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Mith. But Johnny man, an thou wad ſtart in the daft days, an that's on manunday, ye an I wad gae an ſee the daft jade, Jenny the mither o't.
Jock. Wi' a' my heart mither: but we maun giet ſomething, an it were but an auld ſervet, to keep the hips o't warm, young weans is ay wet about the arſe ye ken.
Mith. A weel then Johnny, I'ſe cry to thee whan the hens begins to keckle, and that's about the break o' day; an we's be ready to tak the road again by Torryburn, be day light, when we'll ken a turd by a ſtane.
Up gets auld Maggy, Jock's mither in the morning, puts on the kettle, an makes her Youl-ſowens, the meikle pot hung on the fire a' night wi' the cheek o' an auld cows head, ſkims aft the fat, and mak's a great couge o' broſe then pours on a chappen o'clean crieſh like oil, which made a bra' ſappy breakfaſt for Jock an his mither, an Maggy got the cog to feart. The broſe being done, an a' things ready he halters the black mare, lays on the funks an a covering; fine furniture for a country wife.
Jocky mounts, an his mither behind him, trots awa', till coming down the brae abune John Davie's well; the auld beaſt being unfiery o' the feat ſhe sundered before, the girth an curple brake; Jocky tumbled o'er her lugs an his mither out o'er him in the well wi' a flung.
Jock. Ay, ay, mither, tho' I fell ye needna fa'n abune me, an gin ye had lyen whar ye lighted firſt, ye wadna tumbled into the well
