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Blattergowl, a'thegither, it passes my judgment." * Pousowdie, Miscellaneous mess. "Truly, Miss Griselda," replied the divine, "Monkbarns was inconsiderate. He should have taen a day to see the invitation, as they do wi' the titular's condescendence in the process of valuation and sale.
"Father o' lichts!" he murmured once and again, but making wild gestures, as if warding off blows. Miss Horn took him gently by the hand. The moment he felt her touch, his face grew calm, and he submitted at once to be led back to bed. She wants a grip o' 'm for some ill rizzon or ither to lock him up in a madhoose, maybe, as the villains said, or 'deed, maybe, to mak awa' wi' him a'thegither."
The verra cupples'll be rottit awa' or lang." "Weel that's verra rizzonable, nae doobt, gin a' be as ye say." "Be as I say, Robert Bruce?" "Ay, ay; ye see ye're nae a'thegither like ither fowk. I dinna mean ony offence, ye ken, Tibbie; but ye haena the sicht o' yer een." "Maybe I haena the feelin' o' my auld banes, aither, Maister Bruce!
But, though it's natural aneugh for young lasses to like to get husbands, and natural aneugh, too, for their mithers to like to see them weel married, I would ten times owre see our Jenny live and dee without a man a'thegither, rather than see her married to the best man on earth, if her marriage were to gie you real vexation, or be the means o' shortenin your days."
"But hoo's a body to ken whether she be ane o' the elec'?" she said, quaking. "That's a hard maitter. It's no needfu' to ken't aforehan'. Jist lat that alane i' the mean time." "But I canna lat it alane. It's no for mysel' aither a'thegither. Could ye lat it alane, Thomas?" This home-thrust prevented any questioning about the second clause of her answer. And Thomas dearly loved plain dealing.
'I trust it's the glory o' God, laddie. 'I houp that's no a'thegither wantin', grannie. For I love God wi' a' my hert. But I doobt it's aftener the savin' o' my earthly father nor the glory o' my heavenly ane that I'm thinkin' o'. Mrs. Falconer heaved a deep sigh. 'God grant ye success, Robert, she said. 'But that canna be richt. 'What canna be richt?
He played upo' the bagpipes, an' the flute, an' the bugle, an' I kenna what a'; but a'thegither they cam' na within sicht o' his father upo' the auld fiddle. Lat's hae a luik at her. He took the instrument in his hands reverently, turned it over and over, and said,
"An' what cam o' Esau, sir?" asked a pale faced maiden with blue eyes. "He wasna an ill kin' o' a chield was he, sir?" Ye see he had a guid hert, but was a duller kin' o' cratur a'thegither, and cared for naething he could na see or hanle. He never thoucht muckle aboot God at a'. Jacob was anither sort a poet kin' o' a man, but a sneck drawin' cratur for a' that.
And now a shopkeeper has filled his window with royal Stuart tartans, and I am instantly a Jacobite. 'The Highland clans wi' sword in hand, Frae John o' Groat's to Airly, Hae to a man declar'd to stand Or fa' wi' Royal Charlie. 'Come through the heather, around him gather, Come Ronald, come Donald, come a'thegither, And crown your rightfu' lawfu' king, For wha'll be king but Charlie?
"I doobt, Mr Cupples, ye haena come unner the pooer o' grace yet." Na, thank ye. I dinna want to come unner a pour o' creysh. It wad blaud me a'thegither. Is that the gait ye baptize i' your conventicle?" "There's nane sae deif's them 'at winna hear, Mr Cupples," said Bruce. "I mean�-ye're no convertit yet." "Na. I'm no convertit. 'Deed no. I wadna like to be convertit.
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