For oo! I’m awfu’ feared my voice
Has ta’en the Lunnon twang, man!
The Gallant Scots.—As a party of very pretty girls approached the camp of the Royal Scottish at Wimbledon, the band struck up—“The Camp-belles are Coming!”
A PROMISING WITNESS!
Scots Counsel (addressing an old woman in a case before Judge and Jury). “Pray, my good woman, do you keep a diary?”
“Naw, sir, I kups a whusky shop!”