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( 17 ) on crying, A wee be to you for a horſe, er ye was born of a woman, filthy bar- brute it to u is, letting your muckle on on my bairn's wee fittie, od ſtir, he hair out o' your head, gripping horſe by the mane and the twa lugs, and uffing his charts, crying, Be-go laddie, I'll ear you as good; I'll tak you aſore wiſe Willie the bailie, an he'll cut aff our hand wi' de iron lufe, an ye'll be cripple, an gang bro' the kintry in a barrow, or on two ſmile laves, like Rab the randy, an a mesi pock abous your neck. Her neighbour wiſe hearing what paſt, cried out, О e fool tappy, what gars you ſay that a horſe was born o' a woman, do ye think dat a horſe has father end mother like other fo'k? An what way dotney come to the warld dan? ſays the other. O ye fool tappy, dinna they whalp like the houſes; ae auld horſe hobbles on a midder ane's back, an dat whalps a young horſe: Goſh, woman, it wad be, ill far'd to ſee a woman fitting wi' a young horſe on her knee, Lighting its arſe, and gi’eing it the pap.

The next occaſion was Lang Sandy and Rolicoughing Jenny's wedding, which took up three days and two nights; my Lord and my Lady, and other ladies and gentlemen attended for diverſion's ſake: The piper of Kirkcaldy and the fidler of Kinghorn were both bidden by wiſe willie, the bride's father; and if any more came to play unbidden, willie (wore they should fit unfair’d, for theſe