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 THE

COMIC TALE

OF

MARGARET

AND THE MINISTER

A douse, religous, kintry wife, That liv'd a quiet contented life, To show respect-unto the priest, Whom she esteem'd within tier brest, Catch'd twa fat hens baith big an' plump, An' butter she pack'd up a lump; Which she a present meant to gie him, And wi them aff she gaedto see him.

Dress'd in her ain auld kintry fession, Wi' brown stuff gown, an hraw' white bussin, A dark blue cloak an hood cover'd a‘, Sae lade- sae clad she march d awa; Thus trudg'd alang an* hence helyve At the manse door she did arrive— Rapp't was admited by the maid; Ben to the kitchen wi' her gade—

Syne for the minister inquir'd, Who soon came butt as she desir'd, When she to him a curtcbie made, An he to her thus smiling said,