grazhers

Updated: June 2, 2025

"Goodness grazhers!" she cried, and the cradle rocked violently under her foot. "He's that tender-hearted and sympathising," whispered Pete as he closed the door. The following evening the Deemster was in his rooms in Athol Street. His hat was on, his cloak was over his arm, he was resting his elbow on the sash of the window and looking vacantly into the churchyard.

Sir Hall Caine - The Manxman: A Novel - 1895