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Mith. Say nae mair, I hae a pouchfu' o' ⟨perfect⟩ petitions to louſe and put to him an ⟨his⟩ elders, an if thou maun gae to their black ⟨ſtool⟩, its no be thy lane that ſall ſit upon't.
Jock. But mither, whither will I deny the ⟨doing⟩ o't, or confeſs the game was at the getting o't?
Mith. Ay, ay confeſs ye did it, but ſay but ⟨yence⟩, an that was on the terms o' marriage, ⟨the⟩ way that a our kintry byſtarts is gotten.
Now Jocky being three times ſummoned to ⟨the⟩ ſeſſion, and did not appear, the ſeſſion ⟨inſiſted⟩ for a warrant from the juſtice of the ⟨peace⟩, which was readily granted more for ⟨diverſion⟩ than juſtice ſake: The warrant being ⟨given⟩ to John King the conſtable, who went ⟨away⟩ with Clinkum Bell on Saturday's morning, and catched John at his breakfaſt, hauls ⟨him⟩ awa' ane at ilka oxter, like twa butcher ⟨hogs⟩, hinging at a bulls beard; his mother ⟨followed⟩, driving him up witn good counſels, ⟨my⟩ bra man Johny, had up your head, dinna ⟨think⟩ ſhame, for a' your fauts is but perfect ⟨honeſty⟩, you're neither a thief, whore nor horſe-dealer.
Then Maggy ran for uncle Rabby, and uncle ⟨Rabby⟩ ſent to Sandy the ſutor of Seggyhole; ⟨the⟩ ſutor ſaddled his mare, an uncle Rabby ⟨set⟩ aff at the gallop on his grey powney waſt ⟨the⟩ haughs, an o'er by White-hill ſhough the
