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them by the horn, an' pull the hair aff them, and send 'em hame wanting the skin, as he did Sowen Tammie's wee Sandy, for codin o' his pease, he took aff the poor laddie's coat, and sae did he e'en. And Willie said, if ye were a sow, my Lord, and me sitting driting, and you to bite my arse, sudna I hae amends o' you for that? Odd, my Lord, ye wadna hae a bit out o' your arse for twinty marks. Ye maun e'en gar Muiredge gie ten marks to buy a plaster to heal the poor bit wean's arse again.

Well said, Willie, says my Lord; but who put on the sow's nose again.

A, fegs, my Lord, said Willie, she's honester like wantin't, an' she'll bite nae mair arses wi't. An ye had hane a nose, my Lord, as lang as the sow, ye'd been obliged to ony body it wad cut a piece aft.

A gentleman coming past near their town, asked one of their wives where