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Updated: May 28, 2025
I wudna winder to see him some day wi' Donal' yokit i' the tattie-cairt wi' his heid ower the fore-end o't, an' the hurdles o' him whaur his heid shud be. I've heard Sandy say that he had an idea that a horse cud shuve far better than poo; an' when Sandy ance gets an idea intil his heid, there's some beast or body has to suffer for't afore he gets redd o't.
This very night we've been in a battle." He spat fiercely, and the light of war burned in his eyes. "It was the tinklers from the Garple Dean. They yokit on us about seven o'clock, just at the darkenin'. First they tried to bounce us. We weren't wanted here, they said, so we'd better clear. I telled them that it was them that wasn't wanted.
They're juist the very marrows o' ane anither; an' if you cairry the lines at the side o' them here a bit farrer doon, an' get in ablo the boddam o' the triangle, ye'll find that the corners aneth the boddam are juist the very marrows o' ane anither too. D'ye see?" "Ay, Sandy," I says, says I, "you'll better awa' an get Donal' yokit.
"I'm gaun to the Sabbath-school treat this afternoon," said that worthy. "And you, Jock-are you going too?" "No me! I'm ower auld, and besides, I've cast out wi' the minister." "How was that?" "Oh, I had been fechtin'," said Jock airily. "It was Andra Laidlaw. He called me ill names, so I yokit on him and bate him too, but I got my face gey sair bashed.
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