To end the wark, here's Whistlebirck, And we'll be Johnstons a', Jamie. THE FIVE CARLINES. In this second election ballad the five burghs are presented under figurative characters most felicitously drawn: Dumfries, as Maggy on the banks of Nith Annan, as Blinking Bess of Annandale; Kirkcudbright, as Whisky Jean of Galloway; Sanquhar, as Black Joan frae Crichton Peel; and Lochmaben, as Marjory of the many Lochs-appellations all of which have some appropriateness from local circum stances. THERE were five carlines in the south, old women To send a lad to Lon'on town, Nor only bring them tidings hame, 1 Alexander Birtwhistle, Esq., merchant at Kirkcudbright and provost of the burgh. And aiblins gowd and honour baith possibly There was Maggy by the banks o' Nith, A dame wi' pride eneugh, And Marjory o' the Monie Lochs, A carline auld and teugh.. And Blinking Bess o' Annandale, And Black Joan, frae Crichton Peel, O' gipsy kith and kin Five wighter carlines warna foun' brisker, stouter The south countra within. To send a lad to Lon'on town, They met upon a day, And monie a knight and monie a laird Their errand fain would gae. O monie a knight and monie a laird But nae ane could their fancy please, The first he was a belted knight,' Bred o' a Border clan, 1 Sir James Johnston. And he wad gae to Lon'on town, And he wad do their errands weei, And ilka ane at Lon'on court Then next came in a sodger youth,1 He wadna hecht them courtly gifts, Wad ne'er desert a friend. Now, wham to choose, and wham refuse, For some had gentle folks to please, promise these Then out spak mim-mou'ed Meg o' prim-mouthed Nith, And she spak up wi' pride, And she wad send the sodger youth, Whatever might betide. 1 Captain Miller. For the auld guidman o' Lon'on court1 But she wad send the sodger youth To greet his eldest son.2 Then up sprang Bess o' Annandale, For far-aff fowls hae feathers fair, Says Black Joan frae Crichton Peel, A carline stoor and grim, "The auld guidman, and the young guidman, For me may sink or swim. 8 "For fools will freit o' right or wrang, While knaves laugh them to scorn; But the sodger's friends hae blawn the best, So he shall bear the horn." Then Whisky Jean spak owre her drink, "Ye weel ken, kimmers a', gossips 8 Talk superstitiously. The Prince of Wales. 1 The King. The auld guidman o' Lon'on court "And monie a friend that kissed his cup Is now a fremit wight: But it's ne'er be said o' Whisky Jean Then slow raise Marjory o' the Lochs, Her ancient weed was russet gray, estranged "There's some great folks set light by me I set as light by them; But I will send to Lon'on town "Sae how this weighty plea may end 1 It may not be unworthy of notice that this verse was one in great favor with Sir Walter Scott, who used to recite it with good effect. |