Milar couts, use all their agility to get a slap at the craw. But,
before beginning, the guard of the craw must cry out:-- Ane, twa,
three--my craw's free.
And the first whom he strikes becomes craw, the former craw then
becoming guard. When the guard wants respite,
he must cry:-- Ane, twa, three--my craw's no free. * * * * *
"~Neevie-neevie-nick-nack.~"--A lottery game, and confined to boys, is
of simple movement, but convenient in this--that only two players are
required.
They stand facing each other, the leader whirling his two closed fists,
one containing a prize, the other empty, while he cajoles his opponent
with the rhyme-- Neevie-neevie-nick-nack, Whilk
hand will ye tak'-- The richt are or the wrang, I'll
beguile ye gin I can? If he guesses correctly, he gains the prize. If
he misses, he has to equal the stake.
Until success falls to the second, the original player continues the
lead. * * * * * "~Blind Man's Buff~," though not a rhyme-game, is yet
so well known it is worth mentioning for the mere purpose
of telling its story. Like many more such--if we only knew how--it is
based on fact. It is of French origin, and of very great antiquity,
having been introduced into Britain in the train of the Norman c