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 me wi’ what I hae, tell me either now or never, for I'se be married or lang gae?

Jock. I wat well I'm courting in earnest, tell me what you hae, an we'll say nae mair but marry ither.

Mag. I'se tell you a' I ken o', whate'er my guidame gies ye's get it?

Jock. That's right, I want nae mair, 'tis an unco thing to marry a naket woman and get nae hing but twa bare legs.

Mag. O Johnny ye're in the right o't, for mony ane is beguil'd and get naething, but my father is to gie me forty pounds Scots that night I am married, a lade o' meal, a surlet o' groats, auld Crummie is mine since she was a calf, and now she has a stirk will take the bill e'er Beltan yet, I hae twa stane o' good lint, and three pockfu's o' tow, a good ca'f-bed, twa bouster and three cods, with three pair o' blankets an a covering, forby twa pair to spin, but ony mither wadna gie me creesh to them, an ye ken the better is dear now.

Jock. Then fareweel the night Maggy the best o' friends maun part.

Mag. I wish you well, Johnny, but say nae mair till we be married, an than, lad.

Hame gaed Maggy an tell'd her Mither.

Mag. O mither! I had something to tell ye, but ye manna tell my father?

Mith. Dear, Maggy, and what is that?