Star.
London, England, 1822-09-11 00:00:00

SCOTIA'S VOICE;
OR, THE HMG'S WELCOME TO SCOTLAND.

When the Kruo condescends to come down to our shore,
Happy day for our country, when that is our lot;
For our King, to a man, we most fondly adore,
And no heart is more true than the heart of a Scot!
Coonui.
" Here's then, health to the King, may he live long and well,"
A good, and an old standing toast in the North;
svery• Scotchman has drank it, and every Scot shall,
Four times four, in a bumper, to King George the Fourth!
With affectionate love we will welcome him here,
And, in gratitude bound, every heart will rejoice;
Rich and poor, young and old, will in unison cheer,
And a " Welcome to Scotland," proclaim every voice!
Yes! the brave Sons of Scotia will welcome their King,
From the West to the East, from the South to the North,
We will pipe, and we'll dance, and hosannahs we'll sing,
That HCAVEN may long bless and preserve George the Fourth)

Where a Monarch so great ?—there is none upon Earth,
For no Power can subdue his all-conquering hand;
Be's unrivall'd in rank, riches, country, and birth,
And the conquest aye his, or by sea or by land !
Where a Monarch so good ?—tbere is none to be natrid,
And his goodness on all has been lavishly dealt ;
For his goodness and worth, he's proverbially fatft'd,
And by Scotland they always were gratefully felt!
At the feet of a Monarch so good and so great,
All duty and homage North Britons will pay;
All our fortunes we'll risk in support of his State,
And we'll fight in his cause, or by night or by day!

Thotigh bleak be the breezes that o'er our hills roll,
Yet warns and true-hearted are Caledon's swains;
While the needle is faithful that points to the Pole,
For the King we will shed the last drop in our veins!
Hawk-Head, August.

When the KING was viewing Ilolyrood House, on
his entering the Picture Gallery, one of the house-
keepers was in w airing at the farther end to attend
his MAJESTY. Being desired to go forward and make
known who she was, but not possessing confidence
sufficient to approach the Royal person, his MA-
JESTY was informed of the circumstance, who imme-
diately, with that gracious condescension for which
he has ever been remarkable, walked down the room
alone, and taking the Lady kindly by the hand,
thanked her for the attention she had shewn in her
depart ent, and presented her with ten sovereigns.
Whilst the Royal squadron was coming up the
Frith, a fisherman from the coast of Fife put offin his
herring cable to see the KIM; :" and being quite ab-
smbed in the novelty of the expedition, rowed close
up, sons ceremonie, to the Royal yacht. He was im-
mediately hailed by Captain PAcirr, and ordered to
bear aloof, which, at,..acting his MAJESTY'S attention.
brought bin' to inquire what WAS the matter? On
seeing the inoffensive cause, he very condescendingly
gave o: et s that the poor fellow should be allowed
to come on boar.' ; and no sooner had the fisherman
gained the deck, than he inquired very eagerly " If'
this was the ship the KING was in:" Being led to
understand that he was then in the Royal presence,.
and, after a formal introduction, he immediately un-
covered, made his best and lowest bow, and address-
ing his MAJESTY very courteously, observed—" I
believe, Sir, ye're no gaun to laun the day"—to which
his MAJESTY replied in his best Scottish—" No ; I'm
feat t I wa my claes—but gin its fair I'U maybe land
the mot n !"—Stirling Journal.

The body of Highlandet s from Sutherlandshire,
who formed the guard of Lord F. L. Gowan in Edin-
burgh, arrived sate 4 at Dunrobin Castle last week.
We are informed that a most amusing fund of Court
anecdote has been carried to the remotest parts of
Scctland by these primitive people, which will en-
liven their firesides for many a winter night. They
were accompanied on their voyage by the Chief of
the Gunns, and Mr. GILCHRIST, jun. of Ospisdale.
The last number of the Annals of Pkilosophy con-
tains a statement, which we feel much pleasure in
communicating to our Readers. It appears that two
English chymists, Messrs. TYRDtLL and I3ADAMS, of
Birmingham, have manufactured a new species of the
composition called common verdigris, which is found
to be superior to the French specimens of the same
compound, hitherto deemed unrivalled. This disco-
very is the more important, as verdigris is an article
of great value in commerce, from its use and beauty
as an ingredient in dying cloth : and hitherto the
French have supplied all the foreign markets : nor
did there seem any chance of competition, as even
men of science were not pfecisely acquainted with
the elements of the compound. It is therefore with
no small pride as well as pleasure, that we announce
a discovery, that will destroy the French-monopoly,
by the honourable means of superior excellence.
EvEnvres Mamotas.—The following curious cir-
cumstance is related as having led to the discovery
of these invaluable reliques. The Lady must be some
relation to Mr. Warburton's cook,who burnt the col-
lection of old Plays as waste paper. A short time
before the publication of the Memoirs of John Evelyn,
Mr. Upcott, of the London Institution, was at Wot-
ton, in Surrey, the residence of the Evelyn family,
and, sitting after supper with Lady Evelyn and Mrs.
Molyneux, his attention was attracted to a tippet
made of feathers, on which the latter was employed.
4 Ah, Mrs. Molyneux, we have all of us our hobbies,'
said Mr. Upcott. 4 Very true. Mr. Upcott,' rejoined
Lady Evelyn; and may I take the liberty of asking
what your's is?" Why, mine, Madam, from an
early age, has been the collecting of the handwriting
of men of eminence.' What, I suppose,' said Mrs.
Molyneux, g you would care for things like these?'
unfolding one of her threadcases, which was formed
of a letter written by Sarah, Duchess of Marlborough.
Indeed I should, very much: Oh, if that be your
taste,' said Lady Evelyn, we can easily satisfy you;
this house is full of such matters; there is a whole
washing basket full of letters and other papers of old
Mr. Evelyn in the garret, which I was so tired of
seeing, that I ordered the housemaid the other day
to light the fires with them, hut probably she may
not yet have done it.' The bell was rang—the basket
appeared untouched ; and the result was the publics.
tion of the Memoirs of John Evelyn."