Ye're sair ta'en up wi' the warl'." "Hoo mak' ye that oot?
Ye big hooses, an' I mak' doors to them.

And they'll baith stan' efter you an' me's laid i' the mouls .-- It's weel kent forbye that ye hae a bit siller i' the bank, and I hae none." "Not a bawbee hae I, George.

I can pray for my daily breid wi' an honest hert; for gin the Lord dinna sen' 't, I hae nae bank to fa' back upo'." "I'm sorry to hear 't, Thamas," said George.--"But Guid guide 's!" he exclaimed, "there's the twa laddies, hearkenin' to ilka word 'at we say!" He hoped thus, but hoped in vain, to turn the current of the conversation.
"A' the better for that!" persisted Thomas.

"They need to be remin't as well as you and me, that the fashion o' this warld passeth away.

Alec, man, Willie, my lad, can ye big a boat to tak' ye ower the river o' Deith ?--Na, ye'll no can do that.