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'Dod! they'll hae to gie that wife a hell til hersel! said David, turning to the door discomfited. 'And maybe she'll no like it whan she hes't! returned his wife, who had heard every word. 'There's fowk 'at's no fit company for onybody! and I'm thinkin she's ane gien there bena anither! 'I'll sen' Jeamie hame wi' the powny the nicht, said David. 'A body canna insist whaur fowk are no frien's.
Do you ken what is the chief end of man?" "Dod, and I do," answered Jock. "You let me spier the questions." "No," answered Jean firmly. "I'll spier them first myself." "You're thinking I can't answer," said Jock. "I'll fool you." He stood up as straight as a whole row of soldiers and fired off the answer all in one breath.
"But our blessed early bishops said, 'Why should the devil have all the accommodations? and when once the Church got its foot in there wasn't much room for him. But a few pagans there are here to this day in better company than they ever kept above ground," remarked Brother Eusebius. "Can you tell them apart?" asked Mr. Dod, "the Christians and the Pagans?"
He stared and snorted and trembled. When he felt his mate spring forward in the traces he went with him, ready to do anything in order to get away from that heaving, swaying thing which was coming toward them. "Whoa, ye pesky fools! Whoa, dod rot ye!" Uncle Enoch, wakened from the half doze which he had been taking on the wagon-seat, now began to saw on the lines.
He sprang forward with wonderful agility and seized the professor's long legs just as the man of science was being pulled over the rail into space by the great albatross. "Let go, dod gast you!" he bellowed, jerking the lasso out of the professor's hands, while the albatross went flapping off, a long streamer of rope hanging from its neck. "I've lost my albatross," wailed the scientist.
Little Mamie, who had been an attentive listener, now endeavored to console her mother. "Mamma," she said, "you read me from the Bible the other day, that Dod cared for the dood man, and sent the raven to feed him. And you taid He would send His angel to care for me if I was a dood dirl. Will not Dod care for papa and Eddie?" Mrs.
Gin daylicht brook, Dauvid an' me had gotten the twa o' them akinda into order, and Sandy was able to open the shop. He had an awfu' ruggin' an' tuggin' afore he cud get the door to open; an' he cam' into me an' says, "Dod, Bawbie, I think the hoose has gotten a terriple thraw. The shop door 'ill nether go back nor forrit!" I gaed oot to see what was ado.
"And now by your leave, my dawties," said he, "this is a' very bonny; but Alan Breck'll be a wee thing nearer to the gallows than he's caring for; and Dod! I think this is a grand place to be leaving." The word recalled us to some wisdom.
"You're in a boat, deary; but you needn't be afraid; our boat is safe enough." "I ain't afraid; Dod is tatin' tare of me," said the child, with a little sigh. Mrs.
"Dod," said Jock Howieson, with much native shrewdness, "aifter all his palaver it's naething but anither confounded exercise," for that worthy had suffered much through impositions, and had never been able to connect one sentence with another in an intelligent manner. "The Dowbiggins can go if they want, and they're welcome to the books.
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