A SCOTCH SERMON.

Temuka Leader, Issue 1907, 22 June 1889, Page 3

A SCOTCH SERMON.

Ah my friend! what causes have we for gratitude! Oh yes! for the deepest gratitude. Look at the place of our habitation. How grateful should we be that we do not leeve in the far north. Oh no ! amid the frost and the snow and the cold and weet, Oh no! where there's a lang day the half o' the year. Oh yea! ; and a lang nicht the ither. Oh yes I that we do not depend upon the aurawry boreawlis. Oh no! that we do not gang shivering about in skids. Oh no! smoking among the snow like maudleworka. Oh no! no ! and how gratefu' we Bhould be that we do not leeve in the far south, beneath the equawter, and a sun, aye! burnin', burnin', where the sky is hot and vera burnt black as a smiddy. Oh yes! where there's teegurs. Oh yes! and crocodeels. Oh yes! and fearsome beasts growlin' and girnin' at ye among the woods, where the very air is a fever like the burnin' breath o' fiery dragoa, and we do not leeve in those places. Oh ao! no! no! but that we leeve in this blessit island of Great Britain. Oh yes ! yes! and in that pairt of it called Scotland, and in that bit o' auld Scotland that looks up at Ben Nevis. Oh yes ! yes! where there's neither frost nor cauld, nor wind nor weet, nor hail nor rain, nor teegurs nor lions, nor burnin' suns nor hurricanes, nor' Here a tremendous blast of wind and rain from Ben Nevis blew in the kirk window, and brought the preacher's eloquence to an abrupt conclusion,