Another Irishman removes his pipe to say Och botheration. Their little ragged boy capers in astonishment, asking Who is dat daddy. The man answers: Don't touch him Judy for the life of you, he's a great man from Scotland. A woman says to her barelegged husband whose breeches are dilapidated: And sure Paety is this the man they call the great unknown? what a power of books he has, but it would be but dacent if he put on a pair of breeches. Scott: Ner mind what they say bearn Come along Watty and let us speer a the curiosities o the auld Celtic Island I'll make a poem on it to a certainty. On his head, resting on his flat Scots cap, is a towering pile of big volumes he holds the hand of a hussar officer (left), his son Walter, who looks up to say: Our Colonel says you should have made a poet of me instead of a souldier father. ![]() ![]() Sir Walter Scott, in Highland dress, with plaid and sporran, stands full-face, with other figures on a much smaller scale.
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