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( 19 ) ſays ſhe, I'll no hae't, it's a fiſh-tail, ſee as it wags! it's ſurely a bit o' ſome dead heart O yes, ſaid ms Lord, you are very right; but how come you to eat with your gloves on? Indeed, my Lord, there's a reaſon for dat; I hae ſcabbit hands. O ſaid he, I cannot believe that. She then pul'd off her glove and ſhow'd him; O yes, ſaid he. I ſee it's ſo. Acha! out I will you ſaw my a-, my Lord, it's a in ae hotter! O ſy, wiſe willie, ſaid he, I wonder yon don't teach vour daughter better manners! Ah by my fae, my Lord, ye may as ſoon kiſs her a- I find ſo, ſaid my Lord, but it's for lack of a good teacher.

The next diſh that was preſented to the table, was roaſted hens. The bride's portion being laid on her plate, ſhe ſays to my Lord, will ye let me dip my fowl a-amang your ſauce? Upn my word I will not, ſays he, if it be as you tell me. Hute, my Lord, it's nae my a-, it's de hen's I mean. O but, ſaid he, 'tis the faſhion for every one to eat off their own trencher; you may get more ſauce, I can manage mine myſelf. Indeed, my Lord, I thought you liket ne better than ony ither body. True, ſaid he, but I love myſelf better than you, bride. Deed, my Lord, I think ye're the beſt body about the houſe, for your Lady's but a ſinking pridefu' jade, ſhe thinks that we fud make de fith and de haddies alike; be-go, my Lord, ſhe thinks we can make de haddies a' alike, or dat we can ſhape then as de hens does their eggs, wi' their a-s. O bride,