An thair wus a hale thrang o fowk gethert, tha maist o thaim spreedin thair claes on tha róad, while ithers sneddit brenches aff tha trees, an the' strewed thaim on tha pad fer hïm tae ride ower.
An whaniver he wus cumin nearhan tha pad doon frae tha Moont o Olives, hïs follaers stairtit shoutin oot wi joy tha hale lock o thaim, praisin God fer aa tha mïracles the' haed saen, an cryin oot,