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 3 Intil his neive—he drave awa', And car'd for neither frost nor snaw The ither was just the reverse, ' claes and courage baith was scarce, Sae in our tale, as we go on, I think we'll ca, him cow'rdly John. Sae on they gade at a gude scow'r. 'Cause that they saw a gath'ring show'r Grow verra thick upon the wind, Whilk to their wae they soon did find: A mighty show'r o' snaw and drift, As ever dang down frae the lift! Right wild and boist'rous Boreas roar'd, Preserves !quoth John, we'll baith be smor'd Our trystic end we'll ne'er make out; Cheer up, says Thrummy, never doubt ; But I'm some fly'd we've tint our way, Howe'er at the neist house we'll stay, Until we see gif it grow fair. Gin no, a' night we'll tarry there. Weel, weel, says Johnny, we shall try, Syne they a mansion house did spy. Upo' the road a piece afore, Şae up they gade unto the door, Where Thrummy chappit wi' his stick ; Syne to the door came verra quick, A meikle dog, wha barked fair, But Thrummy for him didna care ;