And round and round the waes he went, Their ashes for to view; At last into the flames he flew, 115 And bad the world adieu. 24. heart, _pronounced_ hearrut. 90. Then. 97. _Qy._ wight yemen? WILLIE MACKINTOSH, OR, THE BURNING OF AUCHINDOWN. These fragments appear to relate to the burning of Auchindown, a castle belonging to the Gordons, in vengeance for the death of William Mackintosh of the clan Chattan, which is said to have occurred at the castle of the Earl of Huntly. The event is placed in the year 1592. After the Mackintoshes had executed their revenge, they were pursued by the Gordons, and overtaken in the Stapler, where "sixty of the clan Chattan were killed, and Willie Mackintosh, their leader, wounded." So says the not very trustworthy editor of the _Thistle of Scotland_. Another fragment of four stanzas (containing nothing additional), is given by Whitelaw, _Book of Scottish Ballads_, p. 248. I. From Finlay's _Scottish Ballads_, ii. 97. As I came in by Fiddich-side, In a May morning, I met Willie Mackintosh An hour before the dawning. "Turn again, turn again, 5 Turn again, I bid ye; If ye burn Auchindown, Huntly he will head ye." "Head me, hang me, That sall never fear me; 10 I'll burn Auchindown Before the life leaves me." As I came in by Auchindown, In a May morning, Auchindown was in a bleeze, 15 An hour before the dawning. * * * * * "Crawing, crawing, For my crowse crawing, I lost the best feather i' my wing, For my crowse crawing." 20 II. From _The Thistle of Scotland_, p. 106. "Turn, Willie Mackintosh, Turn, I bid you, Gin ye burn Auchindown, Huntly will head you." "Head me, or hang me, 5 That canna fley me, I'll burn Auchindown, Ere the life lea' me." Coming down Dee-side In a clear morning, 10 Auchindown was in a flame, Ere the cock crawing. But coming o'er Cairn Croom, And looking down, man, I saw Willie Mackintosh 15 Burn Auchindown, man. "Bonny Willie Mackintosh, Whare left ye your men?" "I left them in the Stapler, But they'll never come hame." 20 "Bonny Willie Mackintosh, Where now is your men?" "I left them in the Stapler, Sleeping in their sheen." LORD MAXWELL'S GOODNIGHT. _Minstrelsy of the Scottish Border_, ii. 199.