SCOTLAND YET.
[Dr. GEORG BIEDENKAPP, writing in the Münchner Neueste Nachrichten, says that if you examine any famous "Englishman" you find that he really comes from Scotland, to which country he assigns a place with Suabia, Thuringia, and the Hartz Mountains as "a cradle of Kultur and a fountain of first-class genius.">[
Man Sandy, here's a German Hun
Wha thinks he's on a track
That nane hae trodden, having fun'
A new an' stairtlin' fac';
A' English thocht he doots is nocht,
An' English ways are henious,
But ah, says he, in Scotland see
The hame o' first-class genius.
New? Why, my feyther kent it fine,
An', Sandy, I'll be sworn
The knowledge o' the fac' was mine
Or ever I was born;
If there be ane wad daur maintain
The truth is still to settle,
I haena met the madman yet
In bonny braw Kingskettle.
Ay, yon's a truth that's kent fu' weel
In ilka but an' ben;
But I could teach the German chiel
A truth he doesna ken;
Gin ye would find the hame o' mind
An' intellectual life, man,
Ye needna look far frae the Nook,
The bonny Nook o' Fife, man.
Whaur did our good EX-PREMIER go
Whene'er he wished to swank?
To Lunnon? Edinburgh? No!
He cam' to Ladybank;
Nae doot he thocht if there was ocht
Would put him on his mettle
'Twas meetin' men o' brain, ye ken,
Like us frae auld Kingskettle.
Fleet Street is fu' o' Fifers tae;
The Cockneys want the views
O' men like JOCK MCFARLANE frae
The Crail and Cupar News;
For if a chiel can write sae weel
That you an' me will read him,
Why, man, withoot a shade o' doot
Lunnon is sure to need him.
Then tak' the Army. What d'ye see?
Wha's chief? Nae need to tell
That DOUGLAS HAIG is prood to be
A Fifer like mesel';
An' weel he may, for truth to say
There's something aye aboot us:
In ilka trade they want oor aid—
They canna win withoot us.