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"Still it's fair," said several of them, "that in takin' away the colleen, Bartle should go foremost, as she's for himself an' 'not for huz." "Well, then, you'll all agree to this?" "We do, but whist here he is." Deeply mortified was their leader on finding that they had come unanimously to this determination.
"They micht bribe, if the franchise was limited," said Jamie Howison, "but with manhood suffrage an' the ballot, a man micht vote just as he liked, and huz working men hae oor richts, an' oor feelins, an' oor interests, just as dear to huz as pedigrees an' acres to the aristocracy.
"Well," said he, "that's better than cowld bog wather; how would the rich like to see their sick childre put on cowld wather and cowld pratees? But who cares for the rich, for the rich doesn't care about huz; but no matther, white-head if you'll only just open your eyes and spake to me, I'll give you the cock."
"And that wad be a light har'st," said Hobbie; "but, wi' my young leddie's leave, I wad fain take down Eishie's skeps o' bees, and set them in Grace's bit flower yard at the Heugh-foot they shall ne'er be smeekit by ony o' huz.
Thae are bonny writer words amaist like the language o' huz gardeners and other learned men it's a pity they're sae dear; thae three words were a' that Andrew got for a lang law-plea and four ankers o' as gude brandy as was e'er coupit ower craig Hech, sirs! but law's a dear thing."
"Ye are welcome to your ain opinion, sir," said the sexton; "but ye winna persuade me that he did his duty, either to himsell or to huz puir dependent creatures, in guiding us the gate he has done; he might hae gien us life-rent tacks of our bits o' houses and yards; and me, that's an auld man, living in you miserable cabin, that's fitter for the dead than the quick, and killed wi' rheumatise, and John Smith in my dainty bit mailing, and his window glazen, and a' because Ravenswood guided his gear like a fule!"
Set out the speerits just to shelebrate the joyful occeesion, ye know ay, ay, just to shelebrate the joyful occeesion!" Janet brought a tray, with glasses, from the pantry. As she walked, the rims of the glasses shivered and tinkled against each other, from her trembling. Then she set a bottle on the table. Gourlay sent it crashing to the floor. "A bottle!" he roared. "A bottle for huz twa!
You have chosen a bad spot." "Captain, avick, they do be turning it up like carrots on both sides of huz. And I dig right down as if I'd go through the 'orld back to dear old Ireland again. He! he! he! oh! oh! An' I do be praying to the Virgin at every stroke of the spade, I do, and she sends us no gould at all at all, barrin' mikee, bad cess to 't. Oh!" "That is it. You are on two wrong tacks.
Heukbane; "pride will hae a fa' he hasna settled his account wi' my gudeman, the deacon, for this twalmonth he's but slink, I doubt." "Nor wi' huz for sax months," echoed Mrs. Shortcake "He's but a brunt crust." "There's a letter," interrupted the trusty postmistress, "from his son, the captain, I'm thinking the seal has the same things wi' the Knockwinnock carriage.
"Ye may weel believe," resumed the old woman after a short pause, "at nane o' 's was ower wullin' to sit wi' the corp oor lane, for, as I say, he wasna a comely corp to be a body's lane wi'. Sae auld auntie Jean an' mysel', we agreed 'at we wad tak the thing upo' oorsel's, for, huz twa, we cud lippen til ane anither no to be ower feart to min' 'at there was twa o' 's.
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