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[ 10 ] As gif the ſun were ſhining bright; The Ghaiſt was ſtanen at the door, In the ſame dreſs he had afore; And o'er anent it, at the wa', Were ither apparitions twa. Thrummy beheld them for a wee, But deila word as yet ſpoke he: The ſpirits ſeem'd to kick a ba', The Ghaiſt againſt the tither twa; Whilk cloſe they drave baith back and fore, A een the chimla and the door. He ſtops a while, and ſees the play, Syne, rinnin up, he this did ſay, Ane for ane may weel compare, But t s for ane is rather fair; The p y'a nae equal, ſae I vow, Dear mother Thrummy I'll help you Then wi' his t he kick'd the b ', G rd it, y ſlot against the wa : Q ck then, as lightning frae the ſky, The ſpectres, with a horrid cry, All vaniſh'd in a clap o' thun'er, While Thrummy at the ſame did won'er, The room was quiet now and dark, An' Thrummy ſlirping in his ſark; Glauming the gate back till hi bed, He thinks he hears a perſon tread, An' ere he gat without the door, The Ghaiſt again ſtood him before, And in his fa e id ſtaring ſtand, Wi' a big candle in its hand.