sf Witt ppr. 



The subject of the following song is a Terrier dog; 

 that was banished, by order of the Gamekeeper, from 

 Kielderhead, on account of its supposed poaching pro- 

 pensities. The poor animal subsequently found a home 

 at the Shaws in Liddesdale. 



WEE Piper lie wander' d awa, 



And far up Whyte Kielder did daunder, 

 He nozzl't a rabbit or twa, 



For the sake o' the fun an' the plunder. 



Black Sandy seun heard o' the raid, 

 An' swore he wad hang the wee huel ; 



A gallows sae hie then he made, 

 To fulfil his fell purpose sae cruel. 



That Piper had trespass'd sae far, 



Of that there could be no denial; 

 The herds then stud up for the Tarr, 



And threep'd he should hae a fair trial. 



Then Piper was put in the box, 



Wi' his tail round his claws like a cat ; 



Still hoping the frasy might turn out a hoax, 

 Wi' patience puir fallow he sat. 



