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I
’
m
for
the
Wud
the
nicht
,
and
it
’
s
my
purpose
to
bide
in
cover
till
the
folk
are
half
dementit
,
and
syne
,
when
their
een
are
blind
,
to
join
them
.
I
’
ve
a
notion
that
there
will
be
some
wark
wi
’
the
red
cock
,
and
I
’
d
like
a
feather
or
twa
as
a
keepsake
.
And
I
’
ve
a
sort
of
notion
that
my
auld
friend
Chasehope
will
be
there
;
so
as
a
token
o
’
friendship
I
’
ll
pit
saut
on
his
tail
-
-
whilk
means
that
if
I
get
the
chance
I
’
ll
anoint
his
dowp
wi
’
the
hennyseed
.
Now
,
you
twa
,
take
tent
and
listen
to
me
.
Ye
will
swear
that
I
telled
ye
what
I
have
telled
ye
,
and
that
ye
saw
me
at
the
Greenshiel
dressed
up
like
a
merry
-
andrew
.
The
horns
suld
hae
been
a
stag
’
s
,
but
I
was
feared
o
’
hankin
’
them
in
the
busses
,
so
the
puir
auld
Reiverslaw
billy
-
goat
had
to
dee
.
"
He
was
a
crazy
sight
with
the
goat
’
s
head
on
him
,
and
a
formidable
sight
without
it
,
for
as
he
stood
in
that
dusk
beside
two
men
bent
with
labour
,
the
one
maimed
and
the
other
past
the
allotted
span
of
human
years
,
David
had
an
impression
of
something
desperate
and
fearless
and
light
-
hearted
.
The
shepherds
were
clearly
torn
between
loyalty
and
terror
,
and
he
himself
,
while
firm
enough
in
his
resolve
,
had
to
keep
his
thoughts
battened
down
to
prevent
his
knees
knocking
.
But
Reiverslaw
seemed
to
have
no
fears
.
He
had
set
about
the
thing
as
cannily
as
if
he
were
selling
sheep
at
Lockerbie
fair
,
and
now
,
with
a
venture
before
him
which
not
two
other
men
in
Scotland
would
have
contemplated
,
he
was
notably
the
least
embarrassed
of
the
party
.
"
I
saw
three
pyets
[
magpies
]
flee
intil
the
Wud
this
morning
,
"
said
Prentice
,
"
and
but
ane
cam
’
back
.
That
’
s
an
unco
freit
[
omen
]
for
the
beginnin
’
o
’
t
!
"
"
Haud
your
tongue
,
ye
auld
wife
,
"
said
Reiverslaw
.
"
Freits
fa
’
to
them
that
fear
them
,
and
I
’
m
no
gaun
to
fash
my
heid
about
twa
jauds
o
’
birds
.
.
.
.
"
"
I
had
a
vision
yestereen
,
"
Richie
put
in
.
"
I
saw
the
haill
land
o
’
Scotland
like
a
field
o
’
aits
,
white
until
the
harvest
,
the
haill
land
frae
John
o
’
Groats
to
Galloway
,
a
’
but
the
parish
o
’
Woodilee
,
whilk
was
unplewed
and
rough
wi
’
briars
and
thrissles
.
An
’
says
I
to
mysel
’
,
’
Whatever
place
is
yon
?
’
and
says
a
voice
to
me
,
’
That
’
s
what
we
ca
’
the
Deil
’
s
Baulk
in
the
gospel
field
o
’
Scotland
.
’
"
"
And
a
very
true
observe
,
for
Deil
’
s
Baulk
is
just
what
the
Wud
is
,
and
it
’
s
for
us
to
pit
a
plew
intill
’
t
and
mak
’
a
fire
o
’
the
wastry
.
Set
bite
and
sup
afore
the
minister
,
Richie
.
"
The
shepherd
produced
some
oatcakes
,
of
which
David
ate
only
a
mouthful
,
for
though
he
had
had
no
food
since
morning
,
his
throat
was
dry
and
his
tongue
like
a
stick
.
He
drank
,
however
,
a
pint
of
buttermilk
.
"
Kirn
-
milk
for
you
?
"
the
host
asked
of
Reiverslaw
.
"
I
hae
nae
yill
,
but
Rab
has
brocht
a
flask
o
’
aquavitty
ye
gied
him
at
the
lambin
’
.
"
"
I
’
ll
hae
spring
water
.
Nae
strong
drink
for
me
,
for
this
nicht
I
’
m
like
Jonadab
the
son
of
Rechab
.
.
.
.
Are
ye
ready
,
Mr
.
Sempill
?
Ye
maun
start
first
,
for
ye
’
ve
a
tree
to
speel
.
There
’
s
nae
hurry
for
me
till
the
Deil
begins
his
pipin
’
.
"
