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Updated: May 16, 2025
"I'm gaun to the Sabbath-school treat this afternoon," said that worthy. "And you, Jock-are you going too?" "No me! I'm ower auld, and besides, I've cast out wi' the minister." "How was that?" "Oh, I had been fechtin'," said Jock airily. "It was Andra Laidlaw. He called me ill names, so I yokit on him and bate him too, but I got my face gey sair bashed.
Is't true ye are gaun to be married to Fordyce o' Gorbals Mill? As she asked this direct question, she flashed her brilliant eyes full on the girl's sweet face. 'I suppose I am, sometime, Gladys answered rather confusedly. 'At least, I have promised. 'Ay, said Liz, 'but there's mony a slip atween the cup an' the lip; and in time, they say, a'body gets their deserts, even here.
Perhaps if it came to the real fight, I should prove stronger than you, just because I have that help. Dear Liz, it is dreadful, if it is true, to live as you do. Are you not afraid? 'I fear naething, except gaun into consumption, an' haein' naebody to look after me, responded Liz. 'If it cam' to that, I'd tak' something to pit an end to mysel'. My mind's made up on that lang syne.
But ye can come ower the night as far as Riccarton, where there is a public; or if ye like to stop at Jockey Grieve's at the Heuch, they would be blythe to see ye, and I am just gaun to stop and drink a dram at the door wi' him, and I would tell him you're coming up.
This scuffle, though it takes up some time in the narrative, passed in less than a single minute. When he was fairly mastered, after one or two desperate and almost convulsionary struggles, the ruffian lay perfectly still and silent. 'He's gaun to die game ony how, said Dinmont; 'weel, I like him na the waur for that.
"She has worked away there as if she was gaun to clean the hale place, scrubbing oot the floor, although she washed yesterday; an' noo, she has on her Sunday best, wi' her new hat on too, an' she's awa' into Leebie Granger's. I wonner what'll hae ta'en her noo." "Guid kens," replied Phemie, "but she's fair off her heid. Dae ye ken she's just like a daft body.
Look at him there, the muckle slabber," and she pointed to Gilmour, who was standing with a red-lowering, downcast face, "look at him! A man of that size to even himsell to a wean!" "He deserved a' he got," said Gilmour sullenly. "His mother spoils him, at ony rate. And I'm damned if the best Gourlay that ever dirtied leather's gaun to trample owre me."
And only think, Jeanie, after my mother had been at a' these pains, the auld doited body Johnny Drottle turned up his nose, and wadna hae aught to say to me! But it's little I care for him, for I have led a merry life ever since, and ne'er a braw gentleman looks at me but ye wad think he was gaun to drop off his horse for mere love of me.
"Your faither will be gey pleased when he comes hame the day," she said, giving the conversation a new turn. "Ay, I'll get leavin' the school when I like, an' gaun to the pit when I like." "Would ye no' raither gang to the school a while langer?" observed the mother after a pause, and looking at him with searching eyes. "No," was the decisive reply. "I'd raither gang to work.
I'm ready for leaving the school and forby, all the other laddies are gaun to the pit to work." "But look at the things ye micht be if ye gaed to the school a while langer, Robin," she went on. "The life of a miner's no' a very great thing. There's naething but hard work, an' dangerous work at that, an' no' very muckle for it."
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