Original Poetry.
ABOLITION. -WAE'S ME ! Ye hoolots o' the corn' wud, Come raise ye.r i-kirl v/i' nuno, Let oauld and v.'ei, an'glum au' e!nj The oldrichL yelloch yAn. Abolishment 'll be our hit, Our voices heard nae mair, Bring oot a drap o' whusky hotMa comfort in despair. The cannie bits o' jobs, alas, nae mai; 1 , r.ae mair, for me, But a telegraph frac Wellington, the tiling is no tae be, We canna get a word o' them, a sielifc o 1 them ava— But like a lot o' picket banes we're cosfen to the wa. I ettled (wha could better dae'fc) tow take a wee bit spell, An' furrit for a coonsellor to represent oovsel, A note a day wud fit me fine, I'm no sae throng at hame, The thocht o' abolition, faith, it racks ma vera wame. Keep aye bringin' ben the drink An' let me greet ma lane, When on the coomei's fate I think Afore my strength is gane. Ding oot the fire, blaw oot the licht, An' jamb the ooter dour, May the de'il an' abolition Be abolished ever more. Hi LAM) Bavagl\
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Evening Star, Issue 3903, 27 August 1875, Page 3
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190Original Poetry. Evening Star, Issue 3903, 27 August 1875, Page 3
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