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3 Min. O! my dear Margret is this you; I‘m glad to see you, how d'ye do? Hows Tamos my auld worthy friend? Hows Jock your son, an daughter Jean.

Mar. "They're gaily, Sir we're a meat heal— Tho- Tamies een but craz d and frail But here's some butter. I present-ye, Which wi thir hens I complement ye.

Min. Howt; Margret! this speaks t' expence But thanks ye se get for recompence Wi groatfu heart I freely tell Ye’re ever kind and like yoursel.

Mar. Whist, Sir! wi‘ thanks nae thanks ava; Ye're worthy mair the gifts but sma. But this acknowledgement from us. Means ye’re beloved by me and Tomas.

Min. Sic favours, sure I ne’er expected, Yet blythe am I. I'm sae respected Fling aff your cloak and follow me; Come ben, an'rest and cruck awee:

‘Tis uo sae aft ye come to see ns; Ye ll wait and tak your dinner wi' us It’s ready waitin on my comin; Com ben there Margret honest woman.

Mar. Na, na Sir! dinpa speak o that, I’ll tak nae dinner well a wat, wi’ gentle manners (ye wil'grant it) I've ever yet been unaquantit,

Min. The manners that ye use at hame, Use here and banish fear and shame,