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 7 BUCK-HAVEN IN FIFE-SHIRE. fiſh and ſauce o't to my Tammy's parrich: No, no; ſaid Witty Eppie, better gie'r to my Lord, and he'd ſtap an iron ſtick thro' the guts o't, and gar't rin round aſore the fire till it be roaſted ; Na, na, ſaid, Wiſe Willy, we'll no do that indeed, for my Lord wad mak us a' dogs, ap gar us rin thro the kintry ſeeking maukins till him. It happened on a dark winter morning, that two of the wives were going to Dyſart to fell their fith, and near the road-ſide there happened to be a tinker's aſs tedder'd, and the poor aſs ſeeing the wives coming with their creels, thought it was the tickers coming to fit or remove him; fell a crying, the two wives threw their fifh-aways and can home like mad, perſons crying, they had ſeen the de'il, aye the very horn'd doil, an that he had poken to them, and cried after them, but she did not ken what he Lid, for it was worſe word than a Highlandman's. The whole town was id on uproar, ſome would go with picks and ſpades and hag him a' in pieces, others wad gang sad catch him in a strong net, and then they could either hang or drown him. Na, na, co' Wise Willy, we manna caſt out wi' him at the firſt, as pe's gotten the twa burden o' fiſh, he'll ables grung bis wa' and no faſh, nae mair, he's o'er ſouple to be catch'd in a net, a' your pith 'ill neither hang him nor drown him, en the kintry he comes the