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into the Lake territory, thence to distribute themselves, accord- 

 ing to their instincts, over the lateral feeders the Urquhart, 

 Moriston, and Garry rivers in particular. 



SONG. 



WHEN homeward from the stream we turn, 



Good cheer our sport replaces ; 

 There 's liquor sparkling in the glass, 



There's joy on all our faces. 



n. 



We drink sweet healths, a merry round, 



We talk old stories over, 

 And emulate with snatch and glee 



The warblings of the cover. 



in. 



Thus cheerily our evenings pass, 



Till, lull'd below the quilting, 

 We sleep our toils off and are forth 



Before the lark is lilting. 



IV. 



All joy be with our heart's kin bold, 



May Care's nets ne'er entangle, 

 Nor woe nor poverty depress 



A brother of the angle ! 



Reverting to my visit to Fochabers in 1861 : on leaving that 

 village on the 14th August, I passed on by rail to Huntly a 

 town, it struck me, seldom rested in by birds of passage of any 

 kind; the waters surrounding which are next thing to intact, 



