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 feasible like, as he kend the lass would look at them, (for his mither tell'd him, the women look'd ay to the men's legs or they married them and the weel-legged loons gade ay best aff)

So Sawny cam swaggerin' thro' a the shell wives, but she was nae there; but coming down the town below the guard met auld Be-go just i' the teeth; an sh cries, Hay laddie my dow, how's your mither honest Mary? thank you, quo' Sawny, she's meat, aye working some-how's a' a hame; is Kate and the laddie weel?

Matty. Fu weel, my dow; ye're a braw sonsy dog grown; a wallie fa' me gin I kend ye.

Come come quo' Sawny, and I'll gi'e ye a nossock to heat your wame, it's a cauld day, and ye're my mither's countryman.

Na, fair fa you, Sawny, I'll ne refus't; a dram's better the day than a clap on the arse with a cauld shule; sae follow me my dow.

So awa' she took me, quo' Sawny down a dark stair, to ane o' the how houses, beneath the yird, where it was mirk as in a coal heugh, and they had a great fire. Sweet be wi' me quo Sawny, for it miuds me o' the ill part; an' a muckle pot his a little cauldron, seething kaill and roasting flesh, the wife forked them out as fast as she could into