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with a seasonable heat, and went to bed, good bairns, kend naething but stark love and kindness we wrought for riches, hated pride and loved peace; he died with a good name, and I let you ken I live. Come, help yourselves, all you hillo(illegible text) kat livers, your friends will like you the better.
Now, after all, if a poor man wants a perfect wife, let him wale a well blooded hssiee, wi' braid shoulders, and thick about the haunches, that hae been lang servant in a'e house, tho twice or thrice away and ay feed back; that's well liked by the bairns, and the bairn's mither, that's nae wa cankard to the cats, nor kicks the colly-dogs amang her feet, that would let a' brute beasts live, and kind to bairns; for them that dants young bairns, wid be kind to auld folks if they had them.
And ony hale-hearted wholesome hissie that wants to halter a good husband, let her never take a widow's ae son, for a' the wisely gates in the warld will be in him, for want of a father to teach him manly actions; but go take your chance an (illegible text) chaunter (illegible text) add no more says Janet, (illegible text) Humphry the Clerk.
