Or agane, hoo can oniebodie git ïntae a strang man's hoose an cairrie aff hïs belangins, less he furst tyes up tha strang man? Eftèr that, he can plunner awa!
Let thaim baith growe thegither tae tha hairvest. An then A'll tell tha reapers: Gether up tha weeds furst an tye thaim up ïn bunnels fer burnin; then awa an gether up tha wheat an brïng ït ïntae ma barn.’ ”
An tha maistèr wull dae awa wi hïm an pit hïm alang wi tha hippycrates; ye can be shair that whar they wull be, thair'll be greetin an scringein o teeth!”
Noo here's tha truith o ït. Whan ye wur a young yin, ye püt yer ain claes on bi yersel an ye went whariver ye wantit; but whaniver ye'r oul got ye'll rax oot yer hans an some ither bodie wull pit yer claes on ye, an tak ye whar ye dïnnae want tae gang.”