yoSa J ?? "'^^^ *^ocbt. That i»u?ual7nwK'*«r-d. O While thro' lifX^I^jy^ ^e sicht. Though e'er sae du» af' h^ ^"•^' CaoBtrs-Then let us trl L , "^^' ^• Out o'er this i^,i'7® *«' 'o«P Aye haudiV fSt fh'^"** troubles; 0- To balanV^i^/t^Sf^ Wp^' tetitr-"-^^^ C^i« me a blLi 2 ' f'^', V*"^'^'' O, An' nich slTps ai " '^'P'* V, ^5«warl'sfeclftr^«^eneIy,o?^' ^««e«t times «1?ewi^*^*> That wertnft' for some frien'lf chat I'd scarce do ocht but yaumer, o! CHOBua.— Then let ns try to keep weel up, Our frien'ship lang an' cheerr. O. An' may we never drink the cup 0' discontent sae dreary, 0. Noo, Patrick, I hae spun a yarn To you fu' blythe an' cheery. 0. .m*^ ° I've dune a frien'ly turn, 'Twill never mak' me eerie, O. Nae wish hae I, 'tween you aa' I But frien'ships growth sincerely , 0. An whan we meet wi' mirth an' joy. . I'll tune my pipes sae clearly, 0. CHORus—Then we'll a' sing auld Scotland's sangs. To keep our hearts fu' canty, O, We'll blow them out baith loud an' lang. An' hand our heads fu' vaunty, O. BONO, Imcribed to my Friend, A. Wihon, E,q., WardsvilU, Ont., an early and intimate aequaintanee in Scotland. I houp yer weel, my dear auld frien' Aye keepin' blythe an' canty. O ' A ^?«*b,«>eat, an' claise, an' sheen, An' health an' peace in plenty, I houp yer bairns are doing weel An' are a' thrivin' finely, 0, While in yer warm an' cosy biel' They're u' sae good an' kin'ly, O. Caonca.— We'll a' gang to Andrew's hoose, An' spen' the nicht sae cheery, O. Wi' Scotia's sangs an' lilt^ sae crouse. Our hearts will ne'er grow weary O. Its lang sin' you an' I hae met. To spen' a nicht thegither, O, But haud yer whisht an',bide ye vet I'll soon be aff my tether, O' ' ' If twa three sunny days wad come, Wi' clear blue sky sae bonny, O, W «M; II' 11 1 1 Togee my auld H «*ng, Ac. * mony 'AitJiough We've fu> Which «mr„".'J"f '""J^'"' '»»'>•, • Spent moor. 1,. ° "»" '«elV. O I" .port L' fe^7 -fii^H The Mae a„„ by »»! *" «'y. O. ' tike onv A*i.=- ^**'* *n' I -An' Andrew tto^"i^ '*5«' eerie, ' Caoars—For we'll J '^ *'°*^' 0- ^n^ sing auld SCO S Tn^^'^'^' 0' That never fag JJ,V«^;^^^crouse, "••«, aom. ^ '^^^^.'-"HcUn Cattle," """Ke me m tt.tiin»fi,i i. °"> 95 Load me to scenes where nature blooms. Where every flower in season comes, Lead me to scenes' midst nature's bowers And let me muse amongst the flowers. Come, gentle Mary, come with me. And let us sing in unity ; Come where the birds chant their sweet song. And let us join the warbling throng. ^' I've loved thee, Mary, long and true. " Can I, my love, say that of you ? l^t sign I hear your heart betrays : How can you doubt, dear swain," she says. then what peace our hearts enjoyed. What love and pleasure unalloyed, While mutual vows we often made, Till evening brought her sombre shade. ine time flew fast, and we must part I clasped her closely to my heart, ' I gently took a parting kiss, And tore myself from her and bliss. As musing homeward I was bent, My thoughts on Mary dear intent, My heart in ravished accents said, " May heaven bless the darling -.aid " I slowly sped in pleasant drean. . Oft wandering by the clearest stiej mg. By Mary's side in wedlock bands, When we for aye join heart and hands. / SONO.-HONEST JUDGE AVERY. Ilonett Judge Avery, qf Flint, in Michigan, a particular friend of the Author, but who eince this wat made, hat gone the way cfall living. Tc»B.— « Sooleg an' fairly." Ye've surely heard tell o' our famous Judge AvorA- Wha never submitted to petticoat slavery, __. ...!,.?„ „^ i^^ ittascs ncia just a bit claverv Syne strutted awa' wi' stoic a1 bravery ^' Painous Judge Avery, famous Judgd Avery, He jookit awa' wi' stoi^ xl bravery. i-ree trade, an' equal richb, hJ^^ ?