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[ 6 ] For I defy the meik e deil, An' a' nis warks I wat f' weel; F t to row them maks you fae very? Fang by your fears, and come be cheery. Landlord gin ye'll mak' up that bed, I promiſe I'll be very glad W in the ſame a' night to ly, I hat the room be w rm and dry. The Landlord ſays, Ye's get a fire, An' card e oo, gin e d fire, Wi' beuks o read; and for your bed, I'll orders gie to get it' made. John ſays, As I'm a Chriſtian man, Who never likes to urf or bon, Not fleat, nor lie, nor drink, nor whore I'll never gang wi in its d or, B t fi by the fire ſide a' night, A ' gang awa' whane'er 'tis light. Says Thrummy till him, wi a glow'r! Ye coward gowk ill mat ye cow'r, Come up the ſtair l ' nie, An I ſhall caution for you be. Then Johnny ſaint y g e conſent, An' up ſtairs to the room they went. Where ſoon the gat baith fire and light, To and them hearty a' the night; T e Landlord likewiſe g 'e them meat, As m ikle as they both could eat; Shew'd them their hed and hade them gang To i whene'er they did think lang: S e wiſhing them a gui repoſe. Staight ſyne to his in he