16 By cam her father's harper, and he was fine, And he made a harp o her bonny breast-bone. 17 When they came to her father's court, The harp [and fiddle these words] spoke: 18 'O God bless my father the king, And I wish the same to my mother the queen. 19 'My sister Jane she tumbled me in, . . . . . . . * * * * * * * I Kinloch MSS, V, 425. From the recitation of M. Kinnear, 23d August, 1826. 1 There war twa sisters lived in a bouer, Binnorie and Binnorie There cam a squire to court them baith. At the bonnie mill-streams o Binnorie 2 He courted the eldest with jewels and rings, But he lovd the youngest the best of all things. 3 He courted the eldest with a penknife, He lovd the youngest as dear as his life. 4 It fell ance upon a day That these twa sisters hae gane astray. 5 It was for to meet their father's ships that had come in. . . . . . . . 6 As they walked up the linn, The eldest dang the youngest in. 7 'O sister, sister, tak my hand, And ye'll hae Lud John and aw his land.' 8 With a silver wand she pushd her in, . . . . . . . 9 'O sister, sister, tak my glove, And ye sall hae my ain true love.' 10 The miller's dochter cam out wi speed. It was for a water to bake her bread. 11 'O father, father, gae slack your dam; There's either a white fish or a swan.' * * * * * * * 12 Bye cam a blind fiddler that way, And he took three tets o her bonnie yellow hair. 13 And the first spring that he playd, It said, 'It was my sister threw me in.' J Notes and Queries, 4th S., V, 23, from the north of Ireland. 1 There were two ladies playing ball, Hey, ho, my Nannie O A great lord came to court them all. The swan she does swim bonnie O 2 He gave to the first a golden ring, He gave to the second a far better thing. * * * * * * * 3 He made a harp of her breast-bone . . . . . . . 4 He set it down upon a stone, And it began to play its lone. K Mr G.R. Kinloch's papers, Kinloch MSS, II, 59. From Mrs Lindores. 1 'O sister, sister, gie me your hand, Binnorie and Binnorie And I'll give the half of my fallow-land, By the bonnie mill-dams of Binnorie.' * * * * * * * 2 The first time the bonnie fiddle played, 'Hang my sister, Alison,' it said, 'At the bonnie mill-dams of Binnorie.' L #a.# From oral tradition, Notes and Queries, 1st S., V, 316. #b.# The Scouring of the White Horse, p. 161. From North Wales.