« _ BT WILLIAM IiYLB. * Guid mornin', doctor, oome ye ben, Oor laßßie'B kind o' ailin', When I look at her noo an' then I notice that she's failin', Bnt lOBh 1 it's queer, when Sandy Oa'S— Te ken young Sandy Weaver 7— She's just as spry as ever was— Sometimes he danr na leave her.' ' Hum,' quo' the doctor, ' whaurs yer pain? Speak up, lass, dinna fear me,' ' Doctor, my heart's m unoo strainCan ye dae ocbt tae cheer me?' ; • Indeed I oan, an' m a oraok— Yer heart's the trouble surely, : But I'll send something ye maun tak', An, yell get better fairly.' • Weel, doctor, what's the lassie's til? I'm glad ye've pome tae see her. We a* think muokle o' yer skill— Noo tell me what tae gi'e her.' ' Guid mon, sio case I've often met, • It's neither chills nor fever, As sune as ye the day oan set, Let her tak' Sandy Weaver.'
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A DIAGNOSIS, Ashburton Guardian, Volume VII, Issue 2032, 9 January 1889
A DIAGNOSIS Ashburton Guardian, Volume VII, Issue 2032, 9 January 1889
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