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 16 COAL.MAN'S COURTSHIP banes, o co' Sawny put me in my bed for my days will ſoon be done, a curſe on your courtiug wark, for it's killed me, and wives is but wicked things I ken by the ſame. Mither o dole, dole! my bairn has gotten poiſon, for the ſmell o't is like to poiſon me. Sawny. Gin herrin an' het ale Le poi- fon, there'll no be mony left alive. Bock co' Swany, the bed's fill'd. Mither. My bairn, thou was ay a cleanly bairn till now, thou's ſurely loft thy ſenſes, when thou fills where thou lies as the brute beaſt does, thou ne'er did the like o' this before ſince thou left cacking o' the cradle. PART III POOR Sawny had a terrible night o't, wi' a fair head and ſick heart, his een flood in his head, his wame cad- dled like cay milk cows, and his pud- dings crocket like awheen panddocks in a pool: his mither rocket and wrang her hands, crying, a wae be to the wife that brew'd it! for I have loſt a well for