8 Tha gairdner saed, ‘Lea ït alane, sïr, gie ït anither yeir. A'll dïg roon ït an gie ït a guid dressin o dung.
Sae he saed tae tha gairdner, ‘Luk here, thïs thrie yeir A hae cum lukkin fer fïgs on thïs tree, an thair's nane on ït! Cut ït doon! It's a waste o guid grun.’
If thair's onie fïgs on ït nixt yeir, weel an guid, an ïf no, we'll cut ït doon fer ye.’ ”
It ïs nether fït fer tha lan ner tha midden; fowk jist clod ït oot. Let hïm that haes ears ïn hïs heid tak tent!”