So Silver and Gold gets all prepared and ready, and he says, “Och, that′s awfae-lookin′ things on your heids”, he says. “Tak′ they mutches aff. You′ll no′ need them now because your faither′ll no′ see you.” So they tak′ the mutches aff their heid and they throw them awa′.
1986, Sheila MacGregor, The folktales: 5: Silver and Gold, Ewan McColl, Peggy Seeger, Till Doomsday in the Afternoon: The Folklore of a Family of Scots Travelers, the Stewarts of Blairgowrie, page 74