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tailor seeing her so bad, thought she would have died, ran as fast as he could for a dram, but she in her hypocrisy pre- tended she could not take it, and called on 'him to help her to bed, into which he lays her; he was not well gone when she fell to her bottle, taking two or three hearty gluts, then she roars out murder, I'm poisoned, I'm poisoned. Bocking and purging began, and the neighbours were called in; she leaves her blood up. on poor Leper, and tells how such an honest woman brought ae bottle as anoth- er was done, and the murdering loon had stolen it, and put in a bottle of poison instead of it. Leper took to his heels, but was pursued and carried before a jus. tice of the peace, where he told all he had done, which made the justice laugh heartily at the joke; and the tailor's wife was well purged from her feigned sick: ness, laziness, and cursed ill-nature; for always when she began to curl her nose for the future, the tailor had no more to say, but Maggy mind the bottle. Leper was working with a master-tail- or in Glasgow, who hungered his men; and one morning, just when breakfast was set on the table, in comes a gentle-