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of the old town to burn the provost's house in revenge for some wrong--real or imaginary--supposed to be inflicted by that functionary. Catching sight of an old gentleman in a cocked hat and sword, they instantly concluded that this must be the provost--these two articles of dress being then part of the official attire of the Edinburgh chief magistrate. Then arose the cry of
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Throw him over the bridge
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Gude folk, I'm no' the provost. Carry me to a lamp post an' ye'll see I'm Lang Sandy Wood!