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Rh will we do now? ſaid Willie; no more, ſaid my lord, but gang away home Willie: O my bows, O my bleſſing come o'er your bonny face, my lord I wiſh you may never die, nor yet grow ſick ner naebody kill you: ye're the beſt lord I ken on earth, for we thought a' to be made dead men and fogers, ye're wiſer than a' the witches in Fife.

There was in Bucky harbour, a method when they got a hearty drink that they went down to dance among the boats; one, two, or three of the oldeſt, went into a boat to ſee the reſt dance: whenever they admitted a burgher, there was always a dance. One day they admitted gly'd Rob Thomſon, from the Iſland of May, and after he was admitted, they got account from Wiſe Willie that gly'd Rob was a witch, which made them all ſtop their dancing, and Rob was cried on to make anſwer to this weighty matter. Gly'd Rob cried none of you ſhall ſtir one fit for two hours, 'se warrand you; ſo Rob ſpang'd and jump'd over the

boat ſeveral times and put them to great terror; ſome cried, O 'tis ith' air, and then they all cried they ſaw him itha' air hinging: ſo that Rob was obliged to go back to the May and carry coals to the light-houſe.

It was reported that gly'd Rob was born in Bucky, and