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Updated: June 1, 2025
I hae often been i' the gran' drawin' room, when ye wad be lattin' the yoong laird, or somebody or anither ye wantit to be special til, see the bonny things ye hae sic a fouth o' i' the caibnets again the wa's; an' I hae aye h'ard ye say o' ane o' them yon bonny little horsie, ye ken,'at they say the auld captain,'at 's no laid yet, gied to yer gran'father I hae aye h'ard ye say o' that,'at hoo it was solid silver 'SAID TO BE, ye wad aye tack to the tail o' 't."
A'body kens yer gran'father was naething but the blin' piper o' Portcloddie. This was news to Robert probably false, considering the quarter whence it came. But his mother-wit did not forsake him. 'Weel, Mr. Lumley, he answered, 'didna he pipe weel? Daur ye tell me 'at he didna pipe weel? as weel's ye cud hae dune 't yersel', noo, Mr. Lumley?
It was necessary to change the subject at once, and a dear little thought came to her aid. "But I'm afraid he hasn't got any gran'father and gran'mother to his Thanksgiving," she said softly. "I shouldn't think anybody could thanksgive 'thout a gran'mother and gran'father." A good old-fashioned story for the older boys and girls to read on the Sunday before Thanksgiving Day.
As I say, a dochter there was, an' gien a' was surpassin', she was surpassin' a'. The faimily piper, or sennachy, as they ca'd him I wadna wonner, my lord, gien thae gran' pipes yer boonty gae my gran'father, had been his! he said in ane o' his sangs, 'at the sun blinkit whanever she shawed hersel' at the hoose door.
I've some mouty mean grandsons, some that orter be in the penitentiary, but I hain't none mean enough t' be in the Yankee army." "We didn't mean no offense, sir," said Si placatingly. "We really don't want you for a gran'father. We've got gran'fathers o' our own, and they're very nice old men, that we wouldn't trade off for anything ever raised in Tennessee.
The hoary head bowed to the summons, and, with a soft sigh, the glad spirit fled to that region where suffering cannot enter. Oh, it was sad to witness the child-grief when Martha at last came to understand that gran'father was really gone. And it required no little persuasion to induce her to leave the lowly sordid room that she had known as "home."
Bust up! Yes, the excursion went over again this afternoon, on the 'May Queen' here, an' an' Gran'father went too, an' while Mr. Snider was doin' the 'speriment Orlando Noyes an' two other fellers pried up a place on the wharf with a crow-bar, an' they found the P'fessor down there, he was up to some monkey business, an' they say the whole thing is a fake! Gee! An' that aint all, neither.
"Feared at Johnnie Bykes, my lord! Ha! ha!" "You threatened him a minute ago, and now, when I give you leave to thrash him, you decline the honour!" "The disgrace, my lord. He's an aulder man, an' no abune half the size. But fegs! gien he says anither word agen my gran'father, I will gin 's neck a bit thaw" "Well, well, be off with you both," said the marquis rising.
Min' 'at ye're Sir Gibbie, an' hae the honour o' the faimily to haud up, my man an' that ye can not dee an' drink. This cursit drink's been the ruin o' a' the Galbraiths as far back as I ken. 'Maist the only thing I can min' o' my gran'father a big bonny man, wi' lang white hair twise as big's me, Gibbie is seein' him deid drunk i' the gutter o' the pump.
"Well, that's something so," said Whitwell, with pleasure in the distinction rather than assent. "But I guess it ain't original sin in the boy. Got it from his gran'father pootty straight, I should say, and maybe the old man had it secondhand. Ha'd to say just where so much cussedness gits statted."
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