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Updated: June 23, 2025
We had hoped for years for a pig. We had been forced often to use some of the sty for fuel, but in good times Jamie had always replaced the boards. This was a real vision and we were satisfied. Jamie's faith in Hughie soared high at the time, but a few months later it fell to zero. Anna with a twinkle in her eye would remind us of Hughie's prophecy. One day he wiped the vision off the slate.
"Fusie, Fusie, ye gowk! where are ye gone?" In a moment or two Fusie reappeared through the branches with a capful of water, and dashed it into Hughie's face, with the result that the lad opened his eyes, and after a gasp or two, sat up and looked about him. "Och, laddie, laddie, are ye no deid?" said Davie Scotch.
His head and face had been cut in several places and his face and clothes were red. They brought him home. A crowd followed and filled Pogue's entry, a crowd that was about equally divided in sentiment against Hughie and against the toughs. I borrowed a can of water from Mrs. McGrath and another from the Gainers and Anna washed old Hughie's wounds in Jamie's tub. It was a great operation.
"That's just it. You'd both have got to scrapping and screaming at each other and nothing told." "Better nothing told, as far as you are concerned," she flashed at him fiercely, and then lapsed into sullen silence. "Hello! Hello!" Hughie's voice came to them from a side avenue or narrower path down which he had wandered. "Hello, yourself," Flick answered. "We'll wait for you right here." "Bob."
"Look here now, stop that!" said Don, gripping Hughie by the jacket and shaking him. But Hughie's summer in the harvest-field had built up his muscles, and so he shook himself free from Don's grasp, and said, "Look out there! I'm telling you the truth.
"Oh, pshaw! you wouldn't be afraid." Hughie's confidence in his mother's courage was unbounded. "I don't know about that," she replied; and then turning to Ranald, "How about our friends of the other night?" she said. "Will they not be about?" Hughie had not heard about the wolves. "Oh, there is no fear of them. We will keep a big fire all night, and besides, we will have our guns and the dogs."
From the old man's face, Hughie's glance wandered to his wife's, and there was held fascinated. For the first time Hughie thought it was beautiful, and more than that, he was startled to find that it reminded him of his mother's. At once he closed his eyes, for he felt as if he had been prying where he had no right.
And Auntie Elspie had always laughed at him, saying there was little fear of his ever getting it, for Gavie would never think of anything but the farm. But the night when Gavin's heart was laid bare before her, Auntie Elspie remembered Hughie's oft repeated wish and made a great and noble resolve. She came to her dismaying conclusion concerning Gavin one evening after he had been to town.
"You're just a mean, mean, red-headed snip!" cried Hughie, in a rage, "and I don't like you one bit." But Maimie was proud of her golden hair, so Hughie's shot fell harmless. "And when will you be going to the sugaring-off, Mistress Murray?" went on Maimie, mimicking Ranald so cleverly that in spite of herself Mrs. Murray smiled. It was his mother's smile that perfected Hughie's fury.
The score stood two to one in favor of the Front, but the result every one felt to be still uncertain. That last attack of Hughie's, and the master's speedy performance, gave some concern to the men of the Front, and awakened a feeling of confidence in the Twentieth team. But Dan, wise general that he was, saw the danger, and gave his commands ere he faced off for the new game.
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