146 FISHING GOSSIP. 
Then back to the smoke an’ the smother! 
The uproar an’ crush o’ the thrang!. 
An’ back to the labour an’ pother— 
But happy an’ hearty an’ strang— 
Wi a braw light o’ mountain an’ muirland 
Out-flashing frae forehead an’ e’e, 
Wi a blessing flung back to the Norland, 
Av’ a thousand, dear Coquet, to thee! 
As again we resume the auld shackle, 
Our gad an’ our gaff stowed awa’— 
An’——good-bye to the canny “ red-heckle, 
The heckle that tackled them a’!” 
T. W. 
