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(4) But of a’ the Millers e’er I faw, there’s nane like him in Drone. W ah his &c.

The auld man he jump'd to his feet, and fwore a folemn aith. That he would next the Miller fee, if he had life and brenth. He’s ta’en the pock upon his back, when a' the meal was done. And flately ftaggered o'er the plain, unto the Mill of Drone. With his, &c.

He boldly came into the mill, cries. Miller grind my corn ; If we nae bannocks get the day, we’ll a’ be dead the morn. The Miller took a cudgel flout, and tightly laid it on, And gart the auld man curfe the cay that e’er he came to Drone. With his, &c.

The auld man. with his bones fu’ fair, as hame again he fought. And ay he muttert to himfelf, “ This meal is dearly bought."