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 Fath. Na, na, I'll no allow that until the peats are custen and hurled.

Mag. O father! 'tis dangerous to delay the like of that, I like him, and he likes me; 'tis best to strike the iron when 'tis hot.

Fath. And wha's she gaun to get, gudewife?

Mith. And wha think ye, gudeman?

Fath. A what wat I, here and she please hersel, I'm pleased already.

Mith. Indeed she's gaun to get Johnny Bell, as clever a little fellow as in a' the barony whare he bides.

Fath. A-weel, a-weel herie, she's your's as well as mine, gie her to wha ye please.

Mith. A-weel, Maggy, I'se hae all things ready to hae thee married or a month.

Mag. Thanks to ye Mither, mony a gude turn hae ye done me, and this will be the best.

Hame gaed Jockey to mither crying.

Jock. Mither! mither I made it out, her mouth is sweeter than milk; my heart played a whilkie whaltie, whan I kissed her.

Mith. Fair fa' thee, my son, Johnny, thou's gotten the geat o't at last. And whan art thou gaun to be married?

Jock. Whan I like, mither; but get the masons the morn to big me my hoose, for I'll hae a' things in right good order.