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Updated: May 16, 2025
"A 'll warrant that's the General and his dochter. She 's a weel-faured lassie an' speerity-lookin'." "It cowes a'," said Jamie to himself; "the first day he ever saw her; but it's aye the way, aince an' ever, or . . . never." "What's the Free Kirk, dad?" when Carmichael had gone. "Is it the same as the Methodists?" "No, no, quite different.
Then they took her in their arms and kissed her, and said she should now be their dochter, for their son should marry her. And they lived happy all their days. In this variant of the story, which we may use as our text, it is to be noticed that a lacuna exists. The narrative of the flight omits to mention that the runaways threw things behind them which became obstacles in the giant's way.
"And what wad he be wantin' there, now?" "He asked for 'something soothin'' and he appeared most terribly glad to get it. He did be takin' a good drink on the spot." "Puir man, I am sure he had need o't. He will maybe no be so very anxious aboot this lad Garland as his dochter!" "So I was thinking, but what garred ye be whistling in my lug that she was a Princess?
One of the women raised Mysie up, gave her a drink from a flask containing cold tea, and sat her aside to rest a short time. "Just sit there a wee, my dochter," she said with rough kindness, "an' you'll soon be a' richt. They mostly a' feel that way when they first start on the scree."
I tault him hoo it came that I kenned aboot his dochter's affairs, and begged him would he no reconsider and gie her shelter? I tried to mak' him see that onyone micht be tempted once to do wrong, and still not be hopelessly lost, and asked him would he no stand by his dochter in her time o' sair trouble. He said ne'er a word whiles I talked. He was too quiet, I knew.
Then Sally pu'd the gowans wat wi' dew an' twined her bree wi' tasselled broom, while I had a wee crackie wi' Tibby Buchan, the flesher's dochter frae Auld Reekie. Tibby's nae giglet gawky like the lave, ye ken, she's a sonsie maid, as sweet as ony hinny pear, wi' her twa pawky een an' her cockernony snooded up fu' sleek.
Gourlay. "Mother!" cried Janet. "Gourlay's dochter may gang on the parish if she likes, but his wife never will. You may hoast yourself to death in a garret in the poorhouse, but I'll follow my boy." The sudden picture of her own lonely death as a pauper among strangers, when her mother and brother should be gone, was so appalling to Janet that to die with her mother seemed pleasanter.
He's a pretty-looking object to carry the name o' John Gourla'! My God, what a ke-o of my life I've made that auld trollop for my wife, that sumph for my son, and that dying lassie for my dochter! Was it I that bred him? That!" He leapt to his feet in devilish merriment. "Set out the spirits, Jenny!" he cried; "set out the spirits!
The giant's dochter went out next morning with the lad's breakfast, and found him in a terrible state, for aye as he cleaned out a bit, it aye fell in again.
Fat wad the neighbors be sayin' if they saw Kirsty Lamont gang to a concert in a rent week fashin' aboot like that!" "But Phem that's my eldest dochter, ye ken she wad ha' me gang alang. She bade me put on my bonnet and my dolman, and said she'd pay for me, so's to leave the siller for the rent. So I said I'd gang, since they were so keen like, and we set oot jist as John came hame for his tea.
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