There’s cauld kail in Aberdeen, There’s custocks in Stra’bogie; And morn and e’en they’re blythe and bein That haud them frae the cogie. Now haud ye frae the cogie, lads: Oh, bide ye frae the cogie! I’ll tell ye true, ye’ll never rue O’ passin by the cogie. Young Will was braw and weel put on, Sae blythe was he and vogie; And he got bonnie Mary Don, The flower o’ a’ Stra’bogie. Wha wad ha’e thocht at wooin’ time, He’d e’er forsaken Mary, And ta’en him to the tipplin’ trade Wi’ boozin’ Rob and Harry? Sair Mary wrought, sair Mary grat, She scarce could lift the ladle; Wi’ pithless feet, ‘tween ilka greet, She’d rock the borrow’d cradle. Her weddin’ plenishin’ was gane-- She never thocht to borrow; Her bonnie face was waxin’ wan-- And Will wrought a’ the sorrow. He’s reelin’ hame ae winter’s nicht, Some later than the gloamin’; He’s ta’en the rig, he’s missed the brig, And Bogie’s o’er him foamin’. Wi’ broken banes, out ower the stanes, He creepit up Stra’bogie, And a’ the nicht he prayed wi’ micht To keep him frae the cogie. Now Mary’s heart is light again-- She’s neither sick nor silly; For auld or young, nae sinfu’ tongue Could e’er entice her Willie; And aye her sang through Bogie rang-- ‘O haud ye frae the cogie; The weary gill’s the sairest ill On braes o’ fair Stra’bogie.’ King William IV. (1830-1837) rigidly practised temperance. Indeed he zealously promoted it before his accession to the throne. One incident may serve as an illustration. On the death of the keeper of Bushy Park, the King, then Duke of Clarence, appointed the keeper’s son to succeed him. This young man broke his leg, a circumstance which elicited the practical sympathy of the Duke. After his recovery, the young man took to drinking; so the Duke, in order to cure him of the propensity, required his attendance every night at eight o’clock, and if he appeared in liquor reprimanded him the following morning. But all to no purpose. The infatuated keeper died from the effects of intemperance. The King however was fond of giving _toasts_ after dinner, when his prosy speeches were notorious. The following specimen of toasts at a public banquet is taken from that given on the occasion of the opening of London Bridge. As soon as the royal visitors had concluded their repast, the Lord Mayor rose, and said: ‘His most gracious Majesty has condescended to permit me to propose a toast. I therefore do myself the high honour to propose that we drink His Most Gracious Majesty’s Health, with four times four.’ The company rose, and, after cheering him in the most enthusiastic manner, sang the national anthem of ‘God save the King.’ His Majesty bowed to all around, and appeared to be much pleased.