THE INVENTORY. IN ANSWER TO A Fandate by a Surveyor of the Taxes. Imprimis, then, for carriage cattle, My hand-a-fore', a guid auld has-been, The fore-horse on the left-hand in the plough. 2 The hindmost on the left-hand in the plough. 3 Kilmarnock. The hindmost horse on the right-hand in the plough. Forby a cowte, of cowtes the wale, An' he be spar'd to be a beast, And my auld mither brunt the trundle. I've nane in female servant station, And if ye tax her or her mither, By the Lord ye'se get them a' thegither! Mossgiel, Feb. 22, 1789 ROBERT BURNS. ADDRESS TO THE TOOTHACH. WRITTEN BY THE AUTHOR AT A TIME WHEN HE WAS GRIEV- My curse upon thy venom'd stang, Tearing my nerves wi' bitter pang, When fevers burn, or ague freezes, Rheumatics gnaw, or cholic squeezes; Our neighbour's sympathy may ease us, Wi' pitying moan; But thee-thou hell o' a' diseases, Aye mocks our groan! Adown my beard the slavers trickle! While raving mad, I wish a heckle O' a' the num'rous human dools, The tricks o' knaves, or fash o' fools, Where'er that place be priests ca' hell, Thou, Toothach, surely bear'st the bell O thou grim mischief-making chiel, In gore a shoe-thick ; Gie a' the faes o' Scotland's weal VOL. I. A towmond's Toothach! X THE WHISTLE. As the authentic prose history of the Whistle is curious, I shall here give it.-In the train of Anne of Denmark, when she came to Scotland with our James the Sixth, there came over also a Danish gentleman of gigantic stature and great prowess, and a matchless champion of Bacchus. He had a little ebony whistle, which at the commencement of the orgies he laid on the table, and whoever was last able to blow it, every body else being disabled by the potency of the bottle, was to carry off the whistle as a trophy of victory. The Dane produced credentials of his victories, without a single defeat, at the courts of Copenhagen, Stockholm, Moscow, Warsaw, and several of the petty courts in Germany; and challenged the Scots Bacchanalians to the alternative of trying his prowess, or else of acknowledging their inferiority. After many overthrows on the part of the Scots, the Dane was encountered by Sir Robert Lawrie of Maxwelton, ancestor of the present worthy baronet of that name; who, after three days and there nights' hard contest, left the Scandinavian under the table, And blew on the Whistle his requiem shrill. Sir Walter, son to Sir Robert before mentioned, afterwards lost the Whistle to Walter Riddel of Glenriddel, who had married a sister of Sir Walter's.-On Friday, the 16th of October, 1790, at Friars-Carse the Whistle was once more contended for, as related in the ballad, by the present Sir Robert Lawrie of Maxwelton; Robert Riddel, Esq. of Glenriddel, lineal descendant and representative of Walter Riddel, who won the Whistle, and in whose family it had continued; and Alexander Ferguson, Esq. of Craigdarroch, likewise descended of the great Sir Robert; which last gentleman carried off the hard-won honours of the field. I SING of a Whistle, a Whistle of worth, |