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[ 3 ] Grow verra thick upon the wind. Wai'k to their wae they ſoon did find: A mighty ſhow'r o ſnaw an' drift, As ever dang down frae the lift! Right will and boiſt'rous Boreas roar'd. Preſerve' ǃ quoth John, we'll baith be ſmor'd Our try end we'll ne'er make out. Cheer up, ſays Thrummy, never doubt; But I m ſome fly'd we've tint our way, Howe'er at the neiſt houſe we'll ſtay, Until we ſee giſ it grow fair Gin no, a' night we'll tarry there. Weel, weel, ſays Johney, we ſhall try. Syne they a manſion houſe did ſpy: Upo' the road a piece afore, Sae up they gade unto the door, Where Thrummy ch ppit wi' his ſtick; Syne to the door came verra quick, A mickle dog, wha barked fair, But Thrummy for him did na care; H h d'ed weel his aiken ſtaff, A d ſpite o's teeth he kept him aff, Until the Land ord came ſee, And ken fat might the matter be; Then verra ſoon the dog did ceaſe. The Landlord then did ſpier the caſe, Quoth Thrummy, Sir, we ha'e gane wil', We thought we'd ne'er a houſe get till; We near were ſmoar'd amo' the drift; And fae, g d man. ye'll mak' a ſhift To gi'e us quarters a' this night,