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"Mother, I have a pain in my heid," he would whimper, and she would condole with him and tell him she would keep him at home with her were it not for dread of her husband. She was quite sure he was ainything but strong, poor boy, and that the schooling was bad for him; for it was really remarkable how quickly the pain went if he was allowed to stay at home; why, he got better just directly!
Lammie, and lat's hear yer news. 'I cam frae Aberdeen last nicht, Mistress Faukner, he began. 'Ye haena been hame sin' syne? she rejoined. 'Na. I sleepit at The Boar's Heid. 'What for did ye that? What gart ye be at that expense, whan ye kent I had a bed i' the ga'le-room? 'Weel, ye see, they're auld frien's o' mine, and I like to gang to them whan I'm i' the gait o' 't.
"O thou of noble ancestors and agreeable disposition!" he said, humbly. "Teach me the true way." "Use the interlocking grup and keep the staunce a wee bit open and slow back, and dinna press or sway the heid and keep yer e'e on the ba'." "My which on the what?" said the King, bewildered.
"Then it's up to ye na to make it impossible for me to stay," said Dannie. "After this, I'll try to be carefu'. I've had no guard on my lips. I've said whatever came into my heid." The supper bell clanged sharply a second time. "That manes more Hivin on the Wabash," said Jimmy. "Wish I had a bracer before I face it." "How long has it been, Jimmy?" asked Dannie. "Etarnity!" replied Jimmy briefly.
"It's a queer turn up onyway. I juist hope it's a' richt. But I would see it afore ye spend it. I wis readin' a bit in the papers the ither day aboot a wumman who got word o' a fortune sent her, and went and got a' sorts o' braw claes and things ower the heid o't, and here it wis a' a begunk.
Ye see, mem, sin I cam frae Daurside, I hae been able to get a grip o' buiks 'at I cudna get up there; an' I hed been readin' Spenser's Fairy Queen the nicht afore, a' yon aboot the lady 'at pat on the airmour o' a man, an' foucht like a guid ane for the richt an' the trowth an' that hed putten 't i' my heid maybe; only whan I saw her, I kent her, an' her name wasna Britomart.
He's a braw Hoon an' A'm encouraged by the fine things that the baron said aboot ma poetry. Ech! A've got a graund vairse in ma heid for Mr. Muller's buryin'! Hae ye a seegair aboot ye, Captain Blackie? A' gave ma case to the Duke of Argyle an' he has no' retairned it." There arrived one day at the aerodrome a large packing-case addressed "Sergeant Tam."
Faith! she sat as straught as a rash, wi' jist a hing i' the heid o' her, like the heid o' a halm o' wild aits. 'My father wasna that ill till her than? suggested Robert. 'Wha ever daured say sic a thing? returned Mr. Lammie, but in a tone so far from satisfactory to Robert, that he inquired no more in that direction.
Thair is Chryst Jesus the King, and his kingdome the Kirk, whase subject King James the Saxt is, and of whase kingdome nocht a king nor a lord, nor a heid, bot a member!... And, Sir, when yie war in your swadling-cloutes, Chryst Jesus' rang friely in this land in spyt of all his enemies."
"If Andrew wanted to marry me," Dawtie went on, jealous for the divine liberty of her teacher, "which never cam intil's heid na, no ance the same bein' ta'en up wi' far ither things, it wouldna be because I was but a cotter lass that he wouldna tak his ain gait! But the morn's the Sabbath day, and we'll hae a walk thegither."
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