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The journey was dreary, during which they suffered from hunger, weariness, cruel mockings, and barbarous treatment. In the Greyfriars' churchyard, there yet remains the small enclosure, into which these prisoners were driven like so many dumb animals. Here they were kept to await their sentence.
RENWICK told me also that it was the first public Action that his Hand was at, to conveen Friends, and lift their murthered Bodies, and carried them to the West Churchyard of EDINBURGH, not Greyfriars, this time, 'and buried them there.
The same lady who had fed the carrots to the coster's donkey in London turned hastily into Ye Olde Greyfriars Dining-Rooms, and asked Mr. Traill for a basin of water. The landlord thought he must have misunderstood her. "Is it a glass of water your Leddyship's wanting?" "No, a basin, please; a large one, and very quickly."
On the front had once been an armorial scutcheon; for the hammer, or chisel, which had been employed to deface the shield or crest, had left uninjured the scroll beneath, which bore the pious motto, 'TRUST IN GOD. Black-letter, you know, was my early passion, and the tombstones in the Greyfriars' churchyard early yielded up to my knowledge as a decipherer what little they could tell of the forgotten dead.
It's just a sma' matter I can attend to my ainsel'. Do you think he could be out the morn?" "No' afore a week or twa, an' syne, gin the bonny sun comes oot to bide a wee." Mr. Traill left the kirkyard and went out to George Square to call upon the minister of Greyfriars auld kirk.
"Oh!" Patsy caught her breath; then she sent it bubbling forth in a contagious laugh. "I do of course. I'll take a ticket to just name over the stations, please?" The conductor growled them forth: "Hampden, Forestview, Hainsville, Dartmouth, Hudson, Arden, Brambleside, Mayberry, Greyfriars " "What's that last Greyfriars? I'll take a ticket to Greyfriars."
For love of his master he would starve, or he would leap to his death without an instant's hesitation." All this time the man had been stroking Bobby's head and neck. Now, feeling the collar under the thatch, he slipped it out and brought the brass plate up to the light. "Propose your toast to Greyfriars Bobby, Captain. His story is vouched for by no less a person than the Lord Provost.
His experience was eventually that of the great bulk of mankind, verifying the well-known aphorism labor omnia vincit. In the course of time he was encouraged to undertake the general work of an engineer, and his removal from Greyfriars Wynd to Camlachie Foundry afforded greater scope for the extension of his operations.
He would know nothing of the military music and flowers, the prayer of the minister of Greyfriars auld kirk, the speech of the Lord Provost; nothing of the happy tears of the Grand Leddy when a veil should fall away from a little bronze dog that gazed wistfully through the kirkyard gate, and water gush forth for the refreshment of men and animals.
Usually the soldiers went down High Street and out to Portobello on the sea. But a regiment of tough and wiry Highlanders often took, by preference, the mounting road to the Pentlands to get a whiff of heather in their nostrils. On they came, band playing, colors flying, feet moving in unison with a march, across the viaduct bridge into Greyfriars Place.
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