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The record for this week proved an unusually favorable one; but he had more to add to this. "Miss Milly," he said, after she had expressed her pleasure at the progress he was making and at his standing in "conduct," "Miss Milly, I was real forgivin' an' like livin' up to the mark you sot us for doin' unto others, in school to-day.
And dinna ye think it'll be a' ower the toon lang or this!" "And hoo will ye meet it, mother?" "We maun tell yer father, and get him to quaiet the soutar! For her, we maun jist stap her mou wi' a bunch o' bank-notts!" "That wad jist mak it 'maist impossible for even her to forgie you or me aither ony langer!" "And wha's she to speyk o' forgivin!" The door opened, and Peter entered.
I don't hold wi' ladies no, nor passons neither not when it comes to meddlin' wi' your wittles, an' dictatin' to yer about forgivin' them as ha' got the better ov yer. That young lady there, what do she matter? That sort's allus gaddin' about? What'll she keer about us when she's got 'er fine husband? Here o' Saturday, gone o' Monday that's what she is. Now Jimmy Gedge, yer kin allus count on 'im.
And gien ever the minister should again preach thy word, may it be wi' the better comprehension, and the mair fervour; and to that en' gie him to un'erstan' the hicht and deepth and breid and len'th o' thy forgivin love. Thy name be gloryfeed! Amen!" "Na, na, I'll never preach again!" whispered James to the soutar, as they rose from their knees.
The way us Niggers was treated was awful. Marster would beat, knock, kick, kill. He done ever'thing he could 'cept eat us. We was worked to death. We worked all Sunday, all day, all night. He whipped us 'til some jus' lay down to die. It was a poor life. I knows it aint right to have hate in the heart, but, God Almighty! It's hard to be forgivin' when I think of old man Rankin.
"Now, father," proceeded Mave; "I know oh who knows better or so well what a good an' a kind an' a forgivin' heart you have; an' I know that even in spite of the feelin' that was, and maybe is, upon your mind against them, you'll grant me my wish in what I'm goin' to ask." "What is it then? let me hear it."
"'Which I might have conquered my native reluctance, says Billy, 'so to do, an' I even makes up my mind one night it's after I've got my grub, an' you-alls knows how plumb soft an' forgivin' that a- way a gent is when his stomach's full of grub to go up an' visit 'em a lot.
Natural-like, Uncle Samuel is willin' to welcome home all his prodigal sons, if he can get 'em back, and he's specially forgivin' considerin' that his army at the beginnin' of hostilities is just about one day's bait on a real war-like front. As for flyers, he hasn't got enough of 'em, trained, to do observation work for an energetic battery of heavies.
Sam puffed his pipe into a glow: "Believin', as I do, that the most important principle in law is mutually forgivin' and a square division o' spoils, I suggested a compromise.
"I wouldn't have thought it of you, old-timer," said he. "Frank," said the old man gently, "you don't understand. You don't know what I was figgerin' on." "I know this," retorted the Kid: "if it hadn't been for you, I wouldn't have to go to Butte alone!" "You've told her, then?" "Last night." "And I was right about the forgivin' business, son?" "Didn't I say she was going to Butte with me?