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When Rab Mathieson's wife Janet was given over by the doctor she called him to her bedside and said: "Rab, I want ye to promise me just ae thing afore I dee. Promise me!"

"Ye'll hae to tell me what it is or I'll no' promise," said Rab.

"Weel, it's just this. Ye must gi'e me yer solemn word that ye'll no' put anither in my place."

"Na! Na! I'll promise naething o' the kind," said Rab emphatically; "I've been sae weel content wi' my first bargain in wives that it's only reasonable I should repeat the order."

"If ye dare to tak' anither wife, Rab," declared Janet raising herself in bed excitedly, "I'll scratch mysel' oot o' the grave and haunt you and her till ye dee."

A year after Janet's death, Rab took a second wife.

On the wedding day a friend who was acquainted with the circumstances said to him:

"Man, are ye no feart?"

"No' a bit!" declared Rab: "Ye see I took precautions. She'll hae to scratch hersel' to Australia afore she bothers me again: I buried her face doon."