The Sun.
London, England, 1866-07-27 00:00:00

THE ATLANTIC CABLE.

The following telegrams have been received by
Reuter's Telegram Company (Limited), from Mr. R.
A. Glass, managing director of the Telegraph Con-
struction and Maintenance Company (Limited) :
" VALENTI A, July 26.

" The following telegram has been received from
he Great Eastern this day :—Canning to Glass,
Noon, ship's time, July 26. Lat. 48.45 N., long,
51.16 W. Cable payed out, 1,744 miles. as
tance ruu, 1,558 miles. Slack 11.93 per cent
All going well. Weather foggy. Sea calm."
VALENTIA, July 26.
" The following has been received from the Grea
Eastern at 6 p.m.:—
" ' Frigate and Albany in sight.
clear.' "

Weather

" VALENTIA, July 27.

" Great Eastern steaming up Trinity Bay at 4.25
,his morning; expected to land shore end at noon,

local time."

"And Ye shalt Walk in Silk Attire."

(SUSANNA BLUME'S not ROBERT BURNS'S.)

A correspondent writes to remind us that it was an
English Lady who was authoress of the Song re-
ferred to in yesterday's Sun in our notice of Burns's
Poems, the new and popular edition recently pub-
lished by Routledge. "Miss Susanna Blamire (1747-
1794), a Cumberland lady "—says Chambers's
Cyclopaelia of English Literature (V01.H., p. 275)
" was distinguished for the excellence of her Scottish
poetry, which has all the idiomatic ease and grace
of a native minstrel. Miss Blamire was born of a
respectable family in Cumberland, at Cardew
near Carlisle, where she resided till her twentieth
year, beloved by a circle of friends and acquaint-
ances, with whom she associated in what were
called merry neets, or merry evening parties, in her
native district. Her sister becoming the wife of
Colonel Graham of Duchray, Perthshire, Susanna
accompanied the pair to Scotland, where she re-
remained some years, and imbibed that taste for
which prompted her
bbeautiful
u Scottishtif ulyrics, melody andr m
The
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'The Silier Croun,'
&c. She also wrote some pieces in the Cumbrian
dialect, and a descriptive poem of some length,
entitled Stocklewath, or the Cumbrian Village.'
Miss Blamire died unmarried at Carlisle, in her
47th year, and her name had almost faded from
remembrance, when, in 1842, her poetical works
were collected and published in one volume, with a
preface, memoir, and notes by Patrick Maxwell."
The poem in which the familiar lines mentioned
occur, and which, in fact, they commence, runs as
follows—being entitled—

THE SILLER CROUN.
And yo shall walk in silk attire,
And siller ha'e to spare,
Gin ye'll consent to be his bride,
Nor think o' Donald main
Oh, wha wad buy a silken goun,
Wi' a puir broken heart ?
Or what's to me a siller croun,
Gin frao my love I part ?

The mind whase every wish is pure,
Far dearer is to me ;
And ere I'm forced to break my faith,
I'll lay me down and dee ;
For I ha'e pledged my virgin troth,
Brave Donald's fate to share,
And he has gi'en to me his heart,
Wi' a' it's virtues rare.

His gentle manners wan my heart,
lle gratefu' took the gift ;
Could I but think to see it back,
It wad be waur than theft.
For langost life can neer repay
The love he bears to me ;
And ere I'm forced to break my troth,
I'll lay me down and dee.
Set to the air known as " The Siller Croun," these
stanzas we find were first published as a single
sheet song by Napier, and were afterwards inserted
in the third volume of " Johnson's Museum." It
may be remarked, by the way, that the last line of
the third stanza and the fourth line of the second,
are identical with the closing line of each of the
three verses of a yet more popular Scottish song
than even Miss Blamire's " Siller Croun"—meaning
that lovely ditty of " Annie Laurie" beginning--
" Maxwelton braes are bonnie,"

and ending—

" I'll lay m© down and dee."

The which world-famous love song, it may be
interesting to add, was written by Mr. Douglas,
of Finland, on Anne, one of the daughters
of Sir Robert Laurie, first baronet of
Maxwelton. Readers of the " Old Curiosity
Shop" are here reminded by us, in conclusion, of
Dick Swiveller's echoing of those words, which
have now been, we can't say exactly " fathered,"
but let us say " mothered " upon Miss Blamire—
when just precisely in the same strain in which
he describes Sophy "lVackles to Fred Trent,
by saying, " She's all my fancy painted her,
Sir, she's lovely, she's divine she is"—he exclaims
later on, in reference to the Marchioness, " And she
shall walk in silk attire, and siller ha'e to spare !"

GIFT FROM HER MAJESTY.--The Rev. 11. Bal-
mer, of Deptford, near Sunderland, has received from her
Majesty the Queen the sum of £3, as a donation to the wife
of a shipwright,
named Henderson, living at Deptford, who
last week bore three children at ono birth, all of whom are
doing well.—hlwat,gle Journal