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 3 Grow very thick upon the wind, Whilk to their way they soon did find ; A mighty shower o’ snaw an’drift, As ever dang, dawa frae tha lift! Right wild and beist nous Boreas-roar’d' Preserv's, guoth John, we’ll baith be smor,d Our trystie end we’ll ne’er make out. Cheer up sayes Thrummy, never doubt; But I’m some fly'd we’ye tint our way, Howe’er at the neist house we’ll stay, Until we see in it grow fair, Gin no, a'night we'll tarry there. Weel weel, says Johnney, we shall try, Syne they a mansion house will spy, Upon the road a piece afore, Sae up they gade unto the door, Where Thrummy chappit wi his- stick ; Syne to the door came quick A mickle dog wha barked sair, But Thrummy, for him did na care, He handled weel his aiken staff, And spire o's teeth he kept him aff, Until the Landlord came to see. And ken what the matter be; Then verry 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 smoor’d amo’ the And sae, gudeman ye'll make a-shift To gie us quorters a'this night For dow we'dinna ha'e me light,