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'They can give wealth and titles, but no virtues; This is without their power. Gower also had written 'A king can kill, a king can save; A king can make a lord a knave, And of a knave a lord also. But the poem is undoubtedly Burns's, and it is one he must have written ere he passed away. Scots wha hae is another of his Dumfries poems. Mr.

Half an hour later the English had left Dumfries. Bruce called a council of his companions.

Scraggs on the street with a cold glare of unrecognition. Possibly when Acre Hill reads this it will understand, possibly not. Dumfries Corners people understood it right along, but then they always were a most suspicious lot, and fond of an amusing spectacle that cost them nothing. Carson was a philosopher, and on the whole it was a great blessing that he was so.

But my narrative lags in its progress. My vessel lay in the Clyde for several weeks during the summer of 1794, and I found time to indulge myself in a brief tour along the western coasts of the kingdom, from Glasgow to the Borders. I entered Dumfries in a calm, lovely evening, and passed along one of the principal streets.

He tells us this; and we farmers know what it means. But it lay in Nithsdale; and the beauty of Nithsdale shed a regal splendor on his home. It was the poet that had chosen the farm, and not the grain-grower. Then there were the "callants" coming from Edinburgh, from Dumfries, from London, from all the world, to have their "crack" with the peasant-poet, who had sung the "Lass of Ballochmyle."

We knelt with bowed heads while the mother prayed for the son, expatriated, whom she never hoped to see again on this earth. She gave us bannocks of her own baking, and her last words were to implore me always to be a friend to John Paul. Then we went out into the night and walked all the way to Dumfries in silence.

Epitaph on a Tombstone at Hamilton. On Friday the 16th, Bailie Irvine of Dumfries came to the Council at Edinburgh, and gave information concerning this "horrid rebellion." In the absence of Rothes, Sharpe presided much to the wrath of some members; and as he imagined his own safety endangered, his measures were most energetic.

Thomas Wishart of Annandale, Dumfries, died in 1760 at one hundred and twenty-four. He had chewed tobacco one hundred and seventeen years, contracting the habit when a child; his father gave it to him to allay hunger while shepherding in the mountains. John de la Somet of Virginia died in 1766 aged one hundred and thirty.

'Hae ye been in Dumfries and Galloway? said the old dame who sate smoking by the fireside, and who had not yet spoken a word. 'Troth have I, gudewife, and a weary round I've had o't. 'Then ye'll maybe ken a place they ca' Ellangowan? 'Ellangowan, that was Mr. Bertram's? I ken the place weel eneugh. The Laird died about a fortnight since, as I heard.

Newcastle, himself ill-supplied, could spare him but 200 horse, with two brass field-pieces. Hardly, however, had he entered Scotland when most of the English mutinied and went back. With what force he had left he pushed on to Dumfries, surprised that town into surrender, and displayed his standard in it with a flourish of trumpets. But nothing more could be done.