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And when the Laird approached him to know if he were "staying on" as term-time approached, the bargain became more difficult to strike.
However, to show her unconscionable spouse that she was resolved to hold fast her integrity, she kneeled down and prayed in terms so potent that she deemed she was sure of making an impression on him. She did so; for in a short time the laird began to utter a response so fervent that she was utterly astounded, and fairly driven from the chain of her orisons.
When he was satisfied on this point, had pocketed his money, and had signed a receipt, he addressed David with some little hesitation, "Jeanie wad be writing ye something, gudeman?" "About the siller?" replied David "Nae doubt, she did." "And did she say nae mair about me?" asked the Laird. And so indeed it was, but not to that point which he wished or expected.
We were advised by some persons here to visit Rasay, in our way to Dunvegan, the seat of the Laird of Macleod. Being informed that the Rev. Mr.
Only three of all on board had been rescued, and they had been taken to the Keep for succor and rest. The laird hastened home. He had not felt as young for many years. The struggle, though one of life and death, had not wearied him like a day's toil at the works, for it had been a struggle to which the soul had girded itself gladly, and helped and borne with it the mortal body.
'Ay, and the young Laird of Hazlewood rides hame half the road wi' her after sermon, said one of the gossips in company. 'I wonder how auld Hazlewood likes that. 'I kenna how he may like it now, answered another of the tea- drinkers; 'but the day has been when Ellangowan wad hae liked as little to see his daughter taking up with their son.
What passed during the visit I have never heard; but it would doubtless not be very agreeable to Ebenezer, for when the Advocate came forth again his face was dark. "I think you will soon be the laird indeed, Mr. Davie," says he, turning half about with the one foot in the stirrup.
All hail Dalblair! hail to thee, Laird of Auchinleck! We got to Fores at night, and found an admirable inn, in which Dr Johnson was pleased to meet with a landlord who styled himself 'Wine-Cooper, from London'. Friday, 27th August It was dark when we came to Fores last night; so we did not see what is called King Duncan's monument. I shall now mark some gleanings of Dr Johnson's conversation.
For some moments she stayed so, with hidden face, unmoving against the bole of the tree, like a relief done of old by some wonderful artist. The laird of Glenfernie, watching her, felt, such was his passion, the whole of earth and sky, the whole of time, draw to just this point, hang on just her movement and her word. "Elspeth!" he cried at last. "Elspeth!"
Stewart, it must be admitted, was no gentleman. Starting with a generous handicap, as the younger son of a wealthy and aristocratic Scottish laird, he had, during a Colonial race of forty years, daily committed himself by actions which shut him out from the fine old title. He was in the gall of altruism, and in the bond of democracy.
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