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Colin's Account O' The Trysting

Colin's Account O' The Trysting

“Atween the gloamin' an’ the mirk I gaed till the byre to keep tryst wi' my luve, Jenny. I min' it was a gran' nicht. The moon wasna shawin', but the stars glimmered aboon wi' just licht eneuch, an' no owre muckle. My heart was just at the loupin'. Aiblins the bit lassie wadna care to leave faither an' sister, an' a', to gang awa wi' me till thae far lands ayont the sea that Maister Renwick sae aften spak' o'.”

“Noo, my mon,” said auld Colin to young Colin, “shaw me what ye hae pitten doun afore I gae ony further.”

“Surely, faither,” quo the braw lad, wi' a toss o' his bonnie broun heid, that spake volumes o' confidence. An wi' the word, he started to read it out.