On the banks o' Cart sae green, bonnie Peggie, O,
Where the waters smoothly rin,
Far aneath the roarin' linn,
Far frae busy strife and din, bonnie Peggie, O'—
when the little Maggie came stealing in.
'Ronald,' she said, with an air of reproach, 'why are ye going about on such a morning without your jacket, and bare-headed, too?'
'Toots, toots, lassie, it's a fine morning,' said he indifferently.
'It was Meenie said I was not to let you do such foolish things,' the little lass ventured to say diffidently.
Of course this put a new aspect on the case, but he would not admit as much directly.
'Oh, well,' said he, 'if you bring me out my coat and bonnet I will put them on, for I'm going down to the Doctor's with two or three of the hares.'