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Alexander Mowdiewort, thou art removed from thy office of grave-digger in the parish kirkyard, and both thysel' and thy mother are put under suspension for contumacy!" "Haith!" said Elspeth Mowdiewort, pushing back her hair; "did ye ever hear the mak' o' the craitur. I haena been within his kirk door for twenty year.
It was your shop I spoke of," said the minister, not guiltless of subterfuge. "An' what's my chop but my hoose? Haith! my hoose wad be o' fell sma' consideration wantin' the chop. Tak ye heed o' beirin' fause witness, sir." "I said nothing, and know nothing, against yours more than any other shop for the sale of drink in my parish." "The Lord's my shepherd! "My good woman, "
Moray put his head close to hers, and whispered some words that nobody heard but herself. 'It's ower lang syne to min' upo' that, she said in reply, with a look of cunning consciousness ill settled upon her fine features. 'But ye can be naebody but my Geordie. Haith, man! she went on, regarding him once more from head to foot, 'but ye're a credit to me, I maun alloo.
It was dizzy riding, though the motion was not great, and before I had reached the right angle I regretted my rashness. I caught a glimpse of the Bay with the red sun on it, and as I turned saw far below me the white figure of Ivie Rawlinson, the Scotch miller, who had run out. "O haith!" he shouted. "Hand fast, Mr. Richard!"
"Wad ye no tak up the carpets first, wuman?" he said. "I wad," she answered; "that gangs ohn speirt gien there was time; but I tell ye there's nane; an' ye'll buy twa or three carpets for the price o' ae horse." "Haith! the wuman's i' the richt," he cried, suddenly waking up to the sense of the proposal, and shot from the house.
Haith, this is no the place for lan'loupers!" "Hae ye been lang aboot the place?" asked Cosmo. "Langer nor ye're like to be, I'm thinkin', gien ye keep na the ceeviler tongue i' yer heid, my man Whaur come ye frae?" The old man had dropt his spade; Cosmo took it up, and began to dig. "Lay doon that spaud," cried its owner, and would have taken it from him, but Cosmo delayed rendition.
Bide ye a bit, though! WHAN he's gotten't, it's doon they're a' upo' their k-nees til 'im thegither. But gien they be prood, he's prooder, an' lat him ance get his heid up, an' rid o' the trustees, an' fowk upo' their marrow banes til 'im, haith, he'll lat them sit there, or I'm mistaen in 'im." "Then has my lady no companions at all?"
Crawford, you rascal!" cried his lordship, looking round, "turn this old cat out of the field." But he looked in vain; the grieve was nowhere in sight. "The deil sew up yer lordship's moo' wi' an awn o' beer!" "Haith, gien I be a cat, ye s' hear me curse!"
He loved justice, he cultivated his marine, and he built the Great Michael the Great Eastern of that day. He had valiant seamen, and more than once Barton sailed into Leith with a string of English prizes. When he fell with all his nobility at Flodden, there came upon Scotland the woe with which she was so familiar "Woe to that realme that haith an ower young king."
There he sat on his dowp, an' cawed the shuttle and smiled like creish. "God be guid to us," says Tam Dale, "this is no canny?" He had jimp said the word, when Tod Lapraik cam to himsel'. "Is this you, Tam?" says he. "Haith, man! I'm blythe to see ye. I whiles fa' into a bit dwam like this," he says; "its frae the stamach."
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