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 belly was a' sun burnt, and brown  a piper's bag, or the head of an old ; and yet he was a ruddy lown in  face, and his beard began to sprout  like herrin banes. He took thick to his breakfast, and baps and ale  the day, and when the coals  dear, and the win' was cauld,  an oven-farl, and twa Dunbar-eathers, or a Glasgow Magistrate, which fish-wifes ca' a wastlin herrin'.

His mither, auld Mary, plagued him in the morning, got up when the  keckled, ringed the ribs, blew her -box, primed her nose, kindled  tobacco-pipe, and at every puff  out frettings against her hard  and lanely single life. O but a be a poor name; but I live in a  in this lang lonen, mony a  gangs by my door, but few folks looks  to poor auld Mary, hoch hey, will I never win out o' this weary'd life. Wa' Sawny man, wa' Sawny man, wilt thou na rise the day; the sun's up, and a' the nibours round about; Willie and Charlie to the hill an hour syne, and half gate  again. Wilt thou rise an gie the beasts a bite, thou minds na them, I wat them.