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Sandy, my honest auld servant, and he'll see every thing right done; I'll tell him where he'll get siller to do anything wi'; he's the lad that will not see me wrang'd.' Then Sandy comes wrying his face, and rubbing his eyes. 'O, Sandy, there's a sad alteration here,' and ba-a, she cries like a bitten calf, 'O sirs, will ye gang a' butt the house till I tell what to do.' Butt they went, and there she fell a kissing of Sandy, and said, 'now, my dear, the auld chattering ghaist is awa and we'll get our will o' ither; be as haining of everything as ye can, for thou kens it's a' thy ain;' but the corpse' sister and some other people coming in, ben they came to see the corpse, lifts up the cloth off his face, and seeing him all in a pour of sweat, said, 'heigh, he's a bonny corp, and a lively like colour.' When he could no longer contain himself to carry on the joke, up he got among them. A deal of people ran for it, and his wife cried out "O, my dear, do you ken me?' 'Ay, you base jade and whore, better than ever I did.' Jumps on the floor, gets his staff and runs after Sandy, and catches him in the fields, a little from the house; and ate and drank with his sister and neighbours who came to see his corpse. Poor Sandy went home with a skin full of terror, and a sorting of sore bones, took a sore fever, and died a few