“AULD EDINBRO’”
Saxon Traveller. “This is too bad, waiter! I told you we wanted to go by the 9.30 train, and here’s breakfast not ready!”
Celtic Waiter. “A weel, sir, fac’ is, the cook tak’s a gless!”
Scotland for Ever!—Benjamin Barking Creek (thinking he is going to pull the mighty leg of MacTavish). But you must allow that the national emblem of your country is the thistle.
The MacTavish. And for why? Because we grow it for ye Southrons to eat!
[Exit B. B. C.
