Punch (95.1888)

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PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.

[August 25, 1888.

THE RAILWAY TAM O' SHANTER.

Shareholder, " Sior ! stop ! More haste, less Dividend !"

" A race ! " yelled Tam ; " I ought to win it
At something like a mile a minute."

So speeds the " Flying Scotchman," so]
Tam rattles madly on, when lo !

Weel mounted on his flying steed,—
A fleeter never gat up speed,—
Tam skelpit on at sic a pace
As thoroughbred ne'er held in race.

Eclipse himself, or Flying Dutchman, I A something stirs m Iammie s noddle ;

Tim's nag for swiftness could not touch, man. For danger he cares not a boddie,

So sped tlat steed and Tam upon it, ' But ithers at his pace astonished Into race-course-or cmder-path

WhSes holding fast his gude blue bonnet, Consider he should be admonished, [friends, j For " record-cutting stirs their wrat

WMes glow'ring round wi' prudent cares " More haste, less speed," think Tam's Scotch , To safety and good sense they 11 rally

LeTrival* pass nini unawares; May mean " mair speed, less deevedends." | And m protesting legion sally

Through space can one thus wildly whisk
"Without considerable risk
To money-bags as weel as bodies ?
Your Scotch shareholders are not nod-
dies.

Their interest is not Sport but Trade;
To see the trim-laid " metals " made
Into race-course—or cinder-path,
For "record-cutting " stirs their wrath.