Volume 153 — Scotland For Ever.
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They came from untamable highlands, From glens where their fathers were free, From misty and mountainous islands Set fast in the throat of the sea; They fought for the honour of Britain; They died in defence of the right; Their deeds are in history written In letters of light. They fell where the Ganges is flowing; They lie 'neath the Russian Redan; Their dust o'er the desert is blowing In the whirlwinds of far Kordofan; The sons of Glen Orchy and Rannoch Sleep sound by the slow-moving Scheldt, And the bones of the men of Loch Fannich Are white on the veldt. But the Lows and Lochmaben and Gairloch Still march to the battle array, And the fighters from many a fair loch, Like their fathers, leap forth to the fray; Red flame tears the darkness asunder Where the curtain of battle is drawn, Where the clansmen through death-cloud and thunder Go over at dawn. In the strength of the hills and the heather, With the salt of the sea in their blood, They sweep from the trenches together With the force of an onrushing flood; Like the billows that beat upon Moidart When gales from the Hobrides blow, Like a storm on the mountains of Knoidart They burst on the foe.
Hairdresser (with a view to business—to customer, who is getting rapidly bald). "There are plenty of hairdressers, you know, Sir, who profess to make a wig; but, when you've got it on, it looks nothing like a wig at all, Sir."
A film-drama:—
"It is the story of the poor orphan daughter of a South American aristocrat. She has become enamoured of a tradesman's son, but misapprehension having arisen, she becomes engaged to a man who apparently is well endowed with this world's foods."—Leicester Daily Mercury.
In these times, who can wonder at her choice?
From an article on the Royal Lineage:—
"After the extinction of the Billing Family...."—Daily Telegraph.
A correspondent, writing upon House of Commons' notepaper, assures us that the above passage is a gross exaggeration.
"Charlie D. (Westminster).—We answer you in the words of Cassius, 'A plague of both your houses.'"—Town Topics.
Were not the words those of Mercutio when he had failed to set up a Business Government in Verona?
"Apply weed-killers to garden walks and drives, using every precaution against domestic fowls and other bird-eating worms."—Irish Gardening.
Very careless of St. Patrick to leave these ornithophagous reptiles at large.
"Wanted, Few Men to travel with Hobby Horses.—Apply Murphy's Steam Galloping Horses, Abbeyleix, Queen's Co."—Irish Independent.
Now we understand Mr. Ginnell's sudden decision to quit Westminster.