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 JOCKEY and MAGGY. 23

How Jockey and his Mother went away to fee his Baftard Child, &c.

PART IV.

TOW Jockey and his mither came hame together, check for chow cracking like twa hand guns. Moth. I trow I have fought a battle this day, and in the field condingly, when I hae conquer'd a' the nker'd carles about the kirk.

Jock Indeed mither I think yc are a better man nor e miniſter, and gin ye had Arithmattock and Latin, to en the kittle figures you may preach as well as he.

Moth. I true lad Jock their black ſtool o' ſhame re- entance ne'er got fic a rattle as I hae gien't the day.

Jock. Na, ma, mither, a' the whoremongers that ever t a hip on't kens na fae muckle about the auld foun- ation o't as ye do.

Moth. But Johny man, an thou wad ſtart in the orning, the firſt o' the daft days, and that's on Mon- ay, ye an' I wad go and ſee the daft jade, Jenny the ither o't.

Jock. Wi' a' my heart, mither, but ye maun giet mething an' it were an auld fervet, or an auld ſark to eep the hips o't warm, young weans is ay wet about he a-ſe ye ken.

Moth. A well then Johny, I'ſe cry to thee whan the ens begin to keckle, and that's about the break o' day, 'wees be ready to tak the road again Torryburn day ght, whan weel ken a turd by a ſtane.

Up gets auld Maggy, Jock's mither, in the morning, uts on the kettle, and maks her Yool fowens, the mei- le pot hung on the fire a night wi' the cheek of an uld cow's head, ſkims aff the fat and maks a great cog broſe, then pours on a chappen o' clean creiſh like