hoots mon

hoots mon

1. Hey
   • 1840 April, “Autobiography of an Organist”, in The Sporting Magazine, volume 20, number 120, second series, page 435:

     "Hoots, mon!" said the mate, who was lounging beside, "I ken a far bonnier ane than that—

     "Hey!" […] "I know a far prettier one that that—

   • 1872, Charles Gibbon, “The Laird o' Clashgirn”, in Robin Gray, page 2:

     "Threaten!" and Jeamie laughed loudly; "hoots mon, what's the use o' taking it that way. […] "

     "Threaten!" […] "hey, what's the use of taking it that way. […] "

   • 1982, John Lowell, “The diabolical heating scheme of J C Maxwell, or, Maxwell sums nae sae bonny”, in Robert L. Weber, editor, More Random Walks in Science, →ISBN, page 118:

     Whit's that?–Ye canna tell the fast anes frae the slow? / And ye a michty daemon tae! Hoots, mon, don't ye know / The Doppler shift? Och, hark ye weel, I'll tell ye whit tae do— / Just bang the bluidie-reid anes back, and let the blue yins through!

     What's that?–You can't tell the fast ones from the slow? / And you a mighty daemon too! Hey, don't you know / The Doppler shift? Oh, listen well, I'll tell you what to do— / Just bang the bloody-red ones back, and let the blue ones through!