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Updated: June 27, 2025
There isna a hussy now on this side of thirty that you can bring within your doors, but there will be chields writer-lads, prentice-lads, and what not coming traiking after them for their destruction, and discrediting ane's honest house into the bargain I hae nae patience wi' them." "Hout, neighbour," said Mrs.
The doctor was silent. This girl was good, then, as well as beautiful. "Are you his only child?" he asked: "have you no brothers or sisters?" "I've nae brothers, but I've twa sisters." "And what do they do?" "The ane's married, and, the ither bides at name like me, except when she's awa'." "She can't be so beautiful as you?"
But deil o' sic a story as yours, wi' glamour and dead folk and losing ane's gate, I ever heard out o' the tale-books! But whisht, I hear the keeper coming. Mac-Guffog accordingly interrupted their discourse by the harsh harmony of the bolts and bars, and showed his bloated visage at the opening door. 'Come, Mr.
"Na, na, there was nae need wi' a commissariat weel provided for voluntary. Auld Dugald brought in his twa kain hens yesterday; ane's on the bank and the cauld corp o' the ither o' them's in the pantry. There's the end o' a hench o' venison frae Strathlachlan, and twa oors syne, when the tide was oot, there was beef padovies and stoved how-to wdies, but I gied them to twa gaun-aboot bodies."
To quote once more the oracular words of the Ettrick orator and poet, "Ane gets tired o' that eternal soun' Blackwood's Magazeen, Blackwood's Magazeen dinnin' in ane's lugs, day and nicht!" So vast and so varied I suppose to be the commercial relations of Reprint & Co., and such, beyond a doubt, is Maga's empire in America. No more by this steamer.
"What wud there be to hear aboot that?" says I. "Oor ane's juist the very same; he's near-hand aye late." "Wha?" says Sandy, wi' a winderin' look in his e'e. "Oor postie!" says I; "he's aye late. You'll of'en hear his whistle i' the street when it's efter ten o'clock at nicht."
But deil o' sic a story as yours, wi' glamour and dead folk and losing ane's gate, I ever heard out o' the tale-books! But whisht, I hear the keeper coming." Mac-Guffog accordingly interrupted their discourse by the harsh harmony of the bolts and bars, and showed his bloated visage at the opening door. "Come, Mr.
You must be drunk or mad; and if there is any truth in your news, is it a singing matter, you scoundrel?" "Drunk or mad? nae doubt," replied Andrew, dauntlessly; "ane's aye drunk or mad if he tells what grit folks dinna like to hear Sing? Od, the clans will make us sing on the wrang side o' our mouth, if we are sae drunk or mad as to bide their coming."
Robert seized the opportunity of turning away and entering the house. 'That ane's no to be droont or brunt aither, said Lumley, as he disappeared. 'He'll no be hang't for closin' your mou', Mr. Lumley, said the shoemaker. Thereupon Lumley turned and followed Robert into the inn.
"Nae doubt, neighbour," he said, "it's a sair thing to hae to do wi' courts of law, unless it be to improve ane's knowledge and practique, by waiting on as a hearer; and touching this unhappy affair of Effie ye'll hae seen the dittay, doubtless?" He dragged out of his pocket a bundle of papers, and began to turn them over.
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