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 Now when they had brought out the corps John told the people they were welcome to haud in a cheek o' his auld Mither waſt the gate; and being laid right on the ſpakes. ha, ha, quo he, this is a bra honeſtly indeed, it's mair boukie nor my bridal was: bntbut [sic] when they came to the grave, it was o'er ſhort and ſtrait about the mouth, which ſet John in a great paſſion, ſaying, A foul fa' your naughty faſhions maſter bell-man did not I paction wi you for the bread o' my mithers back an the length o' her carkage? an this hols winna haud her, thou's get nae mair o' her change if I ſud die the morn.

Uncle Rabbi. Whiſht, whiſht, this ſud be a day o' mourning for your mither, dinna flyte here.

Jock. What the vengance uncle, ſhoudna fouks die when they're auld? an am I to pay for a hole an get but half a hole; that's the thing it vexes me, but I'ſe keep twopence out his trencher for't, an ſae will I e'en; but gang ye hame uncle to get a cog an a cap for the dragdey, an I'll ſee her get fair play or I gae.

Hame they came in a croud and fell to the cheeſe an cheeks of lewes teeth an nail, the ale was handed about in cogs an' caps laſhing it down o'er like bleatchers watering their webs; John blurtered in the cog like a cow in warm watter till the barm an' bubles came bubling out at his noſe, ſaying a good health to you a' round about an ſhoon an ſhortly may we a' gang the gate my mither's gane, and I wiſh them a burrying amang dogs that ſpeaks againſt it.