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 ( 21 ) nor ony ither body. True, ſaid he, but I like you ſhould not ſpeak ill of my Lady, for the hears myſelf beſt. Deed, my Lord, I think ye're the beſt body about the houſe, for your Lady's but a ſtinking pridefu' jade, the thinks that we ſud mak de fiſh an de haddies a'alke; be-go, my Lord, ſhe thinks we can ſhape them as de hen does their eggs wi' their a-s. O bride, ſays he, you ſhould not ſpeak ill of my Lady, for ſhe hears you very well. O deed, my Lord, I had nae mind o dat. Well then, ſaid he, drink to me, or them you like beſt. Then, ſays ſhe, there's to ye a' de gidder, heels o'er head. Very well, ſaid, ſays my Lord, that's good ſenſe.

Dinner being over, my Lord deſired the bride to dance. Indeed, my Lord, ſaid ſhe, I canna dance ony, but I'll gar my wame wallop fornent yours, an than we'll rin round about as faſt's we can. Very well bride, ſaid he, that will juſt do; we all neither kiſs nor ſhake hands, but I'll bow to thee, and ye'll back to me, ſo we'll have done.-So, after the dinner and dancing, my Lord exhorted the bride to be a good neighbour, and 'gree with every body round about. I wat weel, my Lord, ſaid the, ye ken I ne'er caſt cut wi' oy body but lang Pate o' the Pans, an ke bad a' de wite o't; he began wi' heiteng an jeering me about Sandy, de black ſtanes an crab holes where de wean was gotten; an than it turned to a hubbub an a cullaſhangy, an or e'er ye cou'd kiſs'd my a-e, my