Part 47 (1/2)

The procession was headed by Barbara Bell, He was follow'd by chuckle-head Chancellor Kell-- Mally Ogle appear'd, wi' a barrel o' yell, To drink to the health of aud Euphy.

Honest Blind Willie, tee, gaw them a call-- There was great Bouncing Bet, Billy Hush, and Rag Sall, The Babe o' the Wood, with Putty-mouth Mall, A' went to crown honest aud Euphy.

There was a grand invitation for byeth great and sma'-- Her subjects a.s.sembled, did loudly hurra!-- She was n.o.bly supported by bauld Dolly Raw, At the crowning of honest aud Euphy; But Ralphy the Hawk was in prey for a job, Wiv his small quarter-staff, wish'd to silence the mob-- He was silenc'd when he gat the beer-barrel tiv his gob, At the crowning of honest aud Euphy.

Euphy and Madge were the gaze i' the show, They were lang loudly cheer'd by the famous Jin Bo;-- To preserve peace and order there was barrel-bagg'd Joe, At the crowning of honest aud Euphy.

To make an oration was the Chancellor's wish, While his turbot-head sweel'd like a smoking het dish; Bauld Dolly Raw stopt his gob wi' a cod fish, At the crowning of honest aud Euphy.

By great Billy Hush, Euphy queen was declar'd!

To move frae the market her subjects prepar'd; To the auld Custom-house the procession repair'd, To drink at the cost of aud Euphy.

Fine Barbara Bell grand music did play, Which elevated the spirits of young Bella G--y, 'Keep your tail up!' she wad sing a' the way, At the crowning of honest aud Euphy.

To lead off the ball, for the queen they did cry, To please all her people, she was there to comply; Peggy Grundy would follow, wi' Big Bob and X Y, To a.s.sist in the dance wi' Queen Euphy.

The dancing was ended, down to dine they a' sat; Roast beef and pig-cheek--a good swig follow'd that; The fragments were reserv'd in Chancellor Kell's hat, At the crowning of honest aud Euphy.

The Chancellor's gob was beginning to swet, He swill'd it away till he gat ower wet, He was led to the Tower by young Beagle Bet, Frae the crowning of honest aud Euphy: Bella Roy was beginning to produce all her slack-- She was tuen hyem on a barrow, by wise Basket Jack; The sport was weel relish'd by Billy the Black, At the crowning of honest aud Euphy.

A speech was now myed frae the queen, i' the chair-- To study their good she would take a great care; They aw had her blessing--what could she say mair?

G.o.d bless the Queen, honest aud Euphy!

Wi' cheers for the Queen, the house oft did ring-- By their humble request she the 'Keel-row' did sing; They a' happy retir'd, wi' 'G.o.d save the King!'

Frae the crowning of honest aud Euphy.

THOMAS MARSHALL.

SANDGATE WIFE'S NURSE SONG.

Tune--”A Sailor's Wife has nought to dee.”

A, U, A, my bonny bairn, A, U, A, upon my airm, A, U, A--thou suin may learn To say dada se canny: Aw wish thy daddy may be weel, He's lang i' coming frae the keel; Tho' his black fyesce be like the de'il, Aw like a kiss frae Johnny.

A, U, A, &c,

Thou really hast thy daddy's chin, Thou art like him leg and wing, And aw wi' pleasure can thee sing, Since thou belangs my Johnny.

Johnny is a clever lad-- Last neet he fuddled aw he had, This morn he wasn't very bad-- He luik'd as blithe as ony.

Tho' thou's the first, thou's not the last; Aw mean to hae my bairns fast-- And when this happy time is past, Aw still will love my Johnny; For his hair is brown, and see is thine, Your eyes are grey, and se are mine, Thy nose is taper'd off se fine-- Thou's like thy daddy Johnny.

Thy canny doup is fat and round, And, like thy dad, thou's plump and sound, Thou's worth to me a thousand pound, Thou's a' together bonny.

When daddy's drunk, he'll tyek a knife, And threaten sair to tyek my life: Whe wad not be a keelman's wife, To have a man like Johnny.

But yonder's daddy coming now, He links the best amang the crew; They're a' gaun to the Barley-mow, My canny, good-like Johnny.