Now after Tom’s return to Scotland, he got a wife and took a little farm near Dalkeith, and became a very douse man for many days, followed his old business the couping of horses and cows the feeding of veals for slaughter, and the like: He went one day to a fair and bought a fine cow from an old woman, but Tom judged from the lowness of the price that the cow certainly had some fault; Tom gives the wife the other hearty bicker of good ale, then says, he, wife the money’s your’s and the cow’s mine, ye must tell me ony wi’ bit of faults it she has: Indeed quoth she goodman, she has nae a fault but ane, and in she had wanted it, I wad never a parted wi’ her; and what’s that goodwife said he? Indeed said she the filthy daft beast sucks ay hersel; hute, says Tom, if that be all, I’ll soon cure her of that, O can ye do’t said she, If I had kend what wad a done it, ye had nae gotten her. A well says Tom I’ll tell you what to do, tak the cow’s price I gave you just now, and tye it hard and fast in your napkin, and give it to me throw beneath the cow’s wame, and I’ll give you the napkin again over the cow’s back, and I’ll lay my life for it that she’ll never suck hersel in my aught; a wat well, said she, I’se do that an they sud be witchcraft in’t,[65] so Tom no sooner got it throw below the cow’s wame than he looses out his money and puts it in his pocket, and gave the wife again her napkin over the cow’s back accordingly as he told her, saying, now wife, you have your cow and I my money, and she’ll never suck herself in my aught, as I told you, O dole, cryed the wife, is that your cure, ye have cheated me, ye have cheated me.
Part VI.
Tom being very scant of money at a time when his rent was to pay, and though he was well acquainted with the Butchers in Edinburgh, he tried severals of them, yet none of them would lend him as much, he was known to be such a noted sharper.[66] Tom thinks with himself that he’ll give them all a bite in general who had refused him: So in he comes next day (and all of them had heard of a fine fat calf he had feeding) comes to one of the butchers, and tell’s him he was going to sell the fat calf he had at home. Well says the butcher, and what will you have for it? just five and thirty shillings, says Tom: No, says the butcher, by what I hear of it I’ll give thirty. Na, na, says Tom, you must remember that is not the price of it, but give me twenty shillings just now, and send out your lad the morrow and we’ll perhaps agree about it. Thus Tom went thro’ ten of them in one day, and got twenty shillings from each of them, and kept his speech against the law for whatever they offered him for his calf, he told them to remember that was not to be the price of it, but give me twenty shillings just now, and send out your lad on the morrow morning and perhaps we’ll agree was all that passed. So Tom came home with his ten pound, and pay’d his rent; and early next morning one of the butcher’s sent out his lad to Louthian Tom’s for a calf, and as he was about a mile from the town, went to an ale house door and calls for a bicker of ale, and as he was drinking it, up comes another butcher’s lad on the same errand, he being called by the first to come and drink, which caused another bicker; then come other two on the same errand; again six more, which made out the ten; and every one told he was going to Louthian Tom’s for a calf, which made them think Tom had gathered together all the calves in that country side: So up they comes to Tom’s house and every one called for his calf, and his calf; and Tom had but one calf to serve them all; which he took out and shews them. Now, says he, whoever gives most for it shall have it, or I’ll put it to a roup. What said they, our masters bought it yesterday. Then says Tom, you would be fools to buy it to day for it is heavy to carry and fashious to lead,[67] you must all go home without it; next day Tom got ten summonses, to answer at the instance of the butchers for selling his calf and not delivering it. Tom then goes to Edinburgh, gets the ablest lawyer in town for that purpose, tells him the whole of what past, from first to last. Then said the lawyer, as they cannot prove a bargain, and deny the paying of the money again, if you’ll give me the calf, I’ll bring you off; but remember in law there is no point like that of denial. The calf, says Tom, you’ll not want the calf, and a stone of butter to make it ready with. Then the lawyer goes to the court, where Tom is called upon; his lawyer answers first, who asked the butchers, if they could tell the price of the calf, or prove the bargain? they answered, No; but he ordered us to send out our lads and we would agree about it? Gree about it, said the judges! why, do you come to sue for a bargain and to gree about it; Ay, but, said they, we want twenty shillings a piece from him of money we gave him. Tom is called out, then said the judge, did you borrow twenty shillings of any of these men? Not I my lord, I came indeed asking the loan of money from them, but they would lend me none; and then I came next day beggar-ways, and they were so generous as to give me twenty shillings a piece. But said the judge, were not you to give it back again; I never promised nor never intended at all, my lord; for what is given to the poor is given gratis, and I appeal to this whole court that whatever pence any of you has given to the poor that you look not for any of it back again. Then Tom was freed at the bar, and the butchers lost, and laughed at.
After the court, Tom and the lawyer had a hearty bottle;[68] and at parting the lawyer said, now mind Tom, and send me the calf to-morrow. O yes, says Tom, but you must first send me out forty shillings for it. What, says the lawyer, did not you promise me it and a stone of butter to make it ready with, for gaining your plea? But, says Tom, did you not tell me, that the only point of the law was to deny? and you cannot prove it: So I’ll sell my calf to them that will give most for it; and if you have learned me law, I have learned you roguery to your experience. So take this as a reward for helping me to cheat the butchers: and I think I’m even now with you both. And this was all the lawyer got of Tom.[69]
THE PLOWMAN’S Glory; or, TOM’S SONG.[70]
As I was a walking one morning in the spring,
I heard a young plowman so sweetly to sing,