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
Now John was furnished in a house by his father-in-law; the bed,
the loom, heddles, treadles, thrumbs, reed, and pirn-wheel, was a’
brought and set up before the marriage, which was kept a profound
secret; so that John got the first night of his ain wife, and his
ain house at ae time. So, on the next morning after the marriage,
John and his wife made up some articles, how they were to work, and
keep house; John was to keep the house in meat, meal, fire, and
water; Girzy was to mak the meat, and keep the house in clothes;
the father-in-law to pay the rent for three years; they were to hae
nae servants, until they had children; and their first child was to
be a John, after its ain Daddy, get it wha will, if a boy; and if
a girl, Girzy, after its ain minny, as she said, wha wrought best
for’t.
MISFORTUNE I.
Then she ordered John to rise and begin his wark, by putting on a
fire, and to tak the twa new pigs and gang to the well for water.
No sooner had John opened the door, and gone out with a pig in
every hand, than a’ the boys and girls being gathered in a crowd
to see him, gave a loud huzza: and clapping their hands at him,
poor John, not knowing what it meant, thought it was fine sport,
began to clap his hands too, and not minding the twa pigs, clashes
the tane against the tither, till baith went to pieces, and that
was a cheerful huzza to baith young and auld that was looking at
him; Girzy the wife draws him into the house, and to him she flies
with the wicked wife’s weapon, her Tongue and Tangs, and made his
ribs to crack, saying, “They told me ye war daft, but I’ll ding the
daffing out o’ ye, I’ll begin wi’ you as I’ve a mind to end wi’
you.” Poor John sat crying and clawing his head.
“Ha, ha,” said he, “its nae bairn’s play to be married, I find that
already.” His mother-in-law came in and made up peace, went to a
cooper, and got them a big wooden stoop to carry in their water.
MISFORTUNE II.
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