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Here's tae them, they were good while they lasted," and the unholy wretch smacked his lips as though he relished the memory more than the drink. "Sanny McNeilage, they ca' me. I've seen what I've seen and what ye'll never see I've seen the decks red for a week and all hands drunk;" and then he turned to me, and his face shone with kindliness, "Are ye any man wi' a cutlass, my lad?"
"And a gude quittance it was, I thought, with a bonny bairn and twenty guineas on my side, and nothing on the other but maybe a father's anger and salt tears, besides the wrath of God against those who forsake their children. So with thankfulness enough I carried away my bundle; and ye'll guess that Henney Hislop is now the young woman of fifteen who was then that child of a day."
The wagon turned into a corral, close to a tumble-down shanty, and as Rankin rode up to the opening the children were just disappearing in at the door, while the woman slowly and painfully climbed down over the wheel. Rumpety stood by, jeering at her slow progress. "Come, horry a little, me foine lady," Rankin heard him say. "Horry, or I'll come and give ye a lift ye'll not thank me for!"
"Na, Margaret; I hope better things," said the other; "and ye maun strive to hope for better things too. Though ye mayna be sae stout through the winter, when the warm weather comes in ye'll gather strength again; and, if ance ye had yer fit on a May gowan, ye'll be as hale and hearty as the best o' us."
I've had trouble enough this night as it is " "That ain't the idea at all, cap'n," said Harris, entirely out of patience. "Ye've had trouble already, and all over this, and ye'll have more of it, and ye can't avoid it. We got some pretty fancy passengers aboard, and I'll bet my shirt the parson and Mr.
'Goin' t' heaven, I ventured to say presently an answer that gave rise to conflicting emotions at the table. 'That's right, said Uncle Eb, turning to me and patting my head. 'We're on the road t' heaven, I hope, an' ye'll see it someday, sartin sure, if ye keep in the straight road and be a good boy. After dinner the good woman took off my clothes and put me in bed while she mended them.
He stared at them all dumbly, and they cried at him the more, one woman shaking him by the shoulder. "Look here, shut up, all of you!" said the proprietor; "let the boy do his business first. Ye'll put it all out of his head. What d'ye want, Pete?" The dwarf drew a list out of his pocket and handed it to the grocer upon which the bystanders all fell upon him again.
And now, gudeman, an ever ye wish him weel, ye maun ride down to Portanferry, and let nae grass grow at the nag's heels; and if ye find him in confinement, ye maun stay beside him night and day for a day or twa, for he'll want friends that hae baith heart and hand; and if ye neglect this ye'll never rue but ance, for it will be for a' your life."
And so I should like to call my baby Olive, for the sake of the beautiful angel. It may be foolish but 'tis a fancy of mine. Olive Rothesay! It sounds well, and Olive Rothesay she shall be." "Amen; and may she be an angel to ye a' her days. And ye'll mind o' the blessed dream, and love her evermair.
At that Scaurdale leant over his saddle. "Ye'll never be in want if ye knock at my door, so long as the mortar holds the stanes thegither." "Good night to you, Sir Churchman; I'm in nae swither whether I would change places wi' ye the night, but weemen are daft craturs, poor things, and I've had my day."
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