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 woman indeed, and it binna heads and thraws, the way that I lie wi’ you, mither. O fy, John, says his mither, dinna affront yoursel’ and me baith, tak hei in o'er the bed ayont ye, and kiss her, and clap her, and daut her till ye fa’ asleep. The bride fa's a-crying out, O mither! mither! was this the way my fait her guided you the first night ? Na, na, thy father was a man of manners, and better mettle; poor thing, Meg, thou's ca'd thy hogs to a bonny market. A bonny market! says Jockey’s mither ; a shame fa' you and her baith, he's wordy o' her though she were better nor what she is, or e'er will be. His friends and her friends being a mixed multitude,some took his part, some took her’s, there did a battle begin in the clap of a hand,being a very fierce tumult, which ended in blood: they struck so hard with stones, sticks, beetles, and barrow trams; pigs, pots, stoups, and trenchers, were flying like bombs and granadoesgrandees [sic]; the crook, bouls, and tangs, were all employed as weapons of war, till down came the bed, with a great mou of peats! So this disturbed a’ the diversion at Jockey's bedding, and the sky was beginning to break in the east before the hurly-burly was over.