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So Sawny came swagering through a’ the shell wives, but she was nae there, but coming down the town beneath the guard, he 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 meat hale, and ay work- ing some; how’s a’ at hame, is Kate well?

Matty. Fu’ well my dow; you’re a braw sonsy lad grown, a wally fa’ me gin I kend ye.

Come, come co’ Sawny, and Til gi’e ! you a nossock to heat your wame, it is a cauld day, and ye’re my mither’s country man.

Now fair fa’ you Sawny, I’ll no re- fus’t a dram’s better the day than a clap on the arse wi’ a cauld shule, fae follow me my dow.

So awa’ she took me, co’ Sawny. down a dark stair to an o’ the how houses, be- neath the yird, where it was as mirk as in a coal heugh, and they had a great fire”; Sweet be wi' me, co’ Sawny, for it mindt me on the ill part, and a muckle pot like a little caldron seething kail and roasting flesh. and the wife forking them out as fast as she cou'd into ***********