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20 kail about my house. When the flesh came, the bride got a ram's rumple to pick. She takes it up and wags it at my Lord, saying Ti-hee, my Lord, what an a piece, is this! Oh, said my Lord, that's the tail piece, it belongs to you, bride. It's no mines, I never had the like o't, it's a fish tail, see how it wags, but it is a bit o' some dead beast. O yes, said he, bride, you have hit it now; but how come you to eat with your gloves on, Indeed! my Lord there's a reason for dat too, I ha'e scabbed hand's. O said he I cannot believe you. She pulled off a part of the glove and shewed him. O yes said he, I see it is so. Aha, said she, but I wish ye saw my arse, my Lord, its a' in a hatter. O fie, William, said my Lord, I wonder you don't teach your daughter to speak with more modesty. But my sae, my Lord, ye may as weel kiss her arse. I find so, said my Lord, But it is for want of a teacher.

The next dish that was set on the table was roasted hens; and the bride's portion being dlaid on the plate, she says to my Lord, will ye let me dip my foul arse amang your sauce! Upon my word, said my Lord, I will not if it be as ye tell me. Hout my Lord, said the bride, it's no my arse, it's but the hen's that I mean, O but said he it's the fashion for every one to eat of his own trencher, you may get more sauce, I can manage my own myself. Indeed my Lord, said she, I thought you liked me better