Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1885-09-25
FRIDAY SEPTEMBER 1ss5-TwEIvE PAGES

FASCINATION for MIN, ana ne urea nara TO
Danish dreams. For one thing, nc had
gathered together all the fragments of
verse he had written about Mecnie, ana
had added thereto the little sketch of
lnver-Mudal she had given him, and that
parcel he had resolutely locked away, so
that he should no longer be tempted to
waste the hours in idle musings, and in
useless catechising of himself as to how
he came to be in Glasgow at all He had
forborne to ask from Maggie the answer
that Meenie had sent to her letter. In
truth there were many such, Tor there
was almost a constant correspondence
between these two and as the chief sub
ject of MngGie's writing was always and
ever Ronald, there were no doubt refer
ences to him in the replies that came
from Inver- Mudal But he only heard
vaguely of these he did not call often
at his brothers house, and he grew to
imagine that the next definite news he
would hear about Meenie would be to the
effect that she had been sent to live with
the Stuarts of Glengask, with view to
her possible marriage with some person in
their rank of life.
There was goodly TODD at the Har-
mony Club on the evening of the produc-
ton of the new song for Ronald, as has
been said, was much of a favorite, and
his friends declared that if Jaaps music
was at all mp to the mark, then the new
piece would be placed on the standard and
permanent list Mr. Jaap's little circle,
on the other hand. who had heard the air.
were convinced that the refrain would
I've caught at once and as the success of
The song seemed thus secure Mrs. Menzies
had resolved to celebrate the occasion by
u supper after the performance, and
Jimmy Laidlaw had presented her for
that purpose with some game which he
declared was of his own shooting.
whats the use o. making such q fuss
uhn pot lnI
"W hat ~ retorted the big skipper, face
tiously Naething2 Is bringing out a
new poet naething? ?"
Il tell we this" said I.aidlaw, "Kate
Menzies II make the Meet and Chandon
whiz like Cora Linn"
out, was n very curious kind OF a drinking
song Observe that it was written by a
young fellow of eiCht-and twenty, of
splendid physique, and of rs yet untouch-
ed nerve, who could not possibly have had
wide experience of the vanitles and dis
appointments of human life. What iron
had entered into his soul, then that a gay
and joyous drinking song should have
been written in this fashion
Good friends and neighbors. life is short,
And man, they say, is made to mourn;
Dame Fortune makes us all her sport,
And laughs our very best to scorn:
Well. well; Wen have, If that be 80,
A merry glass before we go.
The blue-eycd lass will change her mind,
And give her kisses otherwhere;
And she'll be cruel that was kind,
And pass you by with but a stare:
Well, we'll; We'll have, If that be so,
merry glass before we go.
The silly laddic sits and fills
WI dreams and schemes the first o. life;
And then comes heap on heap O. ills,
And squalling BARNS and scoding wife;
Well, well; We'll have. il that be so,
merry glass before we go.
Come. stir the fire and make us warm,
The night without is dark and wet;
An hour or twa twill do nae harm
The dints o. fortune TO forget
So now we'll have. come veal or woe,
Another glass before go.
To bonny lasses. honest blades,
Well up and give hearty cheer;
| Contention is The worst of trades
We drink t1er health, both far and near
And SO well have, come veal or woe,
Another glass before 20.
And here's ourselves mo much to boast;
For mans wean that lives and learns;
! And some win hsme. and some are LOST
But still--ws're all John Thomson's BARNS
SO here, your hand come veal or woo,
Another glass before we go!
And some win hame, and some are
| lost this was II curious note to strike il
| a bacchanalian song; but of course in that
| atmosphere of tobacco and whiskey anC
| loudvolced merriment such minor tOuche:
were altogether unnOticeu.
Gentlemen called out the rubicunt
chairman, rapping on the table, silence
if you please Mir. Altman is about tC
| favor us with n new song, written by oul
recently elected member, MIR. Ronald
| Strang, the music by our old friend Mr.
Jaap. S'l"nce-silemce, ii you please"
Mr.. All >m@n, who was melancholy
looking youth with white face, straw
colorei hair and almost colorlcss eyes
stepped on to tn" platform, and after thu
accomNanist had played few bars o
prelude, began the song. Feeble as TIL
young man looked he had notwithstand
ing powerful barytone voice and thu
air was simple, with well-marke'
swing in it, so tnat the refrain-a
first rather uncertain and expert
Mountaineering aiter the first vers
| more and more general INIT
it may b, said that the whole room
formed the chorus. And from the yer
beginning it WAS clear that the new SON
! was going TO ne great success. An
under current of rehectiOn-or even O
sadness-there might be in it was no
perceived at all by this roaring Assem-
blage; the refrain was the practical am
actual thing, and when once they ha
fairly grasped the air, they sang the che
rus with "A Will. Nay. amid the lou
burst of applause that followed the las
| verse came numerous cries for an encore
and these increased until the whole ROOF
was clamorous, and then the pale face
youth had to step back on to the platforr
and get through the whole of the verse
again.
Come, stir the fire and make us warm,
The night without is dark and wet;
An hour or iva 'tW.ll 90 nae harm
The dints o fortune to forget:
So now Wen have. come veal or woe,
Another glass be fore we go.
The bonny lasses. honest blades,