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JAMIE TELFER IN THE FAIR DODHEAD
xm He has turn'd him to the Tiviot-side,
E'en as fast as he could drie, Till he cam to the Coultart Cleugh,
And there he shouted baith loud and hie.
xrv Then up bespak him auld Jock Grieve,
' Whae 's this that brings the fraye to me ?'— c It's I, Jamie Telfer in the fair Dodhead,
A harried man I trow I be.
xv ' There Js naething left in the fair Dodhead,
But a greeting wife and bairnies three, And sax poor ca's stand in the sta',
A' routing loud for their minnie.'—
XVI
' Alack a wae !' quo' auld Jock Grieve, ' Alack ! my heart is sair for thee !
For I was married on the elder sister, And you on the youngest of a' the three.'
XVII
Then he has ta'en out a bonny black, Was right weel fed with corn and hay,
And he 's set Jamie Telfer on his back, To the Catslockhill to tak the fraye.
XVIII •
And whan he cam to the Catslockhill,
He shouted loud, and cried weel hie, Till out and spak him William's Wat,
' O whae 's this brings the fraye to me ?'—
ca's] calves. minnie] mother.
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