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 20 COALMAN’S COURTSHIP, lang; ye have plenty o’ baith milk and meal, ſnuff an’ tobacco, but ye ſmell at ne crack o’ the whip, I kend my mith wad ride yet, for I’ve ſeen her fit wag' gang this lang time Mither. A dear Sawny man, an’ thot were ance fairly aff the fodder, I’d b« caſt into a hole o’ a houſe by myſel where I‘ll juſt ly and break my heart and weary myſelf to dead ; but an‘ cou'd get a bit honeſt weaver, a cobler or ſome auld taylor by the rail, I wat tickle to him yet, let the country claſ as they pleaſe about it Sawny A well, a well, then mithe: take your ain flight; there's no fool to an auld fool; for the morn I II be a£ or on wi‘ the hiſſy I has on hand. So on the morrow, Sawny got a, hi claiſe clean, his hair cam‘d and greas'd wi‘ butter, and his face as clean as i the cat had ticket it; and away he goeſ ſinging. I will buy a pound of woo, I will waſh'd and mak 'a plaidy, I'm gaung o'er the muir to woo, Carline is your daughter ready ? Now poor Sawny altho‘ he ſang, wa as pale as a ghoſt from the grave, hi