It came down from the gallery, leaped across the stalls from the pit--oh, but it was the bonny, bonny sound to ma ears! It reached my heart--it went into my feet as I danced, it raised my voice for me! "Tobermory" settled it--when they sang the chorus wi' me on the second voice, in a great, roaring measure, I knew I was safe.

I gave them "Calligan-Vall-Again" then, and ended with "The Lass o' Killicrankie." I'd been supposed to ha' but a short turn, but it was hard for me to get off the stage.

I never had an audience treat me better.

'Tis a great memory to this day--I'll ne'er forget that night in Gatti's old hall, no matter hoo lang I live.
But I was glad when I heard the shootin' and the clappin' dee doon, and they let the next turn go on.

I was weak----I was nigh to faintin' as I made my way to my dressing room.