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Updated: May 10, 2025
Girls ain't got any business learnin' lessons off'n men. "Grand-dad said, 'Aw! forget it, Joe. She's got my permission, so let that end it. George Bremner's all right. "The settlers are arranging for a teacher up here next summer. Why can't she wait till then and get her lessons from a reg'lar professional, and no gol-durned amatoor, said Joe.
Mr Bremner's aircases were empty casks in the bow and stern, and his ballast was three hundredweight of iron attached to the keel. This plan, however, was not made practically useful until upwards of fifty years later, when twenty out of twenty-four men were lost by the upsetting of the non-self-righting lifeboat of South Shields.
There was going to be no breaking through as he had done last time; not if George Bremner's right arm was as good as he thought it was. I met that terrific crash at the place I knew would tell. With the crack of a gun-shot, his club shivered into a dozen splinters against mine, leaving him with nothing but a few inches of wood in his torn hands. He stood irresolute. "Will you quit now?" I cried.
When Bremner's account of the Eddystone came to a close, most of the men had finished their third or fourth pipes, yet no one proposed going to rest. The storm without raged so furiously that they felt a strong disinclination to separate. At last, however, Peter Logan rose, and said he would turn in for a little.
Bremner's request she had made an appointment to go with her from the castle on a certain Saturday to visit a distant relative, living in a lonely cottage on the other side of the Horn a woman too old ever to leave her home.
"Well, you may try," cried Forsyth in desperation, with a face of ashy paleness. It was an awful situation truly. In danger of his life; suffering the agonies of toothache, and with the prospect of torments unbearable from an inexpert hand; for Forsyth did not believe in Bremner's boasted powers. "What'll you do it with?" he enquired meekly. "Jamie Dove's small pincers.
I don't know whether they are better or not," carelessly. "I didn't see much of mother while we were away. I played all day with Mrs. Bremner's little girl. Except when we went shopping. I think she must be better, for she did such lots of shopping." Esther smiled. "Not very much, I think, Janie. Shopping takes money." "But she did! I have lots and lots of new clothes.
They had purposed to return early to Weelset, but agreed as they went that Phemy, the days being so short, should take the nearer path to Tiltowie, over the Horn. By this arrangement, their visit ended, they had no great distance to walk together, Mrs. Bremner's way lying along the back of the hill, and Phemy's over the nearer shoulder of it.
"Well, you may try," cried Forsyth in desperation, with a face of ashy paleness. It was an awful situation truly. In danger of his life; suffering the agonies of toothache, and with the prospect of torments unbearable from an inexpert hand; for Forsyth did not believe in Bremner's boasted powers. "What'll you do it with?" he enquired meekly. "Jamie Dove's small pincers.
When Bremner's account of the Eddystone came to a close, most of the men had finished their third or fourth pipes, yet no one proposed going to rest. The storm without raged so furiously that they felt a strong disinclination to separate. At last, however, Peter Logan rose, and said he would turn in for a little.
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