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THE HISTORY OF

them out of his hand, and lights a candle was ſtanding near by, come ſaid I, ſit about you theiving dog till I gether up my needles, gethers up ten of them; come, said he, I'll buy twal penny's worth of them, frae I troubled you sae muckle; no, ſaid I, you louſie dog, I'll ſell you none, if there's any on the ground, ſeek them up, and ſtap them in a beast's a--ſe; but if ye were a man, I would burn you in the fire, tho' it be in your own houſe, but as you are a poor taylor, and neither man nor boy, I'll do nothing but expoſe you for what you are. O dear honeſt chapman, cried his wife, ye manna do that and I'ſe gie you cheeſe and bread. No, no, you theives, I'm for nothing but vengeance; no bribes for ſuch: So as I was lifting my pack, there was a pretty black cat which I ſpread my napkin over, took the four corners in my hand, carrying her as a bundle, until I came about the middle of the town, then provoking the dogs to an engagement with me, ſo that there came upon me four or five collies, then I threw the poor taylor's cat in the midſt of them, there a terrible battle enſued for ſome time, and badrons had certainly died on the field, had I not interpoſed, and got her off mortally wounded; the people who ſaw the battle, alarmed the taylor, and he ſallied out like a great champion with his elwand in his hand, go back, ſaid I, you louſie dog, or I'll tell about the needles, at which word he turned about. I went into an ale-houſe to get ſome breakfaſt, there they aſked me where I was all night, as it was uſual in that country for chapmen to get meat where they lodged, I told where it was, but would take none of their meat, becauſe, ſaid I, they ſeem to be not to be conny, for this morning they were making ropes of cold ſowens to crown up their ſtacks wi': Gae awa, cried the wife, I canna believe it; if ye will not believe it, die in your ignorance for me the wife ſet away her ſon to ſee if it was ſo, but or he came back I ſet out, and travelled down the ſide of a water called Evan: and as I was coming paſt a mill-dam, there was a big clowniſh