Thinking to seize on Gard’ner’s store,
But th’ information was but mocks,
For all they found was sacking frocks,
Which troopers use dressing their horse,
This made Hersel to rage and curse,
Saying, “Het, tat soger has been chac’d,
“And left his auld sark in the haste.”
To Borrowst’ness they did advance,
Where powder and lead they found by chance;
To Winceburgh then, they march’d that day