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[9] I bidna this by way of mocking, For nought delights him more than knocking." Hab got a kent-ſtood by the hallen, And ſtraight the wild mischievous callan Cries, “ Radamanthus Husky Mingo, Monk, Horner, Hipock, Jinko, Jingo, Appear in likeness of a prieſt, No like a deel in ſhape of beast, With gaping chafts to ſleg us a'! Walk forth, the door ſtands to the wa'." Then frae the hole where he was pent, The priest approach'd right well content; With ſilent pace ſtrade o'er the floor, Till he was drawing near the door; Then, to escape the cudgel, ran, But was not miss'd by the goodman, Wha lent him on the neck a lounder, That gart him o'er the threshold waunder. Darkness ſoon hid him frae their ſight; Ben flew the Miller in a fright: “I trow,' quoth he, “I laid well on, But wow he's like our ain Mess John!"

END OF THE MONK & MILLER'S WIFE.