*'"'" ■I«ver/' B«To, Judge Ave J I Bk. J*''?' i"^»« ^^enrf' fiens weel the diffZ '♦. "*^°' -^"^ige Averv i Unfortuaate idghtl !J*k ''^ """"^ «>' P^vTry An' red ruby |i ' "S," • m»ulhfn. o- ivorr ' S"' tho time mar ,„ir '" '^ «'»«f/l ^x' '-re Vires' ri"".f ^'""^r' ,^r "Sge Aver.? ' ' '"' '"^^■' While sweet notes shrjetders C^?fi^*^««d^^^^^^ The flash of her pva .k °°®'^' *^e Star of Detroit ^n index of ?eeii/«''^,:?.*^« «°«^ *h«f« within Her features al i «. affections to win *^*"»*n, So ]ov««" «!.H\°^w are strikincr ♦ „7-,.. Her f^turel ^iZ^ ^^^^^ons to win So lovinm^L^''^^. are striking f Li -= -« «"aa 18 the Star of n.*":^; •U4. tZVt '""aistheStarofDe^iT Judge Avory a* knavery, ' •t slavery ' e Avery I ^very f rn»very. 'pe Avery »very, ' »n savory, Avery | ivery f 'ge Avery | Avery, reverie, iJe>y. Lvery I irery f ■iy Judifo » f A very, flavery, oi" Jud^'e very I eryl very, rery, r t tvery. ryf ' Judge >right, rht; ^ight, oit. 07 I'vi! Hciu mony fiiccs lit up with dvliglit, At homo and nbroiul l»y day and by night, Hut of all the Kwect fact-H t'or came to my sight, The iiurt'Ht und sweetest iH the Star of Detroit. And ]»le8t, doubly blest, be the man of her choice, Her love and affection his heart will rejoice, United in wedlock IiIh kouI will delight, In loving and pleoHing the Star of Detroit. 80NG.-THE LAND WE LETT. Tune.—" The boatie row8» Tlie land we left, the land we left, To a' oor hearts sac dear, To U8 u land c ' woes bereft Through mony a i>a88ing year. Tiie tliochts o' Scotland's heather hills, The spot that gied us birth, Huudh up oor heads aboon life's IIIh, To rise o'er a' the earth. TJie luntl we left, the land we left, Has kirks an' schules enow, Wi' humble pastors, great in worth, Xy-' dominies tried an' true. Th re mony a good advice we got, An' mony a prayer beside Wn.s offered up, to help us on Through life's uneven tide. Tlie land we left, the hind we left, • Is ano o' warlike fiune. An' in the annals o* the past, She bears an honored name, Our fathers focht in freedom's cause, Wi' courage stout and bold. Protecting still our country's laws, 'Gainst numbers twice o'er told. Tlll^ iHlirl wo loff t\\a \anA ii»n !«♦> The beauty of her flowers, Gomes stealin' o'er the Scotchman's thochtfi. In lonely midnlcht hours. 98 , within myh^oZ **''°*^«* 3^«*, An' maybe T.^"*" ^'^i An'oihe^r2JfrV'^«*» ^a' view mem^riaS?, r***' Three cheer« th J; *^ '''*^- ^ Three Srswl^'rf'i;/'^* '"°^ '^e left Till hills and vaJoJ?*^^* »"1« >^111 ; ' , We'il cheer ife' ?«^ "»*A An' though we "ii^"""***! »*l4 ' Wellne'erfofgetTelJlH''' , Until the daj we Je^'*''*^«ft. »»•«. tetter t.Oh,^i^tt,„^^ „ ^ y^^'ftln wee house Woom yet, we left, til : ^ mair, Detroit, 30. 99 An* years wi' honor bear the grec, Whan ye're ungraithed. Yer parents dear, I'd like to see them, May happiness an' Joy l>o wl' them, A warm heart I maun aye hae to them, As lang'g I'm here; For kindness shown to mo by them, Whan I was there. Yer auld acquaintance, David, 's weel, He's drawin' timber lilce the dcil. But snaw is scarce an* saft as jeel, An* sleighin's bad ; Which mak*8 poor Dave down-hearted feel, An' sour an' sad. John, he cam' hamo some twa months syne, He's just the same an' leulcs as fine. As he was wont whan ye could tyne A week or twa ; In this bit hamely house o' mine. In Canada. Young Dick has g-own clean out o* slcht, He's raxed up to an' awfu' heicht, Just like a poplar, tall an' streicht, O'er six feet twa ; Tho* youngest, he in sise an' weicht. Outstrips them a'. My wife, puir body, 's just the same, As whan ye saw her last at hame. An eident, faithfu', carefu', dame, A cherished treasure ; To me there's music in her name. An' heartfelt pleasure. We've baith our troubles to put by, An' whiles it tak's us hard to try, To keep our hearts thro' wet an' dry, In resignation ; To Him wha rules aboon the sky, In our low station. As for mysel' I'm no sae bad, I hae gude reason to be gladj Though whiles I'm unco wae an' sad, Wi' the warld's trouble ; Hi] i 100 An' ftft my joy, wi' sorrow clad An empty bubble! Whilk lifts my heart a' crcs'nboon, «inna do the muse to fetter. Sao drops my pen f ' Our mco will soon TrVn °' """' Oh may wo both moetth^Z' i . I? the mansion" f;K.''