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"Yon's his ain warst enemy," said the kindly grocer-wife, as he passed her door. "Ay," responded her customer, who kept a shop near by for old furniture, or anything that had been already once possessed "ay, I daursay.
A leebrary canna be made a' at ance, ony mair nor a hoose, or a nation, or a muckle tree: they maun a' tak time to grow, an' sae maun a leebrary. I wadna even ken what buiks to gang an' speir for. I daursay, gien I war to try, I cudna at a moment's notice tell ye the names o' mair nor a twa score o' buiks at the ootside. Fowk maun mak acquantance amo' buiks as they wad amo' leevin' fowk."
I see no end to be answered by my reading one of these letters." "I daursay! Wha ever saw 'at wadna luik?" returned Miss Horn, with a glance keen as an eagle's into the thoughtful eyes of her friend. "Why not do by the writer of these as you have done by me? Why not take them to him?" suggested Mr Graham. "That wad be but thoomb fingert wark to lat gang the en' o' yer hank!" exclaimed Miss Horn.
'Ye canna du better nor weel; jist begin again. 'I had coft her a bonny cairriage, wi' as fine a pair as ever ye saw, Kirsty, as I daursay yer father has telled ye. And they warna lost upon her, for she had aye a gleg ee for a horse. Ye min' yon powny? And up til yesterday, a' gaed weel, till I was thinkin I cud trust her onygait.
Nothing indeed could have been more repellant than the general aspect, the squalid disarray of Threlfall Tower, as seen from the inside, on this dreary evening. The fact impressed itself on Mrs. Dixon as she turned back from the window toward her husband. She looked round her sulkily. "Well, I've done my best, Tammas, and I daursay yo' have too.
But me! na, deil haet o' me! 'She is penitent at least, says M'Brair. 'Do you mean to actually up and tell me to my face that she accused me? cried the curate. 'I canna just say that, replied M'Brair. 'But I rebuked her in the name of God, and she repented before me on her bended knees. 'Weel, I daursay she's been ower far wi' the dragoons, said Haddo. 'I never denied that.
Maybe ye're thinkin' I ha'e sma' occasion to say sic like to yersel'. An' yet what's yer life but a lee, Ma'colm? "What wad ye ha'e me un'erstan' by that, Miss Horn?" returned Malcolm. "I hear no ill o' her. I daursay she's no jist a sa'nt yet, but that's no to be luiked for in ane o' the breed: they maun a' try the warl' first ony gait.
And I'm in nae hurry, I can tell ye, Thomas." "Weel, I daursay no. Ye maun tak a heap o' care, lass, that the plenty and content ye're livin' in doesna spring up and choke the word." "Ay, Thomas," answered Annie with a smile; "it's a fine thing to hae reamy milk to yer parritch, in place o' sky-blue to meal and water." What could ail the lassie? She had never spoken lightly about anything before.
For mysel' I dinna preten' to ony opingon; but sae lang as the needcessity was the same, I wad be laith to think Providence wadna be consistent wi' itsel'. Ye maun min' the tale, better nor I can tell't ye, concernin' yon meal-girnel muckle sic like, I daursay, as oor ain, though it be ca'd a barrel i' the Buik hit 'at never wastit, ye ken, an'the uily-pig an' a' ye'll min' weel though what ony wuman in her senses cud want wi' sic a sicht o' ile's mair nor I ever cud faddom!
As I had heard frequently of this queer, mournful mistake made by those who considered Sam'l unfortunate in his wife, I turned Jess on to the main line of her story. "It was the ghost cradle, as they named it, 'at I meant to tell ye aboot. The Bog was a bigger farm in thae days than noo, but I daursay it has the new steadin' yet.
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