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up to play us a spring on the pypes the nicht?” “It wadna leuk verra weel, Laird, for to be seen playing on the pypes, at your house, and my ain wife lying deid at hame." "What! is Janet deid?" quo? the Laird. "Atweel is she' quo' Habbie; and I'm sure it couldna hae happent on a waur time, for they're neither meat nor siller in the house; and hoo to get her decently aneath the yird I'm sure I dinna ken." "Dinna vex yoursel' about that," quo' the Laird, (giving him some money,) "there is a trifle for you, in the mean time, and come up to the house by and by and I shall see what can be done for you? Habbie thanked the Laird for his kindness, bade him guid day, and cam' awa hame gayen weel pleast wi' what he had gotten, and sent Janet awa wi' the bottle for mair whusky, to carry on the spree. In the mean time, hame gangs the Laird, whan the first thing he heard, was, that Habbie Simpson was 'deid. "Na 'na," quo' ke, "its no Habbie; its only Janet." Its Habbie" quo' the Leddie “wasna Janet heir this morning hersel', and telt me?-and didna she get awa some speerits and bakes, as she said there was naething in the house?" And didna I meet Habbie, jist as I was comin' hame, when he telt me Janet was deid. Bot I see how it is they are at their auld tricks again. Bit come, wee'l awa to Habbie's, and see what they are about.” In the meantime Habbie and Janet are fuddlin'awa in fine style, and lauchin' heartily at the way they had raised the winn, when Janet cries "gude preserve, vs Habbie, what's to be dune noo: I declare
