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Updated: June 4, 2025
"It's a graun chance ye're gettin', to be called to sic a kirk as that," said Wattie Gardner one day. "I'm fearin' ye'll rue it if ye bide wi' us here." This was far from the language of ardent wooing; yet I noticed that this same Wattie sought to reform his ways, that they might tend to the increase of my comfort.
There's nae real Presbyterians there, forbye me an' Jock Campbell an' I'm sair feart aboot Jock. I doot he's weakenin'. They tell me he speaks to the minister on the street, an' if that's true, there's no' muckle o' the auld religion aboot Jock, I'm fearin'." "Do you not speak to the minister?" "Na, I dinna. There's naething o' the hypocrite aboot me, I'm tellin' ye.
They could still hear sobbing from the kitchen, and now and then the moans of the baby. At last, Mary, the waitress, came to take the tray away. "What is the matter with Maggie's little boy, Mary?" asked Delight. "He's sick, Miss Delight." "But why does Maggie scream so?" "It's near crazy she is, fearin' he'll die." "Oh," said Marjorie, "is he as bad as that! What's the matter with him, Mary?"
"De docthar he foun' dat out, sah. I reckon' he thought maybe he ought ter know; fearin' as how ye might die. He done looked through yer pockets, sah, an' he took two papers whut he foun' dar away wid him. He done tol' me as how yer wus an offercer in de army a leftenant, er sumthin' an' thet dem papers ought fer ter be sint ter de Gov'ner et onct.
I luikit till him to save the fisher fowk, an' no to the Lord; an' the tooer o' Siloam 's fa'en upo' my heid: what does he, the first thing, but turn his ain auld freen's oot o' the sma beild they had! That his father nor his gran'father, 'at was naither o' them God fearin' men, wad never hae put their han' till. Eh, wuman! but my hert's sair 'ithin me.
I'm tired, fearin'. I was born for hangin', they say," with a laugh. "But I'll see my girl. I've waited hyur, runnin' the resk, not darin' to see her, on 'count o' yoh. I thort I was safe on Christmas-day, but what's Christmas to yoh or me?" Holmes's quiet motion drove him up the steps before him.
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