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Robertson, Isabella. Smart, Alexandf. Trotter, Robert. Of mountains, lochs, and rills — The scenes my childhood dwelt among — My native Scottish hills. E end this volume by introducing two very promising Scottish -American poets, and we have in preparation much interesting matter on the subject of Scottish-Aus- tralian poets, kindly supplied by Mr T. Work, a gifted poet and patriotic Scotchman residing in Melbourne.

This we intend to put into shape, and present to our readers in the form of interesting biugraphical sketches, with selec- tions of poetry, in an early portion of our Twelfth Series, which we hope to be able to publish towards the end of Although our " home-supply " is not yet by any means exhausted — indeed we have again been compelled to leave over for another volume sketches we were anxious to include m this series — we know that the examples we have given of the Muse of our brethren who have wandered far from the broom and the heather have been much valued by our readers.

The "Scot abroad," while he readily takes root and prospers, and while passionately Providence dreamerltr to marriage of his native land, is no less loyal to the land of his adoption. Time in no way changes the tender memories of the wanderer o'er the sea, and the history of liis native land, with its ti'aditions and sceneiy, is ever present in his mind. Is it not the case that Home has been the watchword of the heart since the viii. Poets have never ceased to sing the love of home. The emigrant may create another home in another land, but the first love lies deep, and the hope also iles there that he may yet go home.

The Rev. Cameron Lees was recently entertained to a banquet by the Caledonian Society of Melbourne. In the course of an eloquent and patrii tic speech, he said that he could almost fancy that he was back in Old Scotland. He had occasionally heard cynical remarks about the prosperity of Scotchmen. He had been told Providence dreamerltr to marriage the Scotchmen got all the land, and the Irishmen all tlie billets, and that the Englishmen just took wliat they could get.

He had also often heard repeated the Yankee joke that ' a Scotchman keeps the Sabbath and every thing he can lay his hands on. If the Scotchmen were to withdraw from Victoria there would be a blank left of the direst and most fatal character. Scotland had conquered England, and it was a great joy to him to see that, in a great measure, it had also conquered Victoria. It was also a pleasure to see that Scotchmen on this side of the world kept up with such fond affection the traditions and associations of their native land. That great Englishman, Samuel Johnson, as he walked amidst the ruins of lona, said, ' Whatever takes us back into the past raises us in the dignity of thinking beings.

It was good for Scotchmen to remember the race from which they sprang. Such recollections must help them to do well, and acquit themselves nobly from day to day. It influenced us all mightily as we went back on the past, and felt we were the heirs of great traditions, and that we belonged to a great and noble nationality.

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There were three countries that were the poorest that ever were in the world, and that had influenced the world's history more than any others — namely, Palestine, Greece, and Scotland. There were no countries more barren outwardly, more sterile, or more rugged ; and the people of no other countries had left a deeper impress on the history of the world.

It was well for Scotchmen where they dwelt to recall those things to mind, and try to sustain their nationality. In America, some months ago, Mr Alexander Maclachlan, one of our poets, noticed in the First Series, was honoured with a testimonial in the form of funds wherewith to purchase the farm on which he resides.

At that meeting the intellect and culture, the learned professions, and commercial inter- ests, and the patrons of all that is good and desirable were represented. There was neither class nor race distmction — the intelligent mechanic and the university professor ; the Englishman, the Irishman, and the Scotchman, showed their common interest in the poet, whose thoughts express senti- ments broad as humanity, and which are clothed in a diction at once simple, graceful, and natural.

One of the dis- tinguished speakers said that, as Canadians, they would never forget all they owe to Scotland. Yet he will always be a Scotch- man, just in the same way Providence dreamerltr to marriage Goldwin Smith will never escape the influence of Oxford. Goldwin Smith will always be an Oxford man, but both are Providence dreamerltr to marriage Canadians, notwith- standing, because they are doing the best work they can for Canada.

Perhaps there was no nationality that combined so well the influences of the old, and aS'ection for the old, with true loyalty to the new land in which they live. Ross, Minister of Education, said — "We could hardly yet expect the rude forest and wild wood to yield the rich harvest of culture and refinement with which older lands ai"e favoured.

Indeed it may be that for years to come ' the summer birds from far that cross the sea ' shall be the only songsters to fill oiir groves and forests with the harmony of sweet sounds ; yet, when such do come, it is meet that we should welcome them as 'angel visitants,' and make their stay so pleasant that even the frosts of winter will not interrupt the full chorus of their song. Nor are we not left witliout hope even as to the product of our own soil. The wealth of ' flood and field ' wliicli we possess is already giving promise of a luxuriant harvest.

With the steadiness and calmness which comes from national maturity, with the development of a more distinctive national physique, there must come to us, as there has come to other peoples, that higher mental develop- ment, of which original thought and investigatirm are born.

We have all the natural elements here of the I'ichest poetry. We must, therefore, wait our time. Go where you may you find Scotchmen in the position of Captains of Industiy and Organisers of Industrial Undertakings. Had there been more of them they would have been the taskmasters of the world. Scots don't appear to work with the gusto of Englishmen, but they think, cal- culate, reflect, and plan.

