The horror o' the thocht leaves him braithless; an' back he tairns an' like a hawk deeps sweeftly but gracefully into the aerodrome saved!" "Bravo, Tam!" They gave him his due reward with great handclapping and Tam bowed left and right, his forage cap in his hand. "Folks," he said, "ma next pairformance will be duly annoonced." Tam came from the Clyde.