BOBBIE DAWSON. 



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With scarlet huntsmen in his rear. 

 But soon, alas ! a sudden cheek, 

 No trace was found of Bobbie's trek ; 

 The hounds assumed a puzzled mien, 

 Were sullen and dejected seen ; 



BOB BRUXTON. 



Nor broke the dale with vocal bliss, 

 But dropped in sorrow such as this ! 

 The hunters shared the hounds' dismay. 

 And broken- voiced they sighed " away ! " 

 But on their comrade's grave so drear 

 They shed a tributary tear. 



Bob Brunton, mentioned in the above lines, was a crony 

 of Dawson's— a kindred spirit, Though Brunton had much 



