( 21 ) nor yet grow sick, nor naebodyy kill you; ye’re the best Lord I ken on earth, for we thought a' to be dead dead men and sogers, you’re wiser than a’ the witches in Fife.
There was in Bucky harbour, a method when they
got a hearty drink, that they went down to dance a- mong the boats, one, two, or three of the oldest went into a boat to see the rest-dance; whene’er they ad- mitted a burgher there was always a dance. One day they admitted gly’d Rob Thomson, from the island of May, an’ after he was admitted they got account from Wise Willy that gly’d Rob was a witch which made them all stop their dancing, and Rob was cried on to make answer to this weighty matter. Gly d Rob cried none of you shall stir a fit for two hours, I’se warrand you; so Rob spang’d and jump’d over the
boat several time and put them in great terror, some cried, O ’tis i' the air, and then they cried they saw him i’ the air hinging, so that Rob was obliged to go back to the May, and carry coals to the light house.
It was reported that gly’d Rob was born in Bucky
and that his father was Willy Thomson’s son, who
