Quick about and then away,
Lightly dance the glad Strathspey.
Jump a jump, and jump it big,
That’s the way to dance a jig;
Slowly, smiling as in France,
Follow through the country dance.
And we’ll meet Johnny Cope in the morning.”
It was very amusing. Where he picked up the uncouth rhyme we do not know, and it was bootless to inquire. Having ordered him some dinner, we bade him good-bye, when we caught hold of the following verse of Lachlan’s favourite ditties as we disappeared:—
“Kilt your coaties, bonnie lassie,
As you wade the burnie through;