John Cheap, the Chapman's Library. Vol. 1: Comic and Humorous: The Scottish Chap Literature of Last Century, ClassifiedGraham, Dougal
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John Cheap, the Chapman's Library. Vol. 1: Comic and Humorous: The Scottish Chap Literature of Last Century, Classified
Graham, Dougal
Chapbooks, Scottish; English literature -- 18th century; Graham, Dougal, 1724-1779; Popular literature -- Scotland
What will you say there? Matters were by-and-by settled full tosh
between us; and though the means of both parties were small, we
were young, and able and willing to help one another. For two
three days, I must confess, after Nanse, and me found ourselves
in the comfortable situation of man and wife, I was a dowie and
disponding, thinking we were to have a’ numerous small family and
where work was to come from; but no sooner was my sign nailed
up, with four iron haudfasts by Johnny Hammer, painted in black
letters, on a blue ground, with a picture of a jacket on one side
and a pair of shears on the other, and my shop door opened to the
public with a wheen ready-made waistcoats, gallowses, leather-caps,
and Kilmarnock cowls, hung up at the window, than business flowed
in upon us in a perfect torrent. First one came in for his measure,
and then another; a wife came in for a pair of red worsted boots
for her bairn, but would not take them for they had not blue
fringes. A bare-headed lassie, hoping to be hansel, threw down
twopence, and asked tape at three yards a halfpenny. The minister
sent an old black coat beneath his maid’s arm, prinned up in a
towel, to get docked in the tails down into a jacket: which I trust
I did to his entire satisfaction, making it fit to a hair. The
Duke’s butler himself patronised me, by sending me a coat which was
all hair powder and pomate, to get a new neck put to it.
No wonder than we attracted customers, for our sign was the
prettiest ye ever saw, though the jacket was not just so neatly
painted, as for some sand-blind creatures not to take it for a
goose. I daresay there were fifty half-naked bairns glowring their
een out of their heads at it, from morning till night: and, after
they all were gone to their beds, both Nanse and me found ourselves
so proud of our new situation in life, that we sliped out in the
dark by ourselves, and had a prime look at it with a lantern.
MANSIE WAUCH’s FIRST AND LAST PLAY.
Mony a time and often had I heard of play-acting, and of
players making themselves kings and queens, and saying a great
many wonderful things; but I had never before an opportunity
of making myself a witness to the truth of these hearsays. So
Maister Glen, being as fu’ of nonsense, and as fain to have his
curiosity gratified, we took upon us the stout resolution to
gang our thegither, he offering to treat me, and I determined to
run the risk of Maister Wiggie, our minister’s rebuke, for the
transgression, hoping it would make na lasting impression on his
mind, being for the first and only time. Folks shouldna at a’ times
be ower scrupulous.
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