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"Fayther's there too," wailed Betty. "Oh, the Lord keep him, and bring him up safe." "Where's our Bill? oh, have you seen anything of our Bill?" shrieked another poor distracted mother. Then came crowds of men, with overlookers and policemen. Then a hasty consultation was held as to what must be done. "Who'll volunteer to go down with me and send the poor fellows up?" cries the overlooker.

"Well, mother," said John, "I'll do as you say. Betty's a good wench; she's given me many a kind word, and many a butter cake too, and I'd not like to see her fretting if I could help it." "There's a good lad," said his mother; "be off at once. Fayther's safe in the `George. It'll be pretty dark in the lane. You can go in at the back, and you're pretty sure to find Betty at home.

"Oh, mother, mother! it cannot be, it cannot be! he wouldn't leave us so! Oh, Sammul, Sammul, what must we do? It's the drink has done it fayther's drink has done it! I shall never see you, Sammul, any more! Mother," she suddenly added, dropping the apron which she had lifted to her streaming eyes, "where's fayther? Does he know?" "Yes; he knows well enough; he's off to your Uncle John's.

Jap Norris told us so on our way home from school." The father's kindly eyes rested upon them with an indulgent twinkle in their depths. "Waal, naow, if there's a bit o' news in this hull taown thet you younkers don't pick up, I'd like to find it! Yes, ef Jap Norris said so, I s'pose it's true; he oughter know, bein' as his fayther's the cap'n.

I've prayed, and fayther's prayed too, scores of times; and he's had more faith nor me though we've both begun to lose heart but we've never forgot ye, Sammul. Oh, I shall be happy now. "And he's a total abstainer," said Samuel, "and, he humbly hopes, a gradely Christian." "Oh, that's best, that's best of all," cried his sister, again throwing her arms around him.

"David," he said, "I was very cross. I did not like that woman in your home. She spoils my memory of it." "She is my fayther's sister, sir." "Forgive me, David. Let us speak of other things. You have found comfortable lodgings, I hope?" "Ay, sir. Willie Buchan's third cousin married a Glasgow baker, who has a gude place in the Candleriggs Street.

Allan put down the papers in his hand, and listened like one entranced. "It's just Maggie, and I'm mair astonished at her. She hasna sung a word since fayther's death. What for is she singing the noo? It's no kind o' her, and me wi' yoursel' and the books;" said David very fretfully; for he did not like to be interrupted in his recitations. "Hush! hush!

"You might have plenty to spare if you'd a mind," said her mother, gloomily. "No, mother; all fayther's brass, and all my brass too, 'll have to go to pay old debts for many a long week to come." "Ah, but you might have as much brass as you liked, if you'd only go the right way to work." "As much brass as I like. I can't tell what you mean, mother; you must be dreaming, I think."

I hae keepit the house since I was seventeen years auld, and I'm no needing help frae onybody." "Then whatna for was I brought here, frae my ain bit o' heather roof? It will ill set you to put your fayther's auldest sister under your thumb. Folks will talk ill o' you." "They will talk as they like to talk, and it's mair often ill than gude. But the house is mine, and I'll guide it yet.

"She will just bide where she is. It is her ain hame, and she is amang her ain folk." "Surely she will not live alone?" "Na, na, that wed gie occasion for ill tongues to set themsel's to wark. Aunt Janet Caird is coming to be company for her. She is fayther's sister, and no quite beyond the living wi'. I thocht o' taking the boat the morn, and going for her." "Where to?"