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 John marvelled sair, hut didna speir Again where he did get the beer, For it was stronger than the first, Sae they haith drank till like to burst, Syne did compose themsels to rest, To sleep a while they thought it best. An hour in bed they hadna been, And scarcely weel had clos a their e’en, Whan just into the neighbouring cham’er, They heard a dreadfu’ din and clamour. Beneath thebed-olaes John did-cow’r, But Thrummy jumpt upon the floor, Him by thd sark-tail John did haud; Lye still, quoth lie, fat, are ye mad? Thrummy then gaed a hasty jump And took John on the ribs a thump, Till on the bed he tumbled down, In little better than a swoon, While Thrummy fast as he could rin, Set aff to see what made the din. The chamber seem’d to him as light, As gif the sun were shining bright; The Ghaist was stanen at the door, In the same dress he had afore; And o’er anerit itj at the wa’, Were ither apparition's twa. Thrummy beheld them for a-wee, But deil a word as yet spake he: The spirits seem’d to kick a ba’, The Ghaist against the other 'twa; Whilk close they drave baith. hack and fore, A tween the chimney and the door. He stops a while and sees the play, Syne, rinnin up', he this did say,