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the fa’, for he bocked up a’ the barley, and then gar’d the ale gae like a rainbow frae him, as brown as wort brose.
The hurly burly being ended, and naething but fair words an shaking o’ hands, which was a sure sign o' an agreement, they began to cow their cut ed lugs, an wash their sairs, a’ but Jockey’s mither, who cried out, A black end on you and your wedding baith ; for I hae gotten a hunder holes dung in my arse wi’ the round heckle teeth.
Jockey answers, A e’en had you wi’ them than mither, ye will e’en be the better fair’d.
Up gets auld Rabby, an auld Sandy the suter o' Seggyhole, to put every thing in order; they prapet up the bed wi’ a rake and rippling-came the bearers being broken, they made a solidfoundation o’ peets, laid on the caff-bed and bowsters, and Jockey and Maggy were beddet the second time.
Jockey not being used to ly wi’ a naked woman, except heads and thraws wi’ his mither, gets his twa hands about the bride’s neck, and his houghs out-(illegible text)er her hurdies, saying, I ne’er kiss wife nor lass naked before, and for fainness I'll bite you, &c.
Naething mair remarkarkable happened, till about ha’f a-year an four oukes thereafter, when in comes Marion Mushet, rinning barefitit an bare-leggit, wi’ bleart cheeks an a watery nose, cursing an banning, greeting and flyting.
