Sae he gaed throu the toon at five o'clock ilka mornin' playin' his pipes, to lat them 'at war up ken they war up in time, and them 'at warna, that it was time to rise.

And syne he played them again aboot aucht o'clock at nicht, to lat them ken 'at it was time for dacent fowk to gang to their beds.

Ye see, there wasna sae mony clocks and watches by half than as there is noo.' 'Was he a guid piper, grannie ?' 'What for speir ye that ?' 'Because I tauld that sunk, Lumley--' 'Ca' naebody names, Robert.

But what richt had ye to be speikin' to a man like that ?' 'He spak to me first.' 'Whaur saw ye him ?' 'At The Boar's Heid.' 'And what richt had ye to gang stan'in' aboot?
Ye oucht to ha' gane in at ance.' 'There was a half-dizzen o' fowk stan'in' aboot, and I bude (behoved) to speik whan I was spoken till.' 'But ye budena stop an' mak' ae fule mair.' 'Isna that ca'in' names, grannie ?' ''Deed, laddie, I doobt ye hae me there.

But what said the fallow Lumley to ye ?' 'He cast up to me that my grandfather was naething but a blin' piper.' 'And what said ye ?' 'I daured him to say 'at he didna pipe weel.' 'Weel dune, laddie! And ye micht say 't wi' a gude conscience, for he wadna hae been piper till 's regiment at the battle o' Culloden gin he hadna pipit weel.