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well as other fouks, an' if a poor beggar (illegible text)y had a bit wean to chrisen, a deil a doit (illegible text)y'll serke him o't.
Mith. Hute awa', man, there's nae body (illegible text) weans but what has filler to pay the (illegible text)isening o' them; or if they be that poor, (illegible text)y sude na get nae weans, and they wad (illegible text)be faith'd syne.
Sawny. Ha, ha, mither, the poor foukes, (illegible text)e the lice, ay when they meet they marry (illegible text) makes mae o' them: An' I think the (illegible text)nisters might chrisen their bits a weans (illegible text) naething, the water is no sae scant; (illegible text)ey're we(illegible text) paid for preaching, they (illegible text)ay very well both marry and chrisen a' (illegible text) poor foukes to the bargain, by the way (illegible text) a maggs,
Mith. Ay, ay, my Sawny, marriage a sweet thing for young souk, an' the bed undefil'd.
Sawny. What the vengeance, mither, ye think that a body is to file the bed every night, an they do't ance?
Mith. Na, na, tha's no what I mean; (illegible text)s happiness that fouk has that's married, sides the wearied lones me life it I hae'e, (illegible text)ing tumbling an' gaunting in a bed my (illegible text)ne. O sirs! but a man in a bed be an (illegible text)efu' body, an' it were but to claw ane's (illegible text)ack; as for a body's for side, they ean saw it themsel'.
