She's now nae mair Kate but Miss Dalrymple. Her auldcutty stool that she used at her wheel, Was flung by for her gilded sofa sae gaudy, Now she's arrayed in her silk and brocade, Ind brags о' her muff's and ruff's wi' ony lady.
1902, John Buchan,The Outgoing of the Tide:
And they who passed would see Alison trupling in her garden, speaking to herself like the ill wife she was, or sitting on acutty-stool by the doorside, with her eyes on other than mortal sights.
