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Updated: June 18, 2025
Donald caught his breath as he stooped to read the lettering in the gathering dusk: "Mark the perfect man, and behold the upright, for the end of that man is peace." He gazed at it so long that Jessie put out her hand and touched his sleeve in silent sympathy. "Here is the other one, Don," she whispered. He started and turned. "Wee Andra and Sandy brought it down this morning. Mr.
She was, in fact, at her mother's cottage up on the green, where she was that moment employed in coercing her brother Andra to run on a message for her. "When she went out of the kitchen with Winsome's reply in her pocket she made it her first duty to read it. This there was no difficulty in doing, for opening letters was one of Jess's simplest accomplishments.
But, as the young man was of that class that rush in where angels fear to tread, he had given his views on predestination without any hesitancy and had gone off to the field leaving his father in a very bad humour. Wee Andra himself was particularly happy, for he took an unfilial delight in troubling his paternal relative.
With the fingers of one hand she made that slight swirl of the water which is supposed by expert "guddlers" to fascinate the trout, and to render them incapable of resisting the beckoning fingers. Andra watched breathlessly from the bank above. Ralph came nearer to see the issue.
Or perhaps, Andra added, in nature's long-term view the experiment might still be considered promising. He shook his head. The vine had learned peaceful ways that saved it from extinction, drawing its food quietly from the earth while further developing a mobility of sorts, but eventually an impasse would be reached when greater mobility would endanger nutrition.
There was both comfort and common sense in the use of teams of the greatest numerical strength consistent with efficiency, but the resources demanded by such teams limited the number that could be fielded at one time. Consequently, private voyages in small craft were not entirely uncommon among the hardy or the temporarily self-sufficient, such as he and Andra.
Ye micht speak till him to bite the dust!" And Andra, clothed in the garments of conscious rectitude, stood back to give the minister room to deliver his rebuke. The stern face of the minister relaxed. "Be off with you to school," he said; "I'll look in to see if you have got there in the afternoon." Andra and Dick scampered down the road, snatching their satchels as they ran.
It need not therefore surprise us in the least that when Dick Little came across the bridge he was greeted by Andra Kissock with the information that he was in the clutches of The Avenger of Blood, who, mounted upon a mettle steed with remarkably dirty feet, curveted across the road and held the pass. He was required to give up a "soda scone or his life."
It would be the first fruits in the olden times, Andra, and I will be thinking of Donal' an' Sandy an' the lads " "Ah, they're jist a scandalous pack!" cried the other, relieved at again being able to pour out his feelings upon something tangible. "Yon lad o' mine's the worst o' them a' wi' his singin' an' his dancin'. It's the blue beech gad they want, ivery one 'o' them.
They sang all the old favourites, and when they came to one they did not know, the minister sang it alone. He had a fine deep musical voice, and when he rendered the history of "The Walloping Window Blind," he was rewarded with a hearty and unanimous round of applause. Wee Andra quite fell in love with him, his diffidence entirely disappearing under the other's frank manner.
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