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ANlTHEli SANG. 



Or do ye think aw gan oot wi' the gun for me 



plan, 



To slaughter dumb animals, or frighten frail man, 

 As Jim. Wesfcgarth tells me, when ye were wi' 



him, 



The Pont keepers cam and compelled ye to swim. 

 no, maw dear man, when aw wander the lane, 

 It's not; fo cause any dumb animal pain, 

 But a-courtin' the Muse and admiring the scene 

 Of that dear auld romantic spot, Walbottle Dene. 



So now, my brave fellow, aw'll finish rne rhyme, . 

 And aw hope that ye'll myek better use o' yer 



time : 



And sing aboot lasses, and hills, woods, and dells, 

 Fine rivers and streamlets, and sweet heather 



bells. 



And when ye gan forward Dame Nature to scan, 

 Just think o' the blessin' that woman's to man; 

 And then at a glance it is plain to be seen 

 The reason aw wander by Walbottle Dene. 



JAMES ANDERSON. 

 Throekley, December 2, 1872. 

 " Hexham Herald/' December 7, 1872. 



