LENNIE BUEN 



How many recollections does the name of Lennie Burn 

 arouse ! None that have ever trod those pleasant paths, 

 or threaded the devious track of that enchanting glen, 

 will wonder that memory lingers there with fond delight. 

 The ivied rocks, the fragrant woodbine, and countless 

 varieties of wild flowers, combined with the rare exotics 

 which the hand of art had scattered there, above all, the 

 symphony of the brook gurgling within its rocky bed, and 

 ending with a fall, which, if not so wild as Bracklinn, 

 surpasses it both in height and beauty. Many a sultry 

 summer day have I wandered among these shady walks, 

 listening to the sleepy burn, or watching the little trout 

 suck down an occasional insect from among the myriads 

 flickering about the surface. " The pool," a sort of 

 reservoir, and head-quarters of the burn-trout, always 

 particularly engaged my attention. I soon learned to 

 distinguish every inmate, not only from its size and hue, 

 but also its temper and disposition. Some were shy; 

 others, greedy and tyrannical ; and these several qualities 



