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"I will pay that, my friend, and all other reasonable charges." "Reasonable charges!" said the sexton; "ou, there's grundmail and bell-siller, though the bell's broken, nae doubt and the kist and my day's wark and my bit fee and some brandy and yill to the dirgie, I am no thinking that you can inter her, to ca' decently, under saxteen pund Scots."
"Bide a wee bide a wee; you southrons are aye in sic a hurry, and this is something concerns yourself, an ye wad tak patience to hear't Yill? deil a drap o' yill did Pate offer me; but Mattie gae us baith a drap skimmed milk, and ane o' her thick ait jannocks, that was as wat and raw as a divot. O for the bonnie girdle cakes o' the north! and sae we sat doun and took out our clavers."
'That's done you and me muckle gude, he said, sighing as he set down his pot; 'but twa mutchkins o' yill between twa folk is a drappie ower little measure. What say ye to anither pot? or shall we cry in a blithe Scots pint at ance? The yill is no amiss.
"Then," said Harry, "the lugger doesna break bulk here, nor at Embleton outher that's flat. Get ye a boat ready, neighbour, and we maun off and meet her, or ye may drink sma' yill to your venture and mine." "It is growing too stormy for a boat to venture out," answered the other.
Here's to ye in the meantime; and 'am no savin' but this yill is just richt gude drink; it warms the pit o' the stamach, man." "You mane by that the pit o' the stomach, I suppose." "Ay, just that." "Troth, Mr. Malcomson, you Scotchers bring everything to the pit o' the stomach no, begad, I ax your pardon, for although you take care of the pratie bag, you don't forget the pocket."
A postscript bore, "I learned from a decent woman, a grazier's widow, that they hae a cure for the muir-ill in Cumberland, whilk is ane pint, as they ca't, of yill, whilk is a dribble in comparison of our gawsie Scots pint, and hardly a mutchkin, boiled wi' sope and hartshorn draps, and toomed doun the creature's throat wi' ane whorn.
I ax your pardon just sit in the light of it for a minute or so; I want this candle." "'Am sayin', Andy, gin ye haud awa to the kitchen, it wadna be a crime to send up anither tankard o' that yill." To this the other made no reply, but walked out of the room, and very deliberately proceeded to that of Helen.
"Bide a wee bide a wee; you southrons are aye in sic a hurry, and this is something concerns yourself, an ye wad tak patience to hear't Yill? deil a drap o' yill did Pate offer me; but Mattie gae us baith a drap skimmed milk, and ane o' her thick ait jannocks, that was as wat and raw as a divot. O for the bonnie girdle cakes o' the north! and sae we sat doun and took out our clavers."
And now, hinny, gang awa', and serve the folk, but first bring me my dinner, and twa chappins o' yill and the mutchkin stoup o' brandy."
"Weel, man, here's to ye, Andy ou, man, but this yill is extraordinar' gude." "Why," replied Andy, who, by the way, seldom went sober to bed, and who was even now nearly three sheets in the wind, "it is. Mr. Malcomson, the right stuff. But, as I was sayin', you Scotchmen think first and spake afther one of the most unlucky practices that ever anybody had.
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