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DUEL Extraordinary ! Account of another DUEL, that took place on Wednesday last, l8th April, in the neighbourhood of Pennycuick, county of Edinburgh; when one of the Parties was montally wounded. The reason fur this extraordinary Recontre was as follows, being handed into us by one of the seconds.?At the last fair, a dance in the e'ening was proposed by twa three male an' female farm servants, an' whether ow- ing to the scarcity o' lassies amang us, or the great beauty o' Peggy, she was pitched upon baith be Peter Simple and John Clod, but Peter being the canniest like chield, she gied him the preference, which so enraged Clod, that he was determined to be upsides wi' him; night arrived, and dancing begun, every one was hearty but poor Clod, and he and a neighbour stepped into the kitchen to tak a dram; the lads and lassies were retiring at times to get refreshment, and among the rest ware Peter and Peggy, when Peter passed the door and seeing Clod he cocked up his head quite manfully, which grieved Clod very sare. Peter ca'd for nae less than ha'f-a-mutchkin wi' warm water and sugar, and while the maid was preparing the water, the loon that was drinking wi' Clod hand- ed him a dose of Jailup, what he had got to gie to his horse, and Clod mix- ed it wi' the raw sugar, which was immediately carried ben to the lovers. Peter observing that the lassies liked sweet toddy, plump went the whole contents, they put off very little time in discussing the jug, and the noise o' the fiddle stimulated them to get a- mang the merry group, and was just in time to join a eightsome ; the room was crowded and extremely warm, and the fiddler played with spirit, for he had just drank aff a glass or twa o' Neil Gow's cordial, and, they set too with vengeance; but alas, before the reel was ha'f done, poor Petter was in such a plight, that his white jean trowsers was clapped close to his thighs, this was soon noticed, for Clod had looting some o' them into the secret, and they dadded Peter trae the te end o' the room to the other till he fairley knocked down sax fallows at the door and made his escape ; in fact he didna meet wi' much opposi- tion by this time, for lie was a awful sight Poor Peggy, poor thing, got away in at the hurley-burley mair dead, than alive, for she was in little better order than Peter himsel'. This scene created great mirth to the lads and lassies, but it spoilt a' their dancing,. for the room was in a terrible state," and uaebody wad tak in band to clean it that night. A friend told Peter next morning wha was the author o' a' his misfor- tunes, and he vowed to hae vengeance, threatening to shoot Clod, the first time opportunity offered. Poor Clod hearing this, sincerely repented o' what he had dune, and sent Peter a letter craving his humble pardon, say- ing that he w'ad ne'er hae thought out himsel' if he hadna been advised; but instead of Peter sending him a pardon a chield advised him to send a chal- lenge, to meet him on Wednesday morning, with a friend and a pistol. This was an unco trial for Clod, and he discovered the whole o' his mind to a friend, who advised him to keep us his spirits, and he would be his second, for love was a thing worth while to be killed for, no like the gomerals in the great town shooting themselves for naething but nonsence. The twa seconds was acquaint wi' each other, and they formed a plot to get a laugh at the gouks, an' it wad be a means to keep down mischief, for Peter was still swearing to hae re- ... venge; so on Wednesday they met, attended by their seconds, and twa- three dozen posted themsels at the back of a hedge, whare they werna seen by the stout-hearted blades ; they coudna muster pistols, but they got twa guid auld rusty fowling-pieces, an' the seconds loaded them with blank shot. Like men o' honour, they stood back to back, and measured aff sax paces each ; but gin the had seen the poor devils, as white as corpses, and shaking like a leaf on a tree; Clod at this time would hae fa'n on his knees and asked Peter's pardon, which would have been readily grant- ed, but the seconds wad not allow it, so being stationed, the terrible word FIRE ! was given, and both pieces went off; at that moment the seconds loot drive a guid thumping duck's egg at each of their heads, thinking they were shot they both fell plump on their faces; Peter put up his hand to his head, and finding the egg a be- spattered, bawled out most piteousely " O my brains, my poor brains, get a doctor and tak me hame." Clod came worst aff, for a sharp stane lying be- fore him he got a unco gash in the forehead, and wi' fright and pain was carried away in a taint. Peter tho' naething ailled him could not be con- vinced but that the most part of his brains was lost, and he also was car- ried home. Peggy is so much af- fronted that she has keeped bed ever since that sorrowful night.
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1830-1840 shelfmark: L.C.1268
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