Mag. Ay, ay, but an they be for the like o’ that, they should marry.
Mith. But I think there’s little ill tho’ they try it yence or twice or they be married; it’s an unco thing till a body to be bound to a business, if they dinna ken whether they be able for it or no.
Mag. Ay, ay, that’s your way o’ doing and his, but its no the way o’ ither honest fouk; see what the minister will say to it.
Mith. The minister is but a mortal man, and there’s defections in his members as well as mine.
Mag. Ay, but fouk should ay strive to mortify their members.
Mith. An is that your Whigry? Will you or any body else, wi’ your mortifying o’ your members, prevent what’s to come to pass? I wish I saw the minister an his elders, but I’se gie him scripture for a he’s done yet: tell na me about the mortifying o’ members, gin he hae gotten a bystart let her and him feed it between them an they sud gie’t soup about: but she maun keep it the first quarter, an be that time muckle black lady ’ill be cauft, we sall sell the cauf an foster the wean on the cow’s milk: That’s better mense for a fault, than a’ your mortifying o’ your members, and a’ your repenting-stools; a wheen papist rites an rotten ceremonies, fashing fouks wi’ sack gowns and buttock-males,[9] an I dinna ken what, but bide you yet till I see the minister.[10]
THE WONDERFUL WORKS OF OUR JOHN MADE MANIFEST BEFORE THE MINISTER, &c.
Part III.
Now Jockey and his mither went into the little byre, and held a private meeting, nane present but auld bruckie, and the two brutes the bits a couties.