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15 but I'll gar my colley haud 'em by the fit and I'll haud 'em by de horn and pu a de hair aff’em, and ſend 'em hame wantin the ſkin, as he did wi' ſowen Tommie's wee Sandy, for coddin o' his peaſe he took aff de poor laddies coat, a ſae did he een.

A well then, ſaid my lord, what do you ſay, but call on Wiſe Willie.

In he comes, a weel my lord, I ſhall ſuppoſe an ye were a ſow, an me ſittin driting, an you to bite my arſe, ſudna I tak amends o' you for that? od my lord, ye wadna hae ſic a bite out o' your arſe for twenty merks, ye maun juſt gar Muir-edge gie ten merks to buy a plaiſter to heal the poor bit wean's arſe again. Well ſaid, Willie, ſays my lord, but who puts on the ſow's noſe again? A figs my lord, ſaid Willie, ſhe's honeſter like wanting it, an ſhe'll bite nae mae arſes wi't, an gin ye had hane a noſe my lord as lang as the ſow had, ye'd been obliged to ony body it wad cut a piece aft.

A gentleman coming paſt near their town, aſked one of their wives where their college ſtood, ſaid ſhe give me a ſhilling and I'll let you ſee both the ſides o't, he gives her a ſhilling, thinking to ſee ſome curious ſight, now there's one ſide of your ſhilling, and there's the other, and its mine now.

ow Wiſe Willie being ſo admired for his juſt judgement in cutting off the ſow's noſe, that my lord in a mocking manner made him burly bailie of Bucky-hyve, Lang Sandy was provoſt, and John Thrums the weaver was dean of guild, but Witty Eppie had ay the caſting vote, in a' their courts and Controverſies.

There happened one day a running horſe to ſtand at one of their doors, and a child going about, the horſe tramped on the child's foot, which cauſed the poor child to cry, the mother came running in a paſſion; crying a wea be to you for a 'orſe it e'er ye was born