A. H. Guernsey.
[ [H]"Quarterly Review;" October, 1876.
[ [I]His mother was a Creole, a native of Martinique, and cousin of that other Creole who came to be the Empress Josephine. She had been sent to France to be educated, and on her voyage homeward was captured by an Algerine pirate who sold her to the Dey, by whom she was sent as a present to the Sultan, whose favorite Sultana she became.
THE LASSIE'S COMPLAINT.
Now simmer cleeds the groves in green, An' decks the flow'ry brae; An' fain I'd wander out at e'en, But out I daurna gae. For there's a laddie down the gate Wha's like a ghaist to me; An' gin I meet him air or late, He winna lat me be.
He glow'rs like ony silly gowk, He ca's me heavenly fair. I bid him look like ither fowk, Nor fash me sae nae mair. I ca' him coof an' hav'rel too, An' frown wi' scornfu' ee. But a' I say, or a' I do, He winna lat me be.
James Kennedy.