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JOCKEY AND MAGGY'S COURTSHIP, as they were coming from the Market.

PART I.

Jockey.HEY Maggy, wiltu stay and tak kent fouks hame wi' ye the night?

Maggy. Wiltu come awa' than, Johnny, I fain wad be hame or the kye come in; our meikle Riggy is sic a rumbling royte, she rins ay through the byre, and sticks a the bits a couties; my mither is na able to haud her to her ain stake.

Jock. Hute, we'll be hame in bra' time woman; And hows a' your fouks at hame.

Mag. Indeed I canna well tell you, man, our guidame is a' gane wi' the gut; my mither is very frail, my father he's aye wandering about and widling amang the beasts.

Jock. But, dear Maggy, they tell me we're gawn to get a wedding of Thee and Andrew Merrymouth, the laird's gardener.

Mag. Na, na, he maun hae a brawer lass to be his wife than the like o' me; but auld Tammy Tailtrees was seeking me, my father wad a hane me tak him, but my mither wadna let; there was an odd debate about it, my guidame wad a sticket my mither wi' the grape, if my father hadna' chanc'd to founder her wi' the beetle.

Jock. Hegh woman! I think your father was a fool for fashing wi' him, auld slavery duse, he wants naething of a cow but the clutes: your guidame may tak him hersel, twa auld tottering stumps, the tane may fair the tither fu' well.

Mag. Ach man! I wad a tane thee or ony body to hane them greed again, my father bled my guidame's nose, and my guidame brake my mither's thumb, the neighbours came a'rinning in, but I had luck to haud my father's hands, till yence my guidame plotted him wi' the broc that was to mak our brose.

Jock. Dear Maggy, I hae something to tell you, an ye wadna be angry at it?