^.'^'>o. •«n« rcjoico in «l...i' '"" """h whe4,T.'s;;:^„''»-;^j,.phoro,,.„„, 101 A Lament for a Young Friend WHO COT MAnniED AND LEFT PETROLIA IN 1873. Alakc, but thiB winter is lanpr, Inng an' dreary, An' canld is the blast frae tlie north roaring lourt, An' wftc nre our hearts, an' naething leuks cheery. While nature lies dead wi' the snaw for its sliroud. An' wccl may we mourn, an' be dowie an' eerie ; An' lanely an' feckless, I trow are we a', Since Jeanie has left ns, the pride o' the village, Has left us, an' now she is wed an' awa. We hcarna her jolly laugh ringing sae loudly, We her . her voice like the lintic sae sweet, Wc see na .icr face aye wi' smiles covered over, Nor hear we the steps o' her twa fairy feet. We hearna her speaking in accents sae sweetly, For leal was her heart, aye, an' tender as weel, She aye had a word that wad answer completely, For the poor in distress she keenly could feel. She trippet alang like a bird in a memlow. While some Scottish ditty she sweetly would sing, Lang, lang, she'll be missed whan her free flittmi; shadow, . Nae mair c'an be seen sure pleasures to bring. May blessin's attend her aroun' her ain dwelling, Mav peace an' contentment aye fa' to her lot, An' while the cauld warld wi' trouble is swelling, May pleasure an' joy pervade in her cot. LINES, ON 8BEIS0 A FLOCK OF SNOW BinOS OUT OF THE WINDOW, DBCEMBER, 1811. The day is cauld, wi' flichts o' snaw, An' wild an' rough the north win's blaw, Wi' flocks o' snow-birds fieein' roun'. On weeds to pick they aft sit down. Pair things, ye'd think their feet wad freeze, As they are carried by the breeze ; But Gude provides them wi' his han', And never deviates frae the plan ; I 102 WHO for h,8 wante does aye proWde. M. The Author to his Eeaders. To My KEADERS.-The author of the foregoing Poems and Songs would beg that all l^ore^i^o^ would look with a lenient eye upon the ^"1^8 they Tay find in them. He had .eached the age of fifty yea's before he composed a verse, although he had Indulged a wish that he could do so, from boyhood ; but fhat wish might have remained without any pLtical results, had not a friend written an acrost.c on my name, in trying to reply to -h^<^\I ^^^J^ could do something in the way of rhyming. From that time I found it comparatively easy to compose verse, and had I had no worldly troubles. I might Tave been able to lay before the public a larger book than this. However, it is perhaps large e>^ough for all the good that's in it. Meantime my readers wiU Lve to take the will for the deed. I may as wel state by way of explanation, that the « Wyfe or the Wuddy," is one of Wilson's Border Tales put m rhvme » O'Connell and the Huckster," is also a met- rical vmion of a popular story. With the exception of these and two other pieces, » The Sunbeam," and « Omnipresence," the rest are all original. \V. BRICHAN. Enniskillen, County of Larabton, 1876. . I * i PAOK. The Wife or the W»i \ ^ .... 68 • ... 70 .... 72 .... 74 ... 76 ...77 ...78 ...79 ... 80 ...81 ...82 ...84 .. &5 .. 86 .. 86 .. 87 .. 89 .. 89 .. 90 .. 91 . 92 . 93 . 94 . 96 . 96 . 97 m 100 101 101 103 I I V ,