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19 which set the fireside all in a dam, for all as she poured in it ran out; the wife being short-sighted, or what they call sand blind, looks into the pot, holds up both her hands, and cries, ‘Losh preserve me, sirs; for the grip between the twa holes is broken;' — says Leper, the pot was old enough, but do you not ken that tailor’s pottage is heavier than other men’s. Indeed, lad, I believe it, but they say ye’re a warlock; it’s Wednesday all the world over, and a waefu’ Wednesday to me indeed; my pot might hae served me this fifty year, a sae wad it e’en.

This sport diverted Leper and his lads through the day; and after supper, knowing he was to get some dirty bed, as the cows and the people lived all in one apartment, he chose rather to go home; and knowing the moon was to rise a little after midnight, he sat along by the fire, told them many a fine story to drive the time, and bade the wife make the bed, to see how it might be: to save candle, she made it in the dark, directly