28 MAY 1927, Page 18

Poetry

A Scots Version

A wEE fond lambkin Mary had, Its fleece a snawdrift pure, An' ilka airt that Mary gaed There gaed the lamb demure, An' faithfu' to her liltin' step The Dame School's portal passes, Syne mounts, wi' airy skip, a stool ! Loud laugh the bonny lasses 1 The Dame, altho' wi' twinklin' e'e, Maim turn the chiel ootbye-- Whaur bides he close, a loyal swain That loves, nor reasons why.

R. H. MJ.Lcol.m.