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(7) the woo‘ aſt t, and make fiſh and ſauce o’t to my Tammys parich: No, no, ſaid witty Eppie, better gloſt to my Lord, and he'll ſlap an iron ſtick thro’ the guts o’t and gar t rin round afore the fire till it be roaſted: Na, na ſaid wiſe Willy, we’ll nae do that indeed, for my Lord would mak us a’ dogs and 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 ſell their fiſh, ass near the road ſide there happened to be a tinker’s aſs teddered, and the poor aſs ſeeing the wives com-

ing with their creels, thought it was the tinkers coming to ſit or remove him, ſell a crying the two wives threw their fiſh away and ran home like mad perſons crying they had seen the de’il, aye the very horned de’il, ane that he had ſpoken to them, but they did not ken what he ſaid, for it was worſe words then a Highlanders; the whole town was in an uproar, ſome would go with picks and ſpades, to hack him to pieces, others would 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 he's gotten twa burden o’ fiſh he’ll ablens gan, his wa' an no ſaſh na’e mair; he’s o’er ſouple to be