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Caller Cod wi' Sauce o' Caller Ou.
THE HAGGIS.
"Fair fa' your honest, sonsie face, Great Chieftain, o' the puddin' race!"
"A nip o' Fairntosh, an' it's no ower perjinkitie measure!"
ROAST AN' BILED.
Sheeps' Hurdies.
Sirloins o' Nowte.
Biled Chuckies an' Tongue.
Rost.i.t Bubblyjock wi' Sausages.
Tatties Biled an' Champit.
Curly Kail.
"I'm thinkin', Sandy, we wadna be the waur o' a drappie."
Roast.i.t Feesants wi' Raupit Tatties.
CONFECTOURI.
Figmaleerie o' Fruits.
Jeelies.
Plum Puddin'.
Mince Pies.
Apple Tairts and Cream.
Kebbuck wi' Celery an' guid Oat Farls.
DESSERT AN' COFFEE.
"Let them that wants Coffee, hae Coffee; I'm thinkin' I'll hae a dram!"
The birthday of Burns is celebrated in all parts of the world: wherever Scotchmen are located the bard is honoured. We have before us a number of Burns dinner toast lists, and several are headed "Should auld acquaintance be forgot?"
The following are from the toast lists of the Hull Burns' Club. Under the toast of "The Queen," two lines appear:--
"In the field of proud honour, our swords in our hand, Our Queen and our country to save."
To the toast of "The Mayor, Sheriff, and Corporation" is this couplet:--
"How wisdom and folly meet, mix, and unite; How virtue and vice blend their black and their white."
The toast of the evening, "The Memory of Burns," has under it the following verse from _The Cotter's Sat.u.r.day Night_:--
"O Scotia! my dear, my native soil!
For whom my warmest wish to Heaven is sent!
Long may thy hardy sons of rustic toil Be blessed with health, and peace, and sweet content."
We have seen inscribed with this toast a verse from one of Bennoch's beautiful poems:--
"With reverent silence we will fill A cup whene'er this day returns, And pledge the memory of the Bard, The Bard of Nature--Robert Burns, Immortal Burns."
Appended to the toast of "The Hull Burns' Club" are the n.o.ble lines:--
"It's coming yet, for a' that, That man to man, the warld o'er, Shall brithers be for a' that."
"The Visitors," "Kindred Societies," are included with suitable quotations. The verse under the toast of "The Press" is a happy selection:--
"Here's freedom to him that wad read, Here's freedom to him that wad write, There's nane ever feared that the truth should be heard, But they whom the truth would indite."
We have seen the following quoted several times with this toast:--
"A chiel's amang you takin' notes, And faith he'll prent it."
The concluding toast, that of "The La.s.sies," has the familiar lines:--
"The wisest man the warl' e'er saw, He dearly loved the la.s.sies, O!"
At a dinner of the Hull Literary Club the toast list was enriched with quotations from the works of the Poet Laureate. An excerpt from _The Princess_ on the first page says:--
"Hark the bell For dinner, let us go!"
Two lines from a poem, _To the Rev. F. D. Maurice_, head the list:--
"You'll have no scandal while you dine, But honest talk and wholesome wine."
To the toast of "The Queen" are four lines, as follow:--
"Her Court was pure; her life serene; G.o.d gave her peace; her land reposed; A thousand claims to reverence closed In her as Mother, Wife, and Queen."
Five lines from _The Battle of Brunanburgh_ are given to the toast of "Our Brave Defenders":--
"Theirs was a greatness Got from their grandsires-- Theirs that so often in Strife with their enemies, Struck for their h.o.a.rds and their hearths and their homes."
Two quotations appear under the toast of "Success to the Hull Literary Club":--
"We rub each other's angles down."--_In Memoriam._
"Work in n.o.ble brotherhood."--_Exhibition Ode._
With the toast of "Literature and the Arts" is the line:--
"Let knowledge grow from more to more."
Under "The Press":--
"News from the humming city comes to it."
The line under the toast of "The Ladies" is brief and graceful:--
"Made to be loved."
