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If you'll call me Aunt on the happiest day of your life, I'll weave this yarn for you, and so you may just be off, and lie down to sleep. Yes, the lassie was willing enough; so she went away and lay down to sleep. When she awoke, there lay the piece of linen on the table, woven so neat and close, no woof could be better.
'That's what I'm thinking, my leddy. And since 'tis your pleasure that the nursery be done awa' wi', and I have not ta'en any fresh work, I should like weel to see the puir lassie through wi' it. Ye'll no mind that Captain White and my puir Halfpenny listed the same time, and always forgathered as became douce lads.
The name, Alexander, is of frequent mention among the nobility of Scotland. About the year 1735 John Alexander married Margaret Gleason, a "bonnie lassie" of Glasgow, and shortly afterward emigrated to the town of Armagh, in Ireland.
You never heard that last one, and never will, unless you "go for a soldier." I've heard men singing doleful songs, such as I Want to Go Home, when everything was bright and cheerful with no sign of war, and I have heard them, in the midst of the most deadly combat, shouting one of Harry Lauder's favorites, as I Love a Lassie.
"Do you think," I asked the Bonnie Lassie, who was sharing my bench one afternoon as Julien was taking the patroness of Art over to where her car waited, "that she is doing him as much good as she thinks she is, or ought to?" "Malice ill becomes one of your age, Dominie," said the Bonnie Lassie with dignity. "I'm quite serious," I protested. "And very unjust.
"Guilty or not guilty?" asked the sheriff-clerk. "There's a kin' lady in coort," stammered Wishart, "an' she kens a' aboot it." "Guilty or not guilty?" reiterated the clerk: "this is not the time to speak." "She kens it a', an' she wis to tak' the lassie." "Guilty or not guilty? You must plead, and you can say what you like afterward."
I think ye do very weel for yoursel'." "Don't mind him, Mr. Johnson," said Mary Selden. "