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19 miten; O but, ſaid he bride it's the faſhion to every one to eat of their own trencher; you my get. more ſauce, I can manage all mine myſelf; indeed, my lord, I thought ye like me better than ony bo- dy: O but, ſaid he, I love myſelf better than you bride: deed my lord, I think ye're the beſt body about the houſe for your lady's but a ſtinking pride- fu' jade, ſhe thinks that we fud ma the fiſh a' alike, be go, my lord, ſhe things that we ſad ſhape them as the hens do their eggs wi' deir arſe. O bride, ſaid he, you ſhould not ſpeak ill of my lady, for ſhe hears you very well: O deed, my lord, I had mae mind o' that; a well then, ſaid he drink to me or them ye like beſt: then here's to you a' gither, arſe o'er head. Very well ſaid ſays my lord, that's good ſenſe or ſomething like it. Dinner being over, the lord deſired the bride to dance; indeed my lord, I canna dance ony, but I'll gar my wame wallop forneut yours, and then in und about ua falt an Itun; very well fod he, bride, that will juſt do, we all neither kiſs nor ſhunke hands, butI'll bow to you and ye'll beck to me and ſo we'll have done. Now after dinner and dancing, my lord exhorted the bride to be a good neighbour, and to gree well Hi every body roundabout; I wat well, my lord, se ten I never cuſt out wi' nae body, har lang Pate o' the Pans, as he was a' the wyte o't, A began wr'a hertising and jorphing me about Sandy, de black ſtanes and de crab holis where du wean was gotten, and then it tutn'd to a hahbub and a colly ſhangy, an' or you wad ſaid kiss my a- my lord, we were aboon ither on the music midden, I true I tell him o'rondy Rob his uncle, hit fie titty it frald de farks and drink de fillet, and how his midder tell-d mouky mutten, an mir dora that, foedd leen, my lord.