They have the initiative, the re- sourcefulness, and the self-discipline which the Irish lack. The Scot is essentially a practical man. He turns his face like a flint to the future, and his back on that Dead Past over which the Hiberno-Celt idly broods. His strength is strength of character, stability of purpose, sound common seuse, and an innate independence of feeling which makes him contemptuous of sycophantic arts. When he emigrates he does not say whiningly that he is an ' exile. During that time the continent had been reclaimed from barbarians and transformed into the home of advanced civilization.

This transformation was due to the energy of the enterprising and resoiirceful men from Europe, who went there for gold, but remained to build up the country and lay the foundation of its great institutions. They went out, it has been said, "into a wilderness, they subjugated a desert, and made it blossom like a I'ose ; and now Australian life ia vastly more familiar to us than was Scottish life to Englishmen at the date of the Union. Now- a-days, steam and electricity have supplied the body politic with muscles and nerves such as to Providence dreamerltr to marriage it oblivious of dis- tance.

Thus, the result of a division in our Parliament is known much more quickly to the people of Melbourne to-day than it was known by Sir Walter Scott in Edinburgh, and any Australian can travel to London now with more ease, and nearly as much expedition as Keats or Shelley could travel to Rome. Now-a-days, we n. The Colonies of Ansiralia have not.

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When even-thing was in a new and transition state, and the search for treasure absorbed the ener- gies of contestants, the man of poetic tastes was decidedly out of place in the feverish struggle, and likely enough to receive but a poor reward for his melodious labours. Yet, despite this unquestionable drawback, the love of literature is so strongly implanted in our race that even amongst the nomadic wayfarers over our Southern Colonies are found men with whom the works of Shakespeare and Bums are quite familiar, Providence dreamerltr to marriage who frequently express their feelings in verse.

When the tents of the diggers were abandoned for the cot- tages of a township, the district newspaper, with its " Poets' Comer," was established; and there never was a scarcity of verse. Aiistralian literature has been largely recruited from the Scottish contingent that left the Old World to settle in the sunny Southern lands. Dr Lang published a of volumes illustrative of the country that he bad adopted, and amongst his other accomplishments may fairly be conceded that of poetry.

In he published a volmiie entitled "Aurora Australia : or specimens of Sacred Poetry for the Colonists of Australia. To him was due the skilful consti-uction of the pi-incipal ro by which the interior of the countiy was opened up for the purposes of colonization. He published a volimie of poetical translations which he " wrote in a small clipper dm-ing a voyage round Cape Home.

We shall now merely mention the following poets and prose writers, selec- tions from whose works, with interesting details of their career, we hope, through Mr T. Work's valuable assistance, Xll. John Kae, and William Aiigustu? Duncan, natives of Aberdeen ; Alex.

Gordon Middleton, born in Glasgow; Rev. There is no mistaking the national attachment so strong in the Scottish character. Li this respect men return after long absence unchanged. In all varieties of lands and climates their hearts ever turn towards the "land o' cakes an' brither Scots.

It maunna be thy kin'ly bairns Should tine thee a' thegither. Xlli, Thy misty hills are dear to me — Ilk glen an' bosky dingle ; The lanely loch, on whilk the lichts An' dancin' shadows mingle ; The muirlan' biirnie, purple-fringed VVi' hinny-scented heather, Whaur gowden king-cups l link aneath The bracken's waving feather. Nae, mither! E'en tho' they say thou's deein' ; Thy speech is gaun, they say thy face We'll sune nae mair be seein'.

It canna Providence dreamerltr to marriage the Doric's gaun. That mang baith auld and young, There's mony uoo that canna read Their printit mither tongue. When thy callants hae ceased to be valiant and free, And thy maids to be modest, oh juist let it dee. Natives of Scotland residing in other lands, like most of our "Modern Scottish Poets," aiad many of our readers show no desire to "quat their giup" of the language of Burns and of Tannahill.

All praise to Professor Klackie for his frequent and well-merited rebukes to Scotchmen for their indiiierence and neglect of their language. Scotland pos- sesses a literature and a language which it has reason to be proud of, and, as a patriotic writer says, "if Home Rule for Scotland will prevent the decadence of both, the sooner we have it the better.

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Referring to R. Stevenson's volume, entitled " Underwoods," which book is partly composed of Scotch poems, the writer quotes Mr Stevenson's words : — " The day draws near when this illustrious and malleable tongue shall be quite forgotten, and Burns' Ayrshire and Dr Macdonald's Aberdeen awa' and Scott's brave Metropolitan utterance will be all equally the ghosts of speech.

Till then 1 would love to have my hour as a native Maker, and to be read by my own countryfolk in our own dying language— an ambition surely rather of the heart than of the head, so restricted as it is in prospect of endurance, so parochial in bounds of space. It is necessary, therefore, to now allude only to two points suggested by Mr Stevenson's particular line of remark, or ratlierof plaint, and both of consolatory character.

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