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Saddletree, he might be in a lying-in hospital, and ne'er find out what the women cam there for. Sae I could see little or naething o' her, or I wad hae had the truth o' her situation out o' her, I'se warrant ye But we a' think her sister maun be able to speak something to clear her."
It came in a letter about a foolish bill of exchange that the man wanted me to renew for him. I wish ye wad see about it, Mrs. Saddletree." Honest Mrs. Saddletree had hitherto been so sincerely distressed about the situation of her unfortunate prote'ge'e, that she had suffered her husband to proceed in his own way, without attending to what he was saying.
"Is all over?" asked Jeanie, with lips and cheeks as pale as ashes, "and is there nae hope for her?" "Nane, or next to nane," said Mrs. Saddletree; "I heard the Judge-carle say it with my ain ears It was a burning shame to see sae mony o' them set up yonder in their red gowns and black gowns, and to take the life o' a bit senseless lassie.
Saddletree, looking toward her husband; "there's whiles we lose patience in spite of baith book and Bible But ye are no gaun awa, and looking sae poorly ye'll stay and take some kale wi' us?" Mr. But the teacher declined all entreaty, and took his leave upon the spot. "There's something in a' this," said Mrs. Saddletree, looking after him as he walked up the street; "I wonder what makes Mr.
"But ye'll be back belive?" said Mrs. Saddletree, detaining her; "they winna let ye stay yonder, hinny." "But I maun gang to St. Leonard's there's muckle to be dune, and little time to do it in And I have friends to speak to God bless you take care of my father." She had reached the door of the apartment, when, suddenly turning, she came back, and knelt down by the bedside.
"Yes no I do not know," answered the young man vaguely. But Mrs. Saddletree kept him to point, partly out of real interest, partly from curiosity. "Ye dinna ken whether ye are to get the free scule o' Dumfries or no, after hinging on and teaching it a' the simmer?" "No, Mrs. Saddletree I am not to have it," replied Butler, more collectedly.
Saddletree," said Bartoline, with an air of consequence, "dinna deave me wi' your nonsense; I was under the necessity of being elsewhere non omnia as Mr. Crossmyloof said, when he was called by two macers at once non omnia possumus pessimus possimis I ken our law-latin offends Mr. Butler's ears, but it means, Naebody, an it were the Lord President himsell, can do twa turns at ance."
He rose from his seat, stumped slowly across the room, and, coming close up to Saddletree's ear, said in a tremulous anxious voice, "Will will siller do naething for them, Mr. Saddletree?" "Umph!" said Saddletree, looking grave, "siller will certainly do it in the Parliament House, if ony thing can do it; but where's the siller to come frae? Mr. Deans, ye see, will do naething; and though Mrs.
"Sinfu', shamefu', heaven-daring times!" answered Deans, in a lower and more subdued tone. "For my part," continued Saddletree, swelling with importance, "what between the distress of my friends, and my poor auld country, ony wit that ever I had may be said to have abandoned me, sae that I sometimes think myself as ignorant as if I were inter rusticos.
Saddletree," replied Mr. Butler; "for our Scottish advocates are an aristocratic race. Their brass is of the right Corinthian quality, and Non cuivis contigit adire Corinthum Aha, Mr. Saddletree?" "And aha, Mr.
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