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Updated: May 21, 2025
"It sings and chatters in summer, and growls and cries and grumbles in winter, or after rain up in Glashgar." "Div ye think the burn's ony happier i' the summer, mem?" "No, Donal; the burn has no life in it, and therefore can't be happier one time than another."
He then went home, and having told Robert what he had done, and had his supper, set out in the early-failing light, to ascend the mountain. A great thunder-storm was at hand, and was calling him. It was almost dark before he reached the top, but he knew the surface of Glashgar nearly as well as the floor of the cottage.
As the latter reported the doings of the imagined brownie, and the commotion they had caused at the Mains and along Daurside, Gibbie's countenance flashed with pleasure and fun; and at last he broke into such a peal of laughter as had never, for pure merriment, been heard before so high on Glashgar.
His first definitely directive thought was, that his nearest neighbours were likely enough to be in trouble "the fowk at the muckle hoose." He would go thither straight. Glashruach, as I have already said, stood on one of the roots of Glashgar, where the mountain settles down into the valley of the Daur.
She gave him a little nod. He rose and went out, climbed the crest of Glashgar, and did not return to the cottage till midnight. In the morning appeared on his countenance signs of unusual resolve.
"Take me home, Gibbie," she said, in a gentle voice. All was over; there was no use in crying or even in thinking any more. Gibbie put his arms round her, and helped her to her feet. She looked at him, and saw a face glorious with bliss. Never, not even on Glashgar, in the skin-coat of the beast-boy, had she seen him so like an angel.
One morning they found, on reaching the manse, that the minister was very unwell, and that in consequence Miss Machar could not attend to Ginevra; they turned, therefore, to walk home again. Now the manse, upon another root of Glashgar, was nearer than Glashruach to Nicie's home, and many a time as she went and came, did she lift longing eyes to the ridge that hid it from her view.
But when he began a strange humming song to it, which brought all Glashgar before her eyes, Ginevra knew beyond a doubt that it was Gibbie. At the sound the child ceased to wail, and presently the woman with difficulty rose, laying a hand for help on Gibbie's shoulder. Then Gibbie rose also, cradling the infant on his left arm, and making signs to the mother to place the child on his right.
Glashgar was only about three thousand feet in height, but it was the steepest of its group a huge rock that, even in the midst of masses, suggested solidity. Not once while he ascended had the idea come to him that by and by he should be able to climb no farther. For aught he knew there were oat-cakes and milk and sheep and collie dogs ever higher and higher still.
Gien I cud but ance see an' speyk till her ance jist ance! Lord! what 'll come o' a' the gowans upo' the Mains, an' the heather upo' Glashgar!" He burst out crying, but instantly dashed away his tears with indignation at his weakness. Gibbie's face had grown white in the moon-gleams, and his lips trembled. He put his arm through Donal's and clung to him, and in silence they went home.
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