For prodigal thriftless bestowing —
His merit had won him respect.

And there will be rich brother nabobs,
Though nabobs, yet men of the first;1
And there will be Collieston's whiskers,
And Quintin, o' lads not the warst.

And there will be Stamp-office Johnnie♦--
Take care how ye purchase a dram;
And there will be gay Cassencarrie,
And there will be gleg Colonel Tam.

And there will be folk frae St. Mary's,
A house of great merit and note; '
The dei ane but honours them highly,
The deil's few will gie them a vote.

And there'll be Murray commander,
And Gordon the battle to win ;'

1 Messrs. Hannay.

2 Mr. Copland, of Collieston.

8 Quintin M'Adam, of Craigengillan.

4 Mr. John Syme, distributer of stamps, Dumfries.

of Cassencarrie.

6 Colonel Goldie, of Goldielea.

7 The family of the Earl of Selkirk.

8 Mr. Murray, of Broughton. This gentleman had left his wife, and eloped with a lady of rank. Large fortune had allowed him to do this with comparative impunity, and even without forfeiting the alliance of his wife's relations, one of whom he was supporting in this election.

9 Mr. Gordon, of Balmaghie, the government candidate.

Like brothers they'll stand by each other,
Sae knit in alliance and sin.

And there will be black-lippit Johnnie,1
The tongue o' the trump to them a';
An he gets na hell for his haddin,
The deil gets nae justice ava.

And there'll be Kempleton's birkie,"
A chiel no sae black at the bane;
For as for his fine nabob fortune,

We'll e'en let that subject alane.

And there'll be Wigton's new sheriff,
Dame Justice fu' brawly has sped;
She's gotten the heart o' a Bushby,

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at all

But, Lord! what's become o' the head?

And there'll be Cardoness Esquire,

Sae mighty in Cardoness' eyes,

1 Mr. John Bushby.

2 William Bushby, of Kempleton, brother of John. He had been involved in the ruinous affair of Douglas, Heron, & Co.'s Bank, and had subsequently gone to India, where he realized a fortune.

8 Variation:

For now what he wan in the Indies,

Has scoured up the laddie fu' clean.

4 Mr. Maitland Bushby, son of John, and newly appointed sheriff of Wigtonshire. The same idea occurs in The Epistie of Esopus to Maria.

David Maxwell, of Cardoness.

A wight that will weather damnation,
For the devil the prey will despise.

And there is our king's lord-lieutenant,
So famed for his grateful return;
The birkie is getting his questions,
To say in St. Stephen's the morn.

And there will be Douglasses doughty
New-christening towns far and near;
Abjuring their democrat doings,

By kissing the

of a peer.

And there'll be lads o' the gospel;
Muirhead, wha's as guid as he's true;'
Aud there'll be Buittle's apostle,

fellow

Wha's mair o' the black than the blue.

And there'll be Kenmure sae generous,
Whase honour is proof to the storm;
To save them frae stark reprobation,

He lent them his name to the firm.

And there'll be Logan M'Dowall,"
Sculduddery and he will be there;

1 The Messrs. Douglas, brothers, of Carlinwark (new-christ

ened by them Castle-Douglas) and Orchardton.

2 Rev. Mr. Muirhead, minister of Urr.

8 Rev. George Maxwell, minister of Buittle.

4 Mr. Gordon, of Kenmure.

5 Captain M'Dowall, of Logan, the hero of Ye Banks and Braes o' Bonny Doon.

And also the wild Scot o' Galloway,
Sodgering gunpowder Blair.1

But we winna mention Redcastle,2
The body, e'en let him escape!
He'd venture the gallows for siller,
An' 'twere na' the cost o' the rape.

Then hey the chaste interest o' Broughton, And hey for the blessings 'twill bring! It may send Balmaghie to the Commons, In Sodom, 'twould make him a king.

And hey for the sanctified Murray,

Our land who wi' chapels has stored; He foundered his horse among harlots, But gied the auld naig to the Lord.

1 Mr. Blair, of Dunskey.

2 Walter Sloan Lawrie, of Redcastle.

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JOHN BUSHBY'S LAMENTATION.

TUNE- The Babes in the Wood.

After the election, which was decided in Mr. Heron's favor, Burns could not resist the temptation to raise a pæan of triumph over the discomfited earl and his factotum Bushby.

"TWAS in the seventeen hunder year

O' grace and ninety-five,

That year I was the wae'est man

O' ony man alive.

saddest

In March the three-and-twentieth morn,

The sun raise clear and bright;

But oh I was a waefu' man

Ere to-fa' o' the night.

night-fall

Yerl Galloway lang did rule this land,

Wi' equal right and fame,

And thereto was his kinsman joined
The Murray's noble name.1

I Variation :

Fast knit in chaste and haly bands,
Wi' Broughton's noble name.