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the clans in the north. He was a brave officer, and possessed the full confidence of his men. The Government was highly enraged at his escape, and offered a great reward for his apprehension, which is particularly alluded to in the last verse of the song."

In "The Northumberland Garland; or, Newcastle Nightingale; a matchless collection of famous songs. Newcastle printed by and for Hall and Elliott. 1793," is a version of this song, varying considerably from, and much shorter than the one in Griffin's workmany of the variations, however, are merely verbal; those which contain any material alteration are given in our notes. The air to the song, is the well known and favourite tune of the "White Cockade."

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ACKINTOSH was a soldier brave,
And did most gallantly behave,

When into Northumberland he came,
With gallant men of his own name.

Then Derwentwater he did say,
That five hundred guineas he would lay,
To beat the militia man to man;

But they prov'd cowards, and off they ran.

Then the Earl of Mar did vow and swear,

That English ground if he came near,1

Ere the right should starve, and the wrong should stand,
He'd blow them all to some foreign land.

Lord Derwentwater he rode away,

Well mounted on his dapple grey;

But soon he wish'd him home with speed,
Fearing they were all betray'd indeed.

"Adzounds!" cried Forster "never fear
For Brunswick's army is not near;
And if they dare come, our valour we'll show
And give them a total overthrow,"

But Derwentwater soon he found

That they were all enclos'd around.2

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"Alack!" he cried "for this cowardly strife, How many brave men shall lose their life!"

Old Macintosh he shook his head

When he saw his Highland lads lie dead;
And he wept-not for the loss of those,
But for the success of their proud foes.
Then Macintosh unto Wills 3 he came,
Saying "Iv'e been a soldier in my time,
And ere' a Scot of mine shall yield,
We'll all lie dead upon the field."

"Then go your ways" he made reply;
"Either surrender, or you shall die,
Go back to your own men in the town;
What can you do when left alone?"
Macintosh is a gallant soldier 4

With his musket over his shoulder-
"Every true man points his rapier;

But damn you Forster, you are a traitor!'

Lord Derwentwater to Forster said,

"Thou hast ruin'd the cause, and all betray'd;
For thou didst vow to stand our friend,
But hast prov'd traitor in the end.
Thou brought us from our own country;
We left our homes and came with thee;
But thou art a rogue and a traitor both,
And hast broke thy honour and thy oath."

Lord Derwentwater to Litchfield did ride, "
With armed men on every side;

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3 General Wills commander of the Government forces. Mackintosh was a valiant soldier,

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He carried his musket on his shoulder;

Cock your pistols, draw your rapier,

And damn you, Forster, for you are a traytor." The lord Derwentwater to Litchfield did ride,

In his coach, and attendance by his side;

He swore if he dy`d by the point of a sword,
He'd drink a health to the man he lov'd.

"Thou Forster has brought us from our own home,
Leaving our estates for others to come;
Thou treach'rous rogue, thou hast us betray d:
We are all ruin'd," lord Derwentwater said.

But still he swore by the point of his sword,
To drink a health to his rightful lord.
Lord Derwentwater he was condemn'd
And led unto his latter end;

And though his lady did plead full sore,
They took his life, they could get no more.

Brave Derwentwater he is dead;

From his fair body they took the head;
But Macintosh and his friends are fled,
And they'll set the hat on another head.
And whether they are gone beyond the sea,
Or if they abide in this country,

Though our King would give ten thousand pound,
Old Macintosh will scorn to be found.

The Water of Tyne.

FROM SHARP'S BISHOPRICK GARLAND.

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CANNOT get to my love, if I would dee,

The water of Tyne runs between him and me;
And here I must stand with the tear in my e'e,
Both sighing and sickly, my sweetheart to see.

O, where is the boatman, my bonny honey?
O, where is the boatman? O, bring him to me-
To ferry me over the Tyne to my honey,

And I will remember the boatman and thee.

Oh! bring me a boatman, and I'll give him money,
And you for your trouble rewarded shall be,

To ferry me over the Tyne to my honey,
Or ferry him cross that rough river to me.

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HE following documents are extracted from the register of the Church at Ovingham, in Northumberland :

"John Sharp, Doctor in Divinity, Archdeacon of this Archdeaconry of Northumberland, to all and singular Rectors, Vicars, Chaplains, Curates and clerks, whomsoever, in and throughout our whole Archdeaconry, wheresoever constituted, greeting. We command you, or one of you, publicly to denounce, denote, and declare with effect, Mary Simpson and James Greener, of the parish of Ovingham, within our said Archdeaconry on some Sunday or holiday, in the said parish church of Ovingham, during the time of Divine Service in the forenoon, whilst the congregation of Christian people is there publicly assembled for Divine worship, to have been, and to be excommunicate by the sentence of the greater excommunication, respectively, for their manifest contumacies and contempt, in not undergoing a salutary and suitable penance by us enjoined them severally for their souls' health, and the reformation of their manners, and more especially for the crime of fornication, by them severally committed, and in not certifying the performance of such penance, pursuant to our personal admonition to them, and such of them, within a certain competent time to them appointed, and long since past; and what you shall do in the premises you shall duly certify us, our lawful representative, or some other competent judge in that behalf, together

with these presents. Given under the seal of our Archdeaconry, this first day of March, in the year of our Lord, 1769.

BRAEMS WHELER, Register.

"That the above excommunication was publicly read in the parish church of Ovingham, on Sunday, the second day of April, 1769, in time of Divine Service in the forenoon of the same day, is attested by us.

"The above persons were absolved, May the 7th, 1769."

"Memorandum.-That sentence of excommunication against Mary Fittis, wife of John Fittis, of Ovingham, was read in the parish church of Ovingham, on Sunday, Dec. 27. 1778, by me,

"CHRISTOPHER GREGSON, Minister."

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THE SUNDERLAND PROJECTORS.

A New Ballað.

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HE following ballad is worthy of preservation ;-it was rescued from oblivion by the care and industry of that eminent local collector, the late John Sykes, bookseller, Newcastle, who found it pasted on the back of an old picture :-it was presumed to be the only copy in existence. The notes have been added from various local authorities.

RHO has e'er been at Sunderland, that famous town, Must have heard of those men of high fame and renown, Who for Projects, and Schemes, and Designs, and so forth, Are greatly distinguish'd all over the North.

Derry down, Derry down.

Such a wonderful progress in learning they've made,

Have drawn out such plans for th' advancement of trade,
With an art so profound, we expect very soon
That they'll teach us a way to fly up to the moon.

And to bring so important a project to bear,
They've finish'd already some castles in air;
And all that they want now are trifling things,
As, a few little feathers, to eke out their wings,

Derry, &c.

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Derry, &c.

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