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I might be mista'en but he like gave a sort of a whistle, and I saw a bit of a smile on his face; and he said, "Oh, it's all stuff! You've been among the Methodists, my good woman." But I telled him I'd never been near the Methodies. And then he said, "Well," says he, "you must come to church, where you'll hear the Scriptures properly explained, instead of sitting poring over your Bible at home."
Sal, I would think little o' the Lord if He needed to create a new sea to drown one man in. Nanny, yon cuttie, that's no swearing; I defy you to find a single lonely oath in what I've said." "Never mind Effie McBean," I interposed. "What are the congregation saying about the minister's absence?" "We ken little except what Effie telled us," Nanny answered.
"I telled that ye was to stay to-night with a girl below the ragged rocks, and she didn't give a dum. She air only a workin' girl; she ain't yer own flesh and blood." "And the baby, Tessibel? May I see my baby?" "Nope, not to-night." "Please, Tessibel! Please! Are his eyes grey, and has he dark hair on his head?"
A few moments of silence and he looked up innocently, saying with the brightest smile: "It's all gone now. Papa telled the good Jamie to tome home," he explained to the girls, "and here he is, papa," he added, holding up his sweet mouth for a kiss. "How beautiful is a child's faith," exclaimed Kate, after the little fellow had gone out to play again.
But dar! my ha'r is as good as new, dough it has had enough to turn it gray on a suddint in dis las' hour! Well, laws! I do think as Marse Ishmael Worth mus' be somefin of a prophet, as well as a good deal of a lawyer! He telled me to watch ober de peace and honor of Lady Vincent. Yes, dem was his berry words peace and honor. Well, laws! little did I think how much dey would want watching ober.
Theresa; "but did old Eden go up the chimney himself after the boy, wig and all? "Why, ma'am," said Christopher, with a look of great delight, "that was all as one, as the very 'dentical words I put to the boy myself, when he telled me his story.
'It were Willie Coulson as telled me, as solemn and serious as one man can speak to another; and he said it weren't the first nor the last time as he had made his own game with young women. 'And how dare yo' come here to me wi' yo'r backbiting tales? said Sylvia, shivering all over with passion. Philip tried to keep calm, and to explain.
Philip went on, still graver than before, boldly continuing to say what he knew would be discordant to the family he loved so well. 'I should ha' telled yo' all about it; I thought on it just as a bit o' news; I'd niver thought on such a thing as uncle there having been in it, and I'm main sorry to hear on it, I am. 'Why? said Sylvia, breathlessly. 'It's niver a thing to be sorry on.
"Nay, nay, I'll hold no tongue," cried Mother Warboys. "He's a wicked man-witch, and allays doing evil and making charms." "Shot me with a big gun, granny." "Hold thy tongue, boy. It's come to him at last it's come to him at last. I always telled ye that he was a bad, wicked one. Now he's punished." "Oh dear me! I cannot put up with this," muttered the Vicar.
Was it no provoking? Onybody can turn up Genesis, but it needs an able-bodied man to find Ezra." "He preached on the Fall," Elspeth said, "for an hour and twenty- five minutes, but powerful though he was I would rather he had telled us what made him gie the go-by to Ezra." "All I can say," said Waster Lunny, "is that I never heard him mair awe-inspiring. Whaur has he got sic a knowledge of women?
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