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repent for't; what-the auld thief needs I repent when I'm gaun to marry the woman, an' than I hae to do't o'er again every day, or there'll be nae peace in the houſe; figs 'it's nonſenſe to pay filler, repent, an' do't again too, a fine advice indeed, maſter Miniſter! an' that's the way the like o' live.

Wiſe Willie. Now, ſir, an' you maſter elders, ye maunna put them on the black creepy till they be married, they've ſuffered enough at ae time.

A-weel, a-weel, ſaid they, but they muſt marry very ſoon.

I true, ſays Sandy, ye'll be wanting mair clink; foul hae't ye do for naething here.

Hame comes Sandy, ſtarving o' hunger; ye might a caſten a knot on his lang guts. His mither was baking peaſe bannocks, up he gets a lump of her leaven into his mouth. Auld thief be in your haggies-bag, Sandy, ſays his mither, Kirk-fouk are ay greedy; ye hue been wi' the Miniſter a' day; ye'd get a guid lang grace, he might a gien ye meat too: filthy dog that thou is, thou has the bulk o' a little pye o' my leaven in your guts; it wad a ſaird ane's dinner, fae wad it e'en, but a ye keep a reekin' houſe an a rocking cradle three eleven years, as I hae done, leſs o' that will ſerve you yet, baggity beaſt itu is, mair it I bore thee cow, a hear ye that my dow.