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Only I chairge ye, be ceevil til him i' yer vera thouchts, rememberin hoo mony things ye hae dene yersels 'at ye hae to be ashamit o', though some o' them may never hae come to the licht; for, be sure o' this, he has repentit richt sair. Like the prodigal, he grew that ashamit o' what he had dene, that he gied up his kirk, and gaed hame to the day's darg upon his father's ferm.
"Ye dinna tell me he gies ye noucht to mainteen the cratur upo?" "I tell ye naething, sir. He never even kenned there was a bairn!" "Hoot, toot! ye canna be sae semple! It's no poassible ye never loot him ken!" "'Deed no; I was ower sair ashamit! Ye see it was a' my wyte! and it was naebody's business!
They're fine heumblin things, a body's feet! But, eh, it'll be fine wantin them! 'Whaur on earth gat ye sic notions aboot yer feet? Guid kens there's naething amiss wi' yer feet! Nouther o' ye hes ony rizzon to be ashamit o' yer feet. The fac is, your feet's by ordinar sma', Steenie, and can add but unco little to yer weicht! 'It's a' 'at ye ken, mother! answered Steenie with a smile.
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