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Updated: June 4, 2025
Say nev' did know if WAS a name fer him 'tall. So I'z spen' the evenin' at 'at lady's house, Fanny, what used to be cook fer Miz Johnson, nex' do' you' maw's; an' I ast Fanny what am I go'n' a do about it, an' Fanny say, 'Call him Clematis, she say. ''At's a nice name! she say. 'Clematis. So 'at's name I name him, Clematis. Call him Clem fer short, but Clematis his real name.
Her bannocks is so superior 'at a Tilliedrum woman took to her bed after tastin' them, an' when the lawyer has company his wife gets Jess to mak some bannocks for her an' syne pretends they're her ain bakin'. Ay, there's a story aboot that. One day the auld doctor, him 'at's deid, was at his tea at the lawyer's, an' says the guidwife, 'Try the cakes, Mr.
I don't know what I ought to do with her. She went to the spring round-up this year an' slept in a Navajo right outdoors. She wants to go bear huntin' or anything else 'at's wild an' dis-accordin' to her nature. What on earth am I goin' to do with her?" "You ought to have children to play with her.
"It's been an awfu' happy time," said Jess. "We've ha'en a pleasantness in oor lives 'at comes to few. I ken naebody 'at's ha'en sae muckle happiness one wy or another." "It's because ye're sae guid, mother," said Jamie. "Na, Jamie, am no guid ava. It's because my fowk's been sae guid, you an' Hendry an' Leeby an' Joey when he was livin'. I've got a lot mair than my deserts."
Rouch wark maks the han's rouch, and rouch words maks the hert rouch." "The haill country-side 'ill be gratefu' to ye, Aggie. Ye'll lat me come an' see ye whiles?" "Nane sae welcome," answered Aggie. "But wull ye be bidin' on, noo 'at ye haena him 'at's gane? Winna ye be gaein' awa', to write buiks, an' gar fowk fin' oot what's the maitter wi' them?"
Oh, Uncle Billy, I can't do that, I can't!" He looked up beseechingly into the man's face. Something that he saw there pain, disappointment, affection, something, inspired him with fresh courage, and he started to his feet and dashed the tears from his eyes. "Yes, I can do it too!" he exclaimed. "I can do anything 'at's right, an' that's right. I won't wait; I'll go now."
Come move off a trifle; you smell like a stable; what have you been at?" "It was the Vernal Equinox." 'At's all right. What's other one?" "The transit of Venus. No matter. Las' one dropped something." "Ah, indeed! Good luck! Good news! Quick what is it?" It'll pay." No more votes were taken for four-and-twenty hours.
Ah, childer! that's t' last o' t' old stock for ye and Mr. St. John is like of different soart to them 'at's gone; for all your mother wor mich i' your way, and a'most as book-learned. She wor the pictur' o' ye, Mary: Diana is more like your father." Both were fair complexioned and slenderly made; both possessed faces full of distinction and intelligence.
This dreadful thing raised itself upon its elbows and looked at them, and there followed a motionless moment a tableau of brief duration, for both boys turned and would have fled, shrieking, but the body spoke: "'At's a nice business!" it said reproachfully. "Nice business! Tryin' blow a man's head off!" Penrod was unable to speak, but Sam managed to summon the tremulous semblance of a voice.
But not the slightest motion of her hand lying in Alec's, indicated reluctance, as he led her into the shop, and right up to the wrathful man, saying: "Peter Whaup, here's a lassie 'at's 'maist frozen to deid wi' cauld. Will ye tak' her in and lat her stan' by your ingle-neuk, and warm hersel'?" "I'll do that, Alec. Come in by, my bairn. What ca' they ye?" "Annie Anderson." "Ow, ay!
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