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 cogs and caps for there came in a wheen sutor like fallows, wi' black thumbs an' creeshy aprons, that cutted them a' up in a wee time, but they ne'er fash'd wi, us, nor we wi' them; we first got a giil, and then a het pint. A vow, said I, Matty, is Kate gaun to get a man, yet?

Matty. A man, laddie! wha wad hae her? a muckle, lazy, useless jade; she can do naething but work at husband work, card and spin, wash ladies rooms, and scour a gentleman's bonny things: she canna tak' a creel on her back, and apply to merchandizing; as I do, to win a man's bread.

Sawny. I think some of the fishers and her might make it up.

Matty. A fisher, laddie! haith the fishers wad rather hae a piekle good bait to their hooks, and twa three bladders to their lines, than put up wi the like o' her, a stinking, prideful jade, altho I bore her, ay scourin and washin at hersel, prickin and prinnin keept her face ay like a Flanders baby, and nae less than ribbons and rings, and her shoon made o' red clouts; a de'il stick pride, when our auld guidams ran barefoot, and our gutchers gade wi' bare hips. Gie her a man! ill theif stap a gouk in her arse first, that may cry cuckow whene'er she speaks o't; she can do naething but scour ladies' pishpots, and keep clean the tirlie-weirlies that hang about the fire;