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4 The companys but few there wholy, My wife a preacher, Jess and Polly. Ye‘se tak your dinner or ye gang Just do like me ye ll no gae wrang: To dine at length she was advised, Gade glowrin ben like ane surprised;

Spread wide her gown her head erecked, Confus'd and awkwardly she becked; While reverend Mess John kind and fair. Conducted her unto a chair; An‘ told them wi'a knacky sentence, She was an intimate aquaintance. Blate like aroun them a' she gaz d But at the table was amazed,

She ne'er before saw sicken fairlies Sae mony antic turly whirlies, How to behave while she was eating. In sic a nicy gentle meeting, She had great fears her heart was beating, Her legs did shake her face was sweating, But still she was resolved anon, To do in a things like Mess John,

A‘ ready sitting face to face. His reverence gravely said the grace; Then wi a frank and open air. Bade them faon an libral share, But he being with the palsy troubled, In lifting spoonfu s often dribbl d Sae to prevent the draps o' broth, I'm prin'd to's breast the table cloth.