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 "Jenny," said Niel Blane, as the girl assisted to disencumber him of his bagpipes, "this is the first day that you are to take the place of your worthy mother in attending to the public; a douce woman she was, civil to the customers, and had a gude name wi' whig and tory, baith up the street and down the street. It will be hard for you to fill her place, especially on sic a thrang day as this, but Heaven's will maun be obeyed.—Jenny, whatever Milnwood ca's for be sure he maun hae't, for he's the Captain o' the Popinjay, and auld customs maun be supported; if he canna pay the lawing himsel, as I ken he's keep-it unco short by the head, I'll find a way to shame it out o' his uncle.—The curate is playing at dice wi' Cornet Graham. Be eident and civil to them baith—clergy and captains can gi'e an unco deal o' fash in thae times, where they take an ill-will.—The dragoons will be crying for ale, and they winna want it, and mauna want it— they are unruly chields, but they pay ane