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As gif tho sun were sinning bright; The Ghaist was stanen at the door, In the same dress he bad afore ; And o’er anerit it at the wa’ Were ither apparitions twa. Thrummy beheld them for a wee, But ne’r a word as yet spoke he : The spirits seem’ to kick a ba’ The Ghaist against the tither twa ; Whilk cloe they drave baith back and fore, Atween the chimla and the door. He stops awhile, and sees the play, Syne rinning up, he this did say, Ane for an may weel compare, But twa fur ane is rather sair; The play's nae equal, sae I vow, Dear brother Thrumrny I’ll help you. Then wi’ his fist he kick'd the ba’, Gard it play stot aganst the wa’ Quick then as lightning frae the sky, The spectres with a horrid cry, All vanish’d like a clap o’ thun’er, While Thrummy at the same did won,er. The room was quiet now and dark, An’ Thrumrny triping in his saik ; Glauming the way back till his bed, He thinks he bears a person tread, An’ ere be gat without the door, The Ghaist again stood him before, And in his face did staring stand, Wi’ a big candle in his hand.