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The Life of Mansie Wauch

CHAPTER X
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Jock fand that; for he was coming singing in at the yett, when his maister ran clean ower the tap o' him, and capsized him like a toom barrel; never stopping till he was in at his ain house, and the door baith bolted and barred at his tail.
"Did ye ever hear the like of that, Mansie?
Weel, man, I'll explain the hail history of it to ye.

Ye see--'Od! how sound that callant's sleeping," continued Isaac; "he's snoring like a nine-year-auld!" I was glad he had stopped, for I was like to sink through the ground with fear; but no, it would not do.
"Dinna ye ken--sauf us! what a fearsome night this is! The trees will be all broken.

What a noise in the lum! I daresay there's some auld hag of a witch-wife gaun to come rumble doun't.

It's no the first time, I'll swear.

Hae ye a silver sixpence?
Wad ye like that ?" he bawled up the chimney.


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