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pours it into the pot, which set the fire bide all in a dam, for still as she poured n it ran out; the wife being short- sighted, or what they call sand blind, looks into the pot, holds up both her bands, and cries, ' Losh preserve me, sirs; for the grip between the twa holes s broken;'-says Leper, the pot was old enough, but do you not ken that tailor's cottage is heavier than other men's. indeed, lad, I believe it, but they say ye're a warlock; it's Wednesday all the world over, and a waeful Wednesday o me in deed ; my pot might hae served ne this fifty year, a sae wad it e'en. This sp rt (illegible text) diverted Leper and his lads hrough the day; and after supper, know- ing he was to get some dirty bed, as he cows and the people lived all in one apartment, he chose rather to go 'home; and knowing the moon was to rise a little after midnight he sat along by the fire, told them many a fine story to drive the time, and bade the wife wake The bed, to see how it might be : to save handle, she made it in the dark, directly
