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Katherine bogh! My little bogh! My I'll bogh millish!" In the deep hours of the night, after Nancy had grumbled and sobbed herself to sleep by the side of the child, Pete got up from the sofa in the parlour and stole out of the house again. "She may come up with the morning tide," he told himself. "If she does, what matter about a lie, God forgive me? God help me, what matter about anything?"
Grannie held little Katherine up to him, and he controlled his face and looked at her. "There's not much amiss with the child," he said. "I knew it," shouted Pete. "But perhaps the mother is a little weak and nervous," he added quietly. "Coorse she is, the bogh," cried Pete. "Let her see more company," said the doctor. "She shall," said Pete. "If that doesn't do, send her away for awhile."
Wonderful handy with babies, though, and if anybody was wanting a nurse now a stepmother's breath is cold but Nancy! My gough, you daren't look over the hedge at her lammie but she's shouting fit for an earth wake. Stand nice, now, Kitty, stand nice, bogh! The woman's about right, too the lil one's legs are like bits of qualebone. 'Come, now, bogh, come?"
He put the stool in the fireplace and sat on it, shouting as he did so between a laugh and a cry, "Aw, Grannie, bogh Grannie, bogh! to think there's been half the world between us since I was sitting here before!" And Grannie herself, breaking down, said, "Wouldn't you like the tongs, boy? Give the boy the tongs, woman, just to say he's at home."
She heard him open the garden gate, clash it back, come up the path with an eager step, shut the door of the house and chain it on the inside. Then she heard his deep voice speaking below. "Better now, Mrs. Gorry?" "Aw, better, sir, yes, and quiet enough this ten minutes." "Give her time, the bogh! Be aisy with the like, be aisy." Presently she heard him send off Mrs.
'I'm not used of being cursed at, I'm saying, 'and is it myself that has to be tould to respect my own Kitty? But cry shame on her I must when I look at the lil bogh there, and it so helpless and so beautiful. 'Stericks, you say? Yes, indeed, ma'am, and if I stay here much longer, it's losing myself I will be, too, with his bittending and bittending." "Lave him to it, Nancy.
Grannie chuckled knowingly at that, and wiped her eyes with the corner of her apron. "The bogh is herself, for sure. When they're wishing themselves dead they're always mending father! But I'll go down instead. Lie still, bogh, lie still!"
The last syllable, bog, is obviously, therefore, a mere corruption of the Saxon Burgh, which we find in the various transmutations of Burgh, Burrow, Brough, Bruff, Buff, and Boff, which last approaches very near the sound in question since, supposing the word to have been originally borgh, which is the genuine Saxon spelling, a slight change, such as modern organs too often make upon ancient sounds, will produce first Bogh, and then, elisa H, or compromising and sinking the guttural, agreeable to the common vernacular practice, you have either Boff or Bog as it happens.
"Pete!" cried Kate in terror. "Aw, no, woman, but a living man come back again. No fear of him, bogh! Not dead at all, but worth twenty dead men yet, and he brought you safe out of the storm." "The storm?" "Yes, the storm, woman. There warn such a storm on the island I don't know the years. He found you in the tholthan up the glen. Lost your way in the wind, it's like, and no wonder.
There was no sound but the gurgle of the ebbing tide, which was racing out with the river's flow between the pier and the castle rock. The man looked at his dog, stooped to it, gave it the biscuit, and petted it and stroked it while it munched its supper. "Dempster, bogh! Dempster! Getting ould, eh? Travelled far together, haven't we? Tired a bit, aren't you?
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