United States or Lithuania ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
When the grandeur of that had sunk in he went on to other incredibilities. Presently he began to chuckle. "There's a bit notice on the gate that nae dogs are admittet, but Bobby's sleepit on Auld Jock's grave ane twa three fower nichts, an' the gairdener doesna ken it, ava. He's a canny beastie." "Ay, he is. Folk wull be comin' frae miles aroond juist to leuk at thesperity bit.
Once they lived in a very dark and dirty and crowded tenement, quite as bad as some that were torn down in the Cowgate and the Grassmarket." "It mak's ye fecht ane anither," said one laddie, soberly. "Gin they had a sonsie doggie like Bobby to lo'e, an' an auld kirkyaird wi' posies an' birdies to leuk into, they wadna fecht sae muckle." "I'm very sure of that.
"An' gien the markis daur to cross me in 't," said Malcolm at last, as he ended, "lat him leuk till himsel', for it's no at a buffet or twa I wad stick, gien the puir laird was intill 't."
"There is a county poorhouse, mother, but it doesn't happen to be located in this city, and they won't take in anybody there that hasn't been a resident of the county for a certain time." "Aweel! there's plenty o' kirks, though ye never darken the door o' ane. Do they no' leuk efter their ain puir folk?" "Yes; but after nobody else's.
But I have a grandfather who loves me dearly as I love him." Some impulse brought her forward, and she took both my hands in her own. "Ye'll forgive an auld woman, sir," she said, with a dignity that matched her son's, "but ye're sae young, an' ye hae sic a leuk in yere bonny gray e'e that I ken yell aye be a true friend o' John's.
"If ta poy will pe a Stewart," he went on, heedless of the indifference of her remark, "who'll pe knowing put he'll may pe of ta plood royal!" "There didna leuk to be muckle royalty aboot auld John, honest man, wha cudna rule a wife, though he had but ane!" returned Miss Horn. "If you 'll please, mem, ton't you'll pe too sherp on ta poor man whose wife will not pe ta coot wife.
The boundary rider shook his head. "Noa," he replied dogmatically. "Climate plays ole Goozeb'ry wi' heverythink hout 'ere. C'lonians bea n't got noo chest, n' mo'n a greyhound." And he placed his hand on his own abdomen to emphasise his teaching. "W'y leuk at 'er; leuk at 'ee ze'f; leuk at 'e 'oss, ev'n. Ees, zhure; an' Roddy'll be jis' sich anutheh.
A'body said she had sic a hauchty leuk as was never seen on human face afore; an' for freen'ly luik, she had nane for leevin' cratur, 'cep' it was her ain father, or her ain horse 'at she rade upo'. Her mither was deid.
For Mr Malison had returned to his seat and had laid his head down on the desk, evidently to hide his emotion. "Haud yer tongue, Curly. Dinna leuk at him," returned Alec. "He's sorry for poor Truffey." Every one behaved to the master that day with marked respect. And from that day forward Truffey was in universal favour. Let me once more assert that Mr Malison was not a bad man.
We stood awhile together to see how jocund day ran hither and thither along the mountain-tops, until the light was all abroad, and then silently turned downward, as one goes from a mount of devotion In order to make the pass of the Gemmi, it is necessary to go through the Baths of Leuk.
Word Of The Day