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"O, Heaven help me!" exclaimed poor Effie "My poor father my dear Jeanie O, that's sairest to bide of a'! O, sir, if you hae ony kindness if ye hae ony touch of compassion for a' the folk I see here are as hard as the wa'-stanes If ye wad but bid them let my sister Jeanie in the next time she ca's! for when I hear them put her awa frae the door, and canna climb up to that high window to see sae muckle as her gown-tail, it's like to pit me out o' my judgment."
A gude tale's no the waur o' being twice tauld, I trow; and a body has aye the better chance to understand it. Every body's no sae gleg at the uptake as ye are yoursell, mither." "O, my dear Cuddie, this is the sairest distress of a'," said the anxious mother "O, how aften have I shown ye the difference between a pure evangelical doctrine, and ane that's corrupt wi' human inventions?
"An' what wad ye ca' the best use, father?" "Whatever maks o' a man a neebour. A true life efter God's notion is the sairest bash to Sawtan. To gie yer siller to ither fowk to spread is to jink the wark laid oot for ye. I' the meantime hadna ye better beery yer deid again? They maun lie i' the dark, like human sowls, till they're broucht to du the deeds o' licht."
A gude tale's no the waur o' being twice tauld, I trow; and a body has aye the better chance to understand it. Every body's no sae gleg at the uptake as ye are yoursell, mither." "O, my dear Cuddie, this is the sairest distress of a'," said the anxious mother "O, how aften have I shown ye the difference between a pure evangelical doctrine, and ane that's corrupt wi' human inventions?
But she should never see Jeanie ony mair, and that was the thought that gave her the sairest heart of a' that had come and gane yet. On her bended knees would she pray for Jeanie night and day, baith for what she had done, and what she had scorned to do, in her behalf; for what a thought would it have been to her at that moment o' time, if that upright creature had made a fault to save her!
"O, Heaven help me!" exclaimed poor Effie "My poor father my dear Jeanie O, that's sairest to bide of a'! O, sir, if you hae ony kindness if ye hae ony touch of compassion for a' the folk I see here are as hard as the wa'-stanes If ye wad but bid them let my sister Jeanie in the next time she ca's! for when I hear them put her awa frae the door, and canna climb up to that high window to see sae muckle as her gown-tail, it's like to pit me out o' my judgment."
But she should never see Jeanie ony mair, and that was the thought that gave her the sairest heart of a' that had come and gane yet. On her bended knees would she pray for Jeanie night and day, baith for what she had done, and what she had scorned to do, in her behalf; for what a thought would it have been to her at that moment o' time, if that upright creature had made a fault to save her!
Is his health so much deranged?" "Ay, and his affairs an' a'. The creditors have entered into possession o' the estate, and it's for sale. And some that made the maist o' him, they're sairest on him now. I've a sma' matter due mysell, but I'd rather have lost it than gane to turn the auld man out of his house, and him just dying."
"That's true, mem, an' it canna be I sud ever forget yon face ye shawed me i' the coffin, the bonniest, sairest sicht I ever saw," returned Malcolm, with a quaver in his voice. "But what for cairry yer thouchts to the deid face o' her? Ye kent the leevin' ane weel," objected Miss Horn. "That's true, mem; but the deid face maist blottit the leevin' oot o' my brain." "I'm sorry for that.
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