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Updated: June 13, 2025
But ye'll mak allooance, my lady; for ye hae a true hert, an' maun ken 'at whan a wuman sees a man beirin' a'thing as gien it was naething,'maist like a God, no kennin' he's duin' onything by or'nar, she can no more help loein' him nor the mither 'at bore her, or the God 'at made her.
'Is as reputable a citizen as any that treads on the High Street, and yet for a' that he may hae a canker o' the soul. Aiblins Davie Hume has sappit his belief, and the muckle Deil, kennin' that, is thrawin' a flee ower him as for a saumon the noo.
'I wud hae been fleyt mysel, wantin my swoord, and kennin nae God to trust til! Ye maun learn to ken him, Francie, and syne ye'll be feart at naething! After that, his memory was only of utterly confused shapes, many of which must have been fancies.
But here, again, Donald's knowledge of English was at fault; he "wad no pe kennin' fhat his honour's sel' wad pe sayin'." "And what might your name be?" presently inquired this over-inquisitive guest. "Ach, it micht joost pe Tonal," said the Highlander. "Donald? Aye, and what more than Donald?" "Ooh, there wull pe no muckle mair. They will joost be calling me Tonal M'Tonal." "Donald M'Donald?
"And you went to sea years ago," I cried at him, "just before the fair on the green. You are Angus McKinnon, and Ronald, your father, will be the proud man." "Yea, I was thinking you would be kennin' me soon," said he, laughing; "and my father was telling me you would be walking here on a Sunday.
Try and keep your mind off it, and go away to bed and rest." "But it'll kill my mither!" cried Mysie wildly. "Her no' kennin' where I am! If she could only ken that I am a' richt! She'll be worryin', an' she'll be lyin' waken at nicht wonderin' aboot me, an' thinkin' o' every wild thing that has happened to me. Oh, dear, but it'll break her heart and kill my faither." It needed all Mrs.
Kirsty's nostrils began to quiver, and her lip rose in a curve of scorn. 'A bonnie wife ye wud hae, Francie Gordon, wha, kennin her father duin ilk mortal thing for the love o' his auld maister and comrade, tuik the fine chance to mak her ain o' 't, and haud her grip o' the callan til hersel! Think ye aither o' the auld men ever mintit at sic a thing as fatherin baith?
And closing his manuscript book with a bang, Harley lit a cigarette, put on his hat, and went to the club. "Then gently scan your brother man, Still gentler sister woman; Tho' they may gang a kennin wrang, To step aside is human."
"Then gently scan your brother man, Still gentler sister woman; Tho' they may gang a kennin wrang,* To step aside is human: One point must still be greatly dark, The moving why they do it; And just as lamely can ye mark How far perhaps they rue it. *A very little wrong.
Ten years before the end he had written his epitaph; and neither subsequent events, nor the critical eyes of posterity, have shown us a word in it to alter. And, lastly, has he not put in for himself the last unanswerable plea? "Then gently scan your brother man, Still gentler sister woman; Though they may gang a kennin wrang, To step aside is human: One point must still be greatly dark "
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