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Laird and his Cantrips-Adam Hill-Home Again.
Kilmarnock-A Glance at its History, Progress, and
Appearance — Kilmarnock House—The Lady's Walk-
Burns in Kilmarnock-Friends, and Places Associated with
his Name- The Town of his Day—The Laigh Kirk—The
Churchyard—The High Church—“Black Jock Russell”
and Burns-The Soulis Monument-"Wee Johnie "- The
Kay Park— The Burns Monument.
From Kilmarnock to Mossgiel—Notes by the Way-
Mossgiel-A Noisy Reception—The Dwelling-House-The
Spence-An Interesting Relic-The "Mouse" and "Daisy"
-John Blane's Recollections—The Old Dwelling-House-
The Poet's Study-The Scene of “The Vision "-The Poet's
Personal Appearance and Misfortunes when in the Farm.
and its Associations.
Ellisland, its Situation, Appearance, and Associations-
Burns as an Exciseman-His Antipathy to the Office-
His Humanity, Hospitality, and Industry—The Poet's
Favourite Walk—The Composition of “Tam o' Shanter":
The Wounded Hare—The Isle-Holywood Past and Present
Rambles through the Land of Burns.
ON THE ROAD TO AYR—THE DAISY-SCENERY IN THE VICINITY OF KIL
MARNOCK-CRAIGIE CASTLE-BARNWEIL HILL--SYMINGTON-
INTENT upon a pilgrimage to the cottage wherein the immortal poet, Robert Burns, first saw the light, and the interesting places in its immediate vicinity, I left Kilmarnock one beautiful summer morning before its inhabitants were stirring, and having crossed the Irvine by the new bridge at Riccarton, held onward, regardless of the lang Scots miles" which lay between me and the goal of the journey. Nature was newly waken from the slumber of night—the sun poured its exhilarating rays from the radiant east, and in its strength was quickly dispelling the vapoury mist which hung over the river and floated lazily across the fields, as if reluctant to depart and allow the god to quaff the pearly drops of dew which decked the grass and hedges. A solemn stillnesswhich was occasionally broken by the distant lowing of cattle and the chirrup of a lightsome bird-pervaded the scene, for the village was wrapt in slumber, a slumber fated soon to be broken by the deep-toned bell in the church spire calling the labouring poor to renew the turmoil of life. "As the gate of the domain which surrounds Caprington Castle was neared the scene became more romantic and grand, for the estate of Treesbank, with its manor house peering from