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 Mith My man Johnny, ye're no the first that has done it, an ye'll no be the last; e'en mony o' the ministers has done it themselves, hout ay, your father and I did it mony a time.

Mag. Ay, ay, and that gars your son be so good o't as he is; the thing that is bred in the flesh is ill to pit out o' the bane.

Mith. Daft woman, what way wad the world stand, if fouks wadna make use o' ither; its the thing that's natural, bairns getting; therefore it's no to be scunnert at.

Mag. Ay, ay, but an they be for the like o that they should marry

Mith. But I think there's little ill tho' they try it yence or twice or t eythey [sic] be married; its an unco thing till a body to be bound to a business, if they dinna ken whether they're able for it or no.

''Mag. '' Ay, ay, that's your way o' doing and his, but it's no the way o' ither honest fouk; see what the minister will say to it.

Mith The minister is but a mortal man, an there is defections in his members as well as mine.

Mag. Ay, but fouk should ay strive to mortify their members.

Mith An that is your whigry? Will you or ony body else, wi' your mortifying of your members, prevent what's to come to pass? I wish I saw the minister and his elders, but I'se gae him scripture for a' he's done yet; tell na me about the mortifying o' members, gin he had gotten a bysta tbystart [sic], let her and him feed it between them, an they sud gie it soup about; but she maun keep it the first quarter, an by that time muckle black lady 'ill be caust. we shall fell the cause, and foster the wean on the cow's milk. That's a better mense for a faut than a' your mortifying o' your members, and a' your repenting stools; a wheen Papist rites and rotten ceremonies, fashing fouks wi' sack gowns an buttock males, and I dinna ken what; but bide you yet, till I see the minister.

PART III. The wonderful works of our John, made manifest before the Minister, &c.

Now Jockey and his mither went into the little byre and held a private meeting, nane present but auld brockie and the twa brutes, the lats o' couties.