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ver my face, and when he that stood on the opposite side perceived me, I made my eyes to roll and wrayed my face in a frightful manner, so that the poor fellow supposed he had seen the devil, or something as ill, gave a roar, as if he had been sticked, and out at the door he runs; the other following after, him, crying, Wa’ Johnny man, what did you see? O! Sandy, Sandy, the deil’s on the top of the mou, sheavling his mouth at me; I’ll no be sae weel this month man, my heart’s out o' its hool, wow but yon be a fearful like face indeed, it would fright ony living creature out o' their senses.
I hearing the fear they were in, cried to them not to be frighted, for was not the devil, but a poor chapman, who could not get quarters the last night; a foul fa’ thy carcase, Sir, for our jock is through the midden dib, dirt and a’ thegither; he who went last came back again, the other ran into the house and told what he had seen. The goodman and his wife came running, he with the grape in his hand, and she with the Bible, the one crying out, Sandy, is’t true that the deil was in the barn? na, na,
