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[ 13 ] T k out the ſtane there in the wa, And there you'll get the leather a', 'Tis j ſt the ſame that you did ſee. When you ſa d that you wad help me; The rights are ſe 'd up in its heart: B ſee ye dinna wi' them part, Until the Laird ſhall pay you down J it guines and a crown, Whilk at my death was due to me, This for the trouble I'll give thee; And I diſturb this houſe nae mair, 'Cauſe I'll be tree from all my care. This Thrummy promiſed to do, And ſyne the G aiſt bad him adieu, And vaniſh'd, with a pleaſant ſound, Down thro' the laſt, and thro' the grounds. Thrummy gade back ſyne till his bed, And cowardly J n was ver glad, That he his ne ber few ance mair, For of his life he did deſpair. Wow man quoth John, wh r se you been? C me tell me a' at wye hae ſeen. Na b de ſays Thrummy, till day-light, A d yne I ll ell you hale and right. Say b ith lay ſtill and took a nap, Until the ninth hour it did ch p. Thrummy ſyne raiſe, put on his claes, And to the chamber quick he gaes, Taks out the ſtane m the wa', And ſoon he found the leathern ba' Took out the rights, replac'd the ſtane, T e John did ken whar he had been;