roosin

Updated: May 25, 2025

I wad wuss ye, quoth she, 'to tak tent till't till I come hame ye sall hae a roosin' ingle, and a blast o' the goodman's tobacco-pipe forbye. Wullie was naething laith, and back they gaed the-gither.

Edwin Sidney Hartland - The Science of Fairy Tales: An Inquiry into Fairy Mythology