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'Why should he do any such thing, when he is getting on so well? 'I am sure I dinna ken, replied Teen quietly, though she knew ay, as well as Gladys what it all meant. 'His faither's deid; he de'ed efter a week's illness, jist at the Fair time, an' he's gaun to tak' his mither wi' him. She's bidin' at Colquhoun Street the noo.
It would be a queer thing, I think, if I was to clamjamfry up your faither's house that I should say it! wi' a dirty, black-a-vised clan, no ane o' them it was worth while to mar soap upon but just mysel'! Na, they're all damnifeed wi' the black Ellwalds. I have nae patience wi' black folk."
But that she, that Tenshillingland's daughter, should come to be an object of common charity, touched some hidden nerve of pride, and made her writhe in agony. "It mayna be sae bad," Janet tried to comfort her. "Waken John," said her mother feverishly "waken John, and we'll gang through his faither's desk. There may be something gude amang his papers.
"What shall I sing?" she asked, seating herself beside the bed. "I don't know," hesitated her mother. "Would you like that little Scotch song from Sankey's book?" "Oh, yes. That is very sweet." So Winifred began the plaintive words: "I am far frae my hame, an' I'm weary aftenwhiles For the langed-for hame bringin' an' my Faither's welcome smiles."
"A' nicht long they gaed in the wet heath and jennipers, and whaur they gaed they neither knew nor cared, but just followed the bluid-stains and the footprints o' their faither's murderers. And a' nicht Dandie had his nose to the grund like a tyke, and the ithers followed and spak' naething, neither black nor white.
"I've stealed away, 'cause I was just burstin' to get sight of 'e again, Joan. Faither's home an' I comed off for a walk, creepin' round here an' hopin' as we'd meet. 'Tis mighty wisht to home now you'm gone, I can tell 'e. I've got a sore head yet along o' you." "G'wan, bwoy! Why should 'e?" "Iss so. 'Twas like this.
'Tis generally knawn I'm no fule; and my heart's grawed hard, tu of late days, along wi' the troubles life's brought." She shook her head. "You'm your faither's son, not your gran'faither's. Tim was flesh an' blood, same as you. T'other was stone. Stone's best, when you've got to fight wi' stone; but if flesh an' blood suffers more, it joys more, tu.
I found I had gotten the whip hand o' them most completely. So, there never was another word between me and bonny Jenny Thompson, who, within a month, ran away wi' the son o' her faither's laird and, poor hizzy, I am sorry to say, her end wasna a good one. "My mother, however, always kept teasing me about Nancy Bowmaker, and saying what a notable wife she would make.
"After my faither's funeral, we found that he had died worth only about four hundred pounds when his debts were paid; and as I had been bred in the droving line, though I was rather young, I just continued it, and my mother and me kept house thegither. "This was the only thing particular that happened to me for the next thirteen years, or till I was thirty.
For wee Jessie stood beside the bed, an' I luikit at her an' I said, 'My little dochter. 'Twas a' I could say, an' she pit her saft haun' on my heid sae gentle, an' sae blessed cool, for my heid was burnin' hot. She luikit lang, an' her een was fu' o' love: 'Faither, she said, 'did ye no' promise yir lassie to meet her in the Faither's hoose?
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