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 10 COALMAN'S COURTSHIP men's legs or they married them, and the well legged lowns gnes ay beſt aff) So Sawny came ſwaggerin'thro' a' the ſhell wives, but the was ne there, but coming down the town below the guard met auld Be-go juſt i'the teeth, and cries Hey laddie, my dow, how's your mither honeſt Mary ? I thank you, co Sawny ſhe's meet hale, ay working ſome, how's 'a'at hame, is Kate and laddie well. Matty. Fu' well, my dow; you're a braw fonſy dog grown, a wallie fa'me gin I kend ye Cony, come, co Sawny, and I'll gi'e you a noſſock to heat your wame, it is a cauld day, and ye're my mither's countryman. Na, fair fa'you Sawny, I'll no refus't, a dram's better the day than a clap on the arſe wi' cauld ſhule, fie follow me -bogo awa' the rock me, co Sawny, down dark ſtair to one O' the how houſes, beneath the yird, where it was mirk as in'a 'coal leugh, and they had a great 'ffres, Szece be some, co' Savny, for it minds me of the ill part, an'a huckle pot like a little caldron, ſeething kail, and roaſting fleſh, the wife forked them out as faſt as the could into cogs an' caps,