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But we were a pair of tramps; and to you, who are doubtless sedentary and a consistent first-class passenger in life, he would scarce have laid himself so open; to you, he might have been content to tell his story of a ghost that of a buccaneer with his pistols as he lived whom he had once encountered in a seaside cave near Buckie; and that would have been enough, for that would have shown you the mettle of the man.
"Nane; there was but the place whaur the reid ingrain had been pykit oot," answered crab. "An what cam o' the shift?" "Ow, I jist made it doon for a bit sark to the bairn whan he grew to be rinnin' aboot. 'At ever I sud hae ta'en steik in claith for sic a deil's buckie! To ane 'at was a mither till 'im! The Lord haud me ohn gane mad whan I think o' 't!" "An' syne for Lizzy!
But we were a pair of tramps; and to you, who are doubtless sedentary and a consistent first-class passenger in life, he would scarce have laid himself so open; to you, he might have been content to tell his story of a ghost that of a buccaneer with his pistols as he lived whom he had once encountered in a seaside cave near Buckie; and that would have been enough, for that would have shown you the mettle of the man.
BLYTHE, gay, glad. BODLE, a copper coin worth a third of an English penny. BOLE, a bowl. BOOT-KETCH, a boot-jack. BRAE, the side of a hill. BRISSEL-COCK, a turkey cock. BREEKS, breeches. BROGUES, Highland shoes. BROKEN MEN, outlaws. BROUGHT FAR BEN, held in special favor BROWST, a brewing. BRUIK, enjoy. BUCKIE, a perverse or refractory person. BULLSEGG, a gelded bull.
A good name it is, and one it would ill-become my father's son to lightly. But I begin to grue at the sound of it." "My name is called Balfour," said I, "David Balfour of Shaws. As for him that sent me, I will let his token speak." And I showed the silver button. "Put it in your pocket, sir!" cries he, "Ye need name no names. The deevil's buckie, I ken the button of him! And de'il hae't!
Hitherto Iona had received the last remains of the Lords of Duart; but Sir John Maclean was not carried to the resting-place of his forefathers. He was buried in the church of Raffin in Bamffshire, in the family vault of the Gordons of Buckie. In Iona, that former "light of the western world," are the tombs of the brave and unfortunate Macleans.
"I can't see why it is," observed Tolly, when the first whiffs curled from Mahoghany Drake's lips, "that you men are so strong in discouragin' us boys from smokin'. You keep it all selfishly to yourselves, though Buckie an' I would give anythin' to be allowed to try a whiff now an' then.
Before man arrived, and introduced into the silence of the sea the smoke and clangour of a blacksmith's shop, it was a favourite resting-place of seals. The crab and lobster haunt in the crevices; and limpets, mussels, and the white buckie abound.
Awa' wi' ye, ye deil's buckie!" she continued, turning to Malcolm; "I ken mair aboot ye nor ye ken aboot yersel', an' deil hae't I ken o' guid to you or yours! But I s' gar ye lauch o' the wrang side o' your mou' yet, my man." Malcolm, who had seated himself on the threshold, only laughed and looked reference to his master.
"Why not?" responded Tolly, "We're more than a match for 'em. Paul Bevan has told me oftentimes that honest men are, as a rule, ten times more plucky than dishonest ones. Well, you are one honest man, that's equal to ten; an' Buckie and I are two honest boys, equal, say, to five each, that's ten more, making twenty among three of us.
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