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Sandy had gone to the station to see his cousin off.



"Mac," he said, "ye micht like to leave me a bob or twa tae drink ye a

safe journey."



"Mon, I canna," was the reply. "A' my spare cash I gie tae my auld

mither."



"That's strange! Your mither said you niver gave her anything!"



"Well, if I dinna gie my auld mither anything, what sort of chance d'ye

think you've got?"



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