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 BUCK-HAVEN IN FIFE-SHIRE. 15 daes loaps o'er the dyke and eats a de kail, and de little ancs wi' de wagging horns, creeps in at our vatcr guſh-holes, and does the like, when we cry pifte, they ran awa hame to Muir-edge, but I'll far my colly haad 'em by the fit, and I'll hrud'em y the horn, an pu' a' de hair aff 'on, and ſend en hame wanting the ſkin, as he did wi' Sowen Dammy's wi' Sandy, for codding o'lis peafe, he ook aff de poor laddies coat, a fae did he een. A well then, ſaid my Lord, what do you fay, pat call in. Wife Willy. In he comes, A well my Lord, I ſhall ſuppoſe a ye were a'low, and me fitting. dag, and you bite my arſe, ſudna I tak amends o' you for What? O my Lord, ye wadna lae ſic a bite our your arſe for twenty merks, ye maun juſt gar Muir-edge gie ten merks to buy a plaiſter to heal she poor bit wean's arſe again. Well ſaid, Willy, Wys my Lord, but who puts on the ſow's noſe a- fain? A figs my lord, ſaid Willy, ſhe's honeſter- ke wanting it, and he'll bite nae mair arſes wit, od gin ye had hane a noſe, my Lord, as lang as the ſow had, ye'd been obliged to ony body it wad ut a piece aft. A gentleman coming paſt near their town, aſked ne of their wives where their college food, ſaid de, Give me a thilling, and I'll let you ſee both he ſides o't, he gives her a ſhilling, thinking to ſee ome curious' fight, now there's one ſide of your hilling and there's the other, and 'tis mine now. PART III. TOW Wife Willy was ſo admired for his juſt judgement in cutting off the ſow's noſe, at my Lord in a mocking mauner, made hud urly-bailie of Bucky hide. Lang Sandy was pro- bft, and John Thrums, the weaver, was dean of