BONNIE W. G.
A Song of the Snowy South.
["'We were caught in a snowdrift' was Mr. Gladstone's explanation. 'In Scotland they would have cleared it away in no time, but here they are not accustomed to deal with snow;' and, with upright bearing, and carrying a travelling rug which he refused to give up to a servant, he marched out of the station with a springy gait."—Central News Telegram from Cannes.]
Air—"Bonnie Dundee."
To our own G. O. M. 'twas the doctor who spoke;
"You'd better get out of our frost, fog, and smoke.
You are now eighty-five, though a wonder you be;
So follow the sun, bonnie W. G.!