Several Scotchmen were discussing the domestic unhappiness of a mutual friend.
Aye, said one, "Jock McDonald has a sair time wi' that wife o' his.
They do say they're aye quarrelin'."
It serve' him richt, said another feelingly. "The puir feckless creature marrit after coortin' only eight year. Man, indeed, he had nae chance to ken the wumman in sic a short time. When I was coortin' I was coortin' twenty year."
And how did it turn out? inquired a stranger in the party.
I tell ye, I was coortin' twenty year, an' in that time I kenned what wumman was, an' so I didna marry.