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14 Jouk three times rugged at his ſhoulder, At langrun, Bawſy rak'd his een, And cries, What's that? What do you mean? Then looking up he ſees his brither,
 * Bawſy. Good-morrow Jouk, what brings you hither?

Your'e early up, as I'm a ſinner I ſeenly riſe before my dinner: Well, what's ye'r news, and how gaes a' Ye've been an ucno time awa'.
 * Joukum. Bawfy, I m blyth to ſee you weel,

For me, thank God, I keep me heal: Get up, get up, ye lazy mart, I have a ſecret to impart, Of which, when I give you an inkling, It will ſet bait your lugs a tinkling.
 * Bard Straight Bawſy riſes, quickly dresses,

While haſte his youky mind impreſſes: Now rigg'd. and morning drink brought in, Thus did ſlee-gabbet Jouk begin.
 * Joukum My worthy brither, well I wate

O er feckleſs is your wee eſtate, For ſic a meikle ſaul as yours, That to things greater higher towers; But ye ly loitering here at hame, Neglectfu' baith of wealth and aame, Tho', as I ſaid, ye have a mind, That is for higher things deſign'd.
 * Bawſy. That very true, thanks to the ſkies

But how to get them there it lies.
 * Joukum. I'll tell ye Baws,—I've laid a plot

That only want your caſting vote,