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20 lang; ye have peaty baith milk and meal, snuff and tobacco, but ye smell at the crack of the whip, I kend my mi- ther wad ride yet for I have seen her waggan this lang time

Mither. A dear Sawny man, an* thou were andce fairly off the fodder, I’ll be cast into a hole of a house by myself, where I'll just lye and break my heart, and weary myself to dead ; but and I could get a bu bichonost weaver, a cobbler, or some auld tailor by the tail, I wad tickle to him yet, let the country clash as much as they please about it?

Sawny A. well, a will, then, mither, I tak your ain flight; there’s nae fool to an auld fool ; for the morn, I’ll be affor on wi' the hissy I hae on hand.

So on the morrow, Sawny got on a’ his claise clean, his hair kaimld, and greased wi* butter. and his face as claan as if the cat had licked it, and away he goes singing,

“ I will buy a pound of woo,

" I will waih't and make a plaidy.

“ L*m gaun o’er the muir to woo,

“ arline is your daughter ready ?

Now poor Sawny altho' he sang was, he as a ghost from the grave, his