Chapter 49 No.49

My heart is sair, I dare nae tell.

My heart is sair for somebody;

I could wake a winter night

For the sake of somebody.

Oh-hon! for somebody!

Oh hey! for somebody!

I wad do-what wad I not,

For the sake of somebody.

-Scotch Song.

In a few weeks they moved to Edinburgh, where arrangements were speedily made for giving Ellen