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"My heart is sair," sighed his mother, "wi' greeting over sich a son." "He hates our auld cottage and our muckle wark," said the poor father. "Ah, weel! I could a'maist wish the fairies had him for a season, to teach him better manners." This the gudeman said heedlessly, little knowing there was any danger of Robin's being carried away to Elfland.
Ah," said he, plaintively, "how mony days hae I sat through storm, and frost, and sleet! how mony nights hae I watched in the still moonlight, amang the reedy creeks! how mony times I hae weized a slug through a bird a'maist amang the clouds! but I hae had a' my labor in vain, in vain."
A "second-best" gown, though neat enough for informal calls, may not be elegant enough for a tea or for formal visiting. But if a lady's means are limited, and her well-preserved old gown is the best that she can command, perfect neatness and a delicate disposal of lingerie will disguise the ravages of time, and make the "auld cla'es look a'maist as weel's the new."
I've gotten mysel' a wee wat." "What's wrang?" asked Daddy, in a feeble voice, as his ancient daughter entered. "It's only a bit spate, Daddy. The hoose is a'maist soomin', but ye've nae need to fear." "I'm no' feared, Liz. What wad I be feared o' whan ye're there?" "Ver is mine boy?" demanded old Mrs Winklemann, looking round. "He's gane to the kirk for floor. Ne'er fash yer heed aboot him.
"How has the gentleman been during the evening?" he asked. "O! he's been ravin' crazy a'maist, and obstacled everything I've done for him. He's a very sick pusson naw. I cam' down to get a bottle of muddeson", and Mrs. McNab went to a closet and took from it the identical bottle of brandy from which Mrs. Dubois had poured when preparing the stimulating dose for the invalid. Mr.
George; I ken it as weel as if we had a year auld acquentance; I ken it by thae sweet mouth and een, and by the look she gied me when you tauld her, Sir, I had been in the house near as lang's yoursel. An' look at her eenow. There's heaven's peace within, I'm a'maist assured." The kiss that wakened Ellen found her in the midst of a dream.
"My heart is sair," sighed his mother, "wi' greeting over sich a son." "He hates our auld cottage and our muckle wark," said the poor father. "Ah, weel! I could a'maist wish the fairies had him for a season, to teach him better manners." This the gudeman said heedlessly, little knowing there was any danger of Robin's being carried away to Elf-land.
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