* * * * * =A.= 1^5. she meant. _Sharpe’s transcript reads_: 1^1. In _for_ Into. 5^2. come _for_ go. 8^6. Most _for_ Right. =B.= 5^2. thereat; _changed to_ therein _in printing_. _The line is run through in pencil._ 6^4. raving. _Cf._ =A= 9^6. _Kinloch made some changes in printing._ =C.= _Written throughout in stanzas of four verses._ =D. b.= _Since Chambers in some measure adjusted phraseology with a view to “literary” effect, it is impossible to make out which of the variations in his ballad came from the copy which he took down from recitation. Upon extracting all his variations, they have not turned out to be important. A few, which seem the most likely to have belonged to his recited copy, are subjoined._ 1^3. I spied a lady in a wood. 2^4. An auld knicht. 7^{3,5}. youngest _for_ second. 10^{5-8}. And he has coft her silken claes Garred her look like a queen: ‘Ye surely now will sick nae mair For Jock o Hazelgreen.’ 13^7. And they have ridden far athort. _After 15._ For her sake I did vow a vow I neer should wed but she; Should this fair lady cruel prove, I’ll lay me doun and dee. 16^{3,4,5}. sick _for_ wae. 16^{7,8}. And a’ she wants to heal her woe Is Jock o Hazelgreen. 17^4. Ye’re lady ower. =E. b.= 2. ‘What like a man is Haselgreen? Lady, tell to me.’ ‘He’s a handsome, proper youth As ever my eyes did see. With shoulders broad and arms long, Most comely to be seen;’ And still she lout the tears doun fa For Jock of Haselgreen. 294 DUGALL QUIN ‘Dugall Quin,’ The Old Lady’s MS. Collection, No 27. In this little ballad, which has barely story enough to be so called, Dugald Quin, a Highlander, who seems to give himself out as a man in very humble circumstances, induces Lizzie Menzies, a young lady who appears to have nine maids at her command, to follow him, regardless of her father’s opposition. She cannot resist his merry winking eyes. After she has cast in her lot with his, he promises her nine mills (to match the nine maids), and to make her lady of Garlogie. The old lady minutes at the end of her copy that “it was the Marquis of Huntly.” One version of ‘Rob Roy,’ No 225, I, 8, has a stanza like 2. ‘What think ye o my coal-black hair, But and my twinkling een, lady, A little bonnet on my head, And cocket up aboon, lady?’ I suppose the Farie of 6^2, 9^2, to stand for a locality on the way north to Boggie (Strathbogie); I cannot, however, identify the place. ‘Tempeng chiss of farie,’ 6^4, 9^4, 10^4, may be a tempting fairy treasure. ‘Chis’ is Gaelic for _tribute_, but I am at present unable, making whatever allowance for the capricious spelling of the manuscript, to suggest any satisfying explanation of this important phrase.