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sullen tone. "I winna be hindered. I sal gang, I tell ye, whether my father likes or no."
"Ye may gang, ye door loon," says the father; "but if ye do, ye sal repent it as lang as ye live."
"Hoot na," returned the mother, "ye'll forgie' him; and ye had as weel let him gang, for ye see he winna be hindered!"
"Where is the young man for going to?" asked Mrs Mason.
"Where sud he be for gain' to, but to the fair?" returned the mother; "its only natural. But our gudeman's unco particular, and never lets the lads get ony daffin."
"Daffin!" cried the farmer; "is druckenness daffin! Did na he gang last year, and come hame as drunk as a beast! And ye wad have him tak the brown mare too, without ever spearing my leave! saddled and bridled too, forsooth, like ony gentleman in the land! But ye sal
