canny, ye's ne're be here again:" I need not value that said I, for I have nothing to thank you for, but my dinner, supper breakfast and a night of your barn I'll pay it when I come back: Ay, ay, said she, ye need nae thank me for what ye did næ get;" that no my fault goodless-goodwife, said I, prosperity to you and your witcht sowens.
The next little town I came to, and the first house which I entered, the wife cried out, "plague on your snout stir, ye filthy black guard chapman like bitch ye are, the last time ye came here ye gard our ⟨Sandy burn⟩ the good bæne came it I gide a sax pence for in Falkirk, ay did ye, and sæ did ye een, and said, ye wa gie him a muckle clear button to do it:" Me, said I, I never had ado with you a' the days of my life, an do not say that Sandy is mine; "a wæ wirth the body am I saying ye had ado wi' me, I wad hae ado wi' the like o' you nor I am sure wi' them I never saw. But what about the button and the bæne cæme goodwife? Sannock is no this the man? Ay is't cried the boy, gie me my button, for I burnt the cæme, and she paid me for't; gae awa sir, said I, your mother and you is but mocking me; it was either you, or ⟨ane⟩ like you, or some other body. O goodwife, I mind wha it is now, it's an jest like me, when ye see the tane ye see the tither, they ca' him Jock Jimpether a wæ worth him, quo' the wife, if I winna thrapple him for my good bæne cæme. Now, said I, goodwife, be good, briddle your passion, and buy a bæne cæme and colour'd napkin, I'll gie you a whaken pennyworth will gar you sing in your bed, if I should sell you the tæ half, and gift you the tither, and gar you pay for every inch o't sweetly or a be done: hech man, said she, ye're a hearty fallow an' I hæ need o' an thæ things, for our Sannock's head is a' hotchen, and
