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mine again, if they had but tell'd me tutus, or prute no, I laid them; oʻer my knee, and I com'd crack for crack o'er their burdies, like a knock-beetle qn a harn web, till the red wats stood on their hips ; this brought obedience into my house, and banished dods and ill nature out of the door; I dang the deil out o' them, and dadded them like a wet dish clout, till they did my bidding, but now the bairns are brought up to spit fire in their mither's face, and cast dirt at their auld daddies: how can they be good, who never saw a sample of it; or reverence old age, who practised no precepts in their youth? How can they love their parents who gave them black poison instead of good principles; who shewed them no good example!

 Now, after all, when a poor man wants a good wise, let him wale ane that has been lang servant in ae house, well liked by the bairns, and the bairns mither; that's the lass that will make a good wife: for them that dauts the young-bairns, will ay be kind to auld

fouk an they had them.