Address to the Scottish Clans at Woodstock

June 19th, 1890.

Scotia's Sons! We love to meet thee, / And with hearty feelings greet thee;

You have come in a right good flock / To this progressive town, Woodstock.

And Scottish clans, noble order, / Here they meet from o'er the border;

From greatest of Republics, south, / That vast land of wondrous growth.

We will not call them foreign nation, / For they are our own blood relation, / And this gathering all so grand / Is welcomed by Clan Sutherland.

The Highland men of Illinois, / Tn our old age increased our joys, / Making us an honorary member, / Their kindness we will e'er remember.

And may you often meet together, / From land of whin and broom and heather;

Wallace, and Bruce, and Burns, and Scott, / Are names should never be forgot.

And Zorra's fame is heard afar, / Victorious in each tug of war;

All loved the little boys and girls / In Highland dress and waving curls.

And you have chose Canadian / For the chief of your Royal Clan, / And you will find that Sutherland, / Is one who ably will command.