( 20 )
Sawny.A' mither, mither, ye ha'e f(illegible text) a string again; I think ye might a want a' your days when ye fasted sae lang; (illegible text) ha'e plenty o' baith milk and meal, sn(illegible text) an' tobacco, but ye smell at the crack (illegible text) the whip. I kend my mither wad ride y(illegible text) for I seen her sit wagging this lang time.
Mither. A dear, Sawny man, au' th(illegible text) were ance fairly aff the fodder, I'll (illegible text) casten into a hole of a house by myse(illegible text) where I'll just ly and break my heart, an weary mysel' to dead: but an' I cou'd g(illegible text) a bit honest weaver, a cobler, or so(illegible text) auld taylor by the tail, I wad tickle to hi(illegible text) vet, let the country clash as they plea(illegible text) about it.
Sawny. A-well, a-well then, mither, to your ain flight; there's nae fool to an auld fool, for the morn Ise be either aff or (illegible text) wi' the hissy I ha'e on hand.
So in the morning Sawny got a' his clai(illegible text) clean, his hair cam'd and greas'd wi' butter and his face as clean as the cat had licket it and away he goes singing.
I will buy a pound o' wool,
I will wash'd, an' mok a plaidy:
I'm gaun o'er the moor i' woo',
Carline is your daughter ready?
