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Sandy, my honest auld servant, and he'll
see every thing right done; I'll tell him
where he'll get siller to do any thing wi',
he's the lad that will not see me wrang'd;
then Sandy comes wrying his face, and
rubbing his eyes. O Sandy, there's a sad
alteration here, and ba-a she cries like a
bitten calf, O sirs, will ye gang a' butt the
house till I tell ye what to do; butt they
went, and there she fell a kissing of Sandy,
and said, now, my dear, the auld chattering
ghaist is awa and we'll get our will o' ither;
be as haining of every thing as ye can, for
thou kens it's a' thy ain; but the corpse'
sister and some other people coming in, ben
they came to see the corpse, lifts up the
cloth off his face, and seeing him all in a
pour of sweat, said heigh he's a bonny corp,
and a lively like colour. When he could no
longer contain himself to carry on the joke,
but up he got among them, a deal of people
ran for it, and his wife cried out, O my dear
do you ken me? Ay you base jade and
whore, better than ever 1 did. Jumps on
the floor, gets his staff and runs after Sandy,
and catches him in the fields, a little from
the house;---ate and drank with his sister
and neighbours who came to see his corpse,
and poor Sandy went home with a skin full
of terror, and a sorting of sore bones, took a
sore fever and died a few days after, so he
