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He wore a dark-blue cloth coat with wide flaps, and the immense white neckerchief on which John Bairdieson weekly expended all his sailor laundry craft. His face was like his son's, as clear-cut and statuesque, though larger and broader in frame and mould. There was, however, a coldness about the eye and a downward compression of the lips, which speaks the man of narrow though fervid enthusiasms.
"John Bairdieson is an ungallant man. It'll be from him that ye learned to rin awa'," retorted the old lady. "Grandmother," interrupted Winsome, who had suffered quite enough from this, "Master Peden has come to see you, and to ask how you find yourself to-day."
Sederunt, the Reverend Gilbert Peden, moderator, minister of the true kirk of God in Scotland, commonly called the Marrow Kirk, in which place the synod for the time being was assembled; the Reverend Allan Welsh, minister of the Marrow kirk in Dullarg, clerk of the synod; John Bairdieson, synod's officer.
An' what for didna Maister Welsh or you write to say ye war comin'? An' whaur's a' the buiks an' the gear?" continued John Bairdieson. "I have walked all the way, John," said Ralph. "I quarrelled with the minister, and he turned me to the door." "Dear sirce!" said John anxiously, "was't ill-doing or unsound doctrine?" "Mr. Welsh said that he could not company with unbelievers."
Here he sat for a long season in deep and solemn thought. "I'll do it!" he said at last. It was near the time when the minister usually came to enter into his vestry, there to prepare himself by meditation and prayer for the services of the sanctuary. John Bairdieson posted himself on the top step of the stairs which led from the street, to wait for him.
"Be merciful, oh, be merciful!" he cried; "let not the Philistines rejoice, nor the daughter of the uncircumcised triumph. Let be! let be! Say that ye dinna mean it! Oh, say ye dinna mean it! Tak' it back tak' it a' back!" There was the silence of death between the two men, who stood lowering at each other. John Bairdieson turned and ran down the stairs.
The meeting now broke up, and John Bairdieson went to reprove Margate Truepenny for knocking with her crutch on the door of the house of God on the Sabbath morning. "D'ye think," he said, "that the fowk knockit wi' their staves on the door o' the temple in Jerusalem?" The morning service was past.
"I hardly know what to tell you first," said Ralph, hesitatingly. "Hoot, tell me gin your faither and you bide thegither withoot ony woman body, did I no hear that yince; is that the case na?" demanded the lady of Craig Ronald with astonishing directness. "It is true enough," said Ralph, smiling, "but then we have with us my father's old Minister's Man, John Bairdieson.
If there be no sign, John says, 'The minister's no in, mem, an' I could not say for certain when he wull be! Once my father came out and caught him in the act, and when he charged John with telling a deliberate lie to a lady, John replied, 'A'weel, it'll tak' a lang while afore we mak' up for the aipple!" It is believed that John Bairdieson here refers to Eve's fatal gift to Adam.
If, at the close, you meet me as man to man, and, as a father, ask me the reasons of my conduct, some particulars of which I do not now seek to defend, I shall be prepared to satisfy you." "We are not here convened," said the moderator, "to bandy compliments, but to do justice " "And to love mercy," interjected John Bairdieson through the keyhole.
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