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 Grump grump, co' Sawny, they their supper an hour after I got. Shute to dead come o'er them, an' get a bit frae me till they work for't.

Sawny. But mither I've been dreaming that I was married, an' in the aboon the bride, I wonder gin it  true? Od, I ne'er got sic fun: will't be, think ye? how auld am I mither? do you think I could man hissy yet? Fegs am a mind to try; but the saucy hissies will na hae me, ken weel enough.

Mither. Hae you lad, ay mony hungry heart wad be blythe o' ye,  there was never a sca'd Jockey but  was a scabbit Jenny till him yet: dinna be feared lad.

Sawny. A hech, mither, I'se no lordly an I sud tak a beggar wife  the hi'-road; but I'll tell you  it'm ay thinking on, but ye mauna tell the nibours, for the chiels wad ay  me wi't.

Mither. Wad I tell o' thee lad? I wad tell o' mysell as soon.

Sawny. Do ye mind mither, that day I gade to the Pans I came in by auld Matty's, your kintrywoman's the Fife-wife, it cam' out o' the town you