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 So up gets Janet, and awa to the Laird's house ; whau ringing the bell, the door was opened by the lady, wha seeing Janet sae pitifu' lukin', she says, "Keep us a' the day, is there ony thing wrang at hame, that ye hae come here sae sune in the morning?" Wrang!” quo' Janet, (dicht- fint her een wi' the tail o' her apron,) "a's wrang thegither, my lady; isna oor Habbie deed?" Habbie deed!” quo' the lady in surprise. A qweel a wat, is he," quo' Janet, “an a sair trial it is to me, lady, for there no as muckle in the house his morning, as wad feed a sparrow; an' whaur o get ony thing I'm sure I dinna ken. Oh dear! oh dear! that ever it should come to this o't.” Compose yersel', Janet," quo' the lady, and some yer wa's ben, and we's see what can be lune. Sae in gangs Janet wi' the lady, an' gets basket wi' some biscuit and speerits, an' ither airticles needsn' for sic an occasion; an' thanking the lady for her kindness, comes awa hame to Habbie fu' blythely, whan doon they sat; nor did they rise till they made an end to the contents o the basket: Noo, as the auld sang sings, the mair ye drink, the drier ye turn, for they were nae suner dune, than Habbie says,, “Losh, Janet, hat was real guid; can ye no get some mair o't.” "Na, na," quo' Janet, "I hae played ma part; it's your turn noo.” “Oh, very weel," quo' Habbie, “if it's my turn, noo, ye maun jist be bleed next.” "Od, I hae nae objections, quo' she, 'sae awa ye gang, and let us see what ye can lo." Weel, awa gangs Habbie, and meeting the Laird just coming hame frae a hunting party, he says, " This is a fine day, Laird.” “A fine day