| Doric - SNO |
-bit mair Scots in the text. ( | Betsy | an Duncan didna fash gin the |
| Doric - MNA |
Naebody sings as weel as Da, | Betsy | . An he hisna learnt me play t |
| Doric - MNA |
ist mornin, fin she waukened, | Betsy | hid vanished, an tho she hunt |
| Doric - MNA |
'Da winna dee, | Betsy | . It's aa lees they're sayin. |
| Doric - MNA |
er horsie, Daisy, her dallie, | Betsy | , tee, fin she wis five. In th |
| Central - SEC |
ll be ganshin tae the hantle, | Betsy | ." |
| Central - SEC |
Back hame, | Betsy | had startit tae fret. The pot |
| Doric - MNA |
In the seeven years sinsyne, | Betsy | gaed awye wi Minnie, tuckit i |
| Doric - MNA |
wauk. An da's mowser's broon, | Betsy | , wi jist a twa, three fite ha |
| Doric - MNA |
the zither he bocht me, yet, | Betsy | , an he promised he wid, ye ke |
| Central - SEC |
"It's aa richt, | Betsy | . He's jist seein me hame," Da |
| Doric - MNA |
ie fire wi her clootie dally, | Betsy | , an sterted tae prig wi Meg R |
| Doric - MNA |
prayers she tuckit her dallie | Betsy | inno her bed, an creepit ower |
| Doric - MNA |
n syne she grippit her dallie | Betsy | till her an grat fur rage an |
| Doric - DOR |
d place?" asks the judge. Big | Betsy | growls."I got first prize wi |
| Doric - DOR |
a helpers gasped. "Oh nae Big | Betsy | ". Och says the judge."I'll ex |
| Doric - DOR |
I see her." Jist wi that Big | Betsy | appeared an asks." Fit's wran |
| Doric - DOR |
in his element as he telt Big | Betsy | aboot the flooer. She asked h |
| Doric - MNA |
wa lassies lay in the derk wi | Betsy | the dall atween them, listeni |
| Doric - MNA |
Will be dane', an lay doon wi | Betsy | in her bosie, worn oot bi aa |
| Doric - MNA |
she sut on the steel te milk | Betsy | the coo, the frothy milk squi |
| Doric - MNA |
An she shook | Betsy | sae hard, the wee clootie dal |
| Central - SEC |
Och there's Tam... I'll tell | Betsy | ye were askin fer her, Mrs O' |
| Doric - MNA |
ur fear that Isie wad flatten | Betsy | , Isie bein nae respector o it |
| Central - LAL |
Captain | Betsy | Miller's Fareweel tae Clytus |
| Doric - MNA |
yer claes?' she speired movin | Betsy | her dallie ben the bowster fu |
| Doric - MNA |
'Sweir on | Betsy | 's life' |
| Doric - SNO |
lucky tae get in the likes o | Betsy | Whyte an Duncan Williamson as |
| Doric - SNO |
lucky tae get in the likes o | Betsy | Whyte an Duncan Williamson as |
| Central - SEC |
ou for sic a lang time. How's | Betsy | keeping? And wee a Jean? Is s |
| Doric - MNA |
She stappit | Betsy | back inno the waist band o he |