Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 21, 2025
'Wheesht! he said sternly. 'Nane shall pray for the deid on my hearth- stane. I disclaimed a Popish sense for my ejaculation; and he seemed to accept my disclaimer with unusual facility, and ran on once more upon what had evidently become a favourite subject. 'We fand her in Sandag Bay, Rorie an' me, and a' thae braws in the inside of her.
"Ay, ay," answered Luckie Mucklebackit, "I see you hae gotten a' your braws on; ye're looking about for Steenie now but he's no at hame the night; and ye'll no do for Steenie, lass a feckless thing like you's no fit to mainteen a man." "Steenie will no do for me," retorted Jenny, with a toss of her head that might have become a higher-born damsel; "I maun hae a man that can mainteen his wife."
"I daresay, Peggy, they'll let us be," she said, coming forward to shake Splendid and me by the hand. "To keep me in braws and you in ashets to break would be more than the poor creatures would face, I'm thinking. You are late in the town, Elrigmore." "Colin," I corrected her, and she bit the inside of her nether lip in a style that means temper. "It's no time for dalliance, I think.
Sharpitlaw, in a coaxing tone; "and ye're dressed out in your braws, I see; these are not your every-days' claiths ye have on." "Deil be in my fingers, then!" said Madge "Eh, sirs!" I'se warrant he's in for the gude auld cause but it's be nae cause o' mine," and off she went into a song
Yon's a bonny knock , but it'll no gang; and the napery's by ordnar. Bonny, bairnly braws; it's for the like o' them folk sells the peace of God that passeth understanding; it's for the like o' them, an' maybe no even sae muckle worth, folk daunton God to His face and burn in muckle hell; and it's for that reason the Scripture ca's them, as I read the passage, the accursed thing.
"I misdoobt if a mere man could see ane clearly and conteenue in the body. I hae sailed wi' a lad they ca'd him Sandy Gabart; he saw ane, shüre eneuch, an' shüre eneuch it was the end of him. We were seeven days oot frae the Clyde a sair wark we had had gaun north wi' seeds an' braws an' things for the Macleod.
I trow ye dinna get sic a skirl-in-the-pan as that at Niel Blane's. His wife was a canny body, and could dress things very weel for ane in her line o' business, but no like a gentleman's housekeeper, to be sure. But I doubt the daughter's a silly thing an unco cockernony she had busked on her head at the kirk last Sunday. I am doubting that there will be news o' a' thae braws.
"Oh, a mere trifle half a crown a week, say." She hesitates and hankers. "John's Sunday coat's getting quite shabby, so it is, and Tam Macalister has a new suit, she was noticing the Macalisters are always flaunting in their braws!
Word Of The Day
Others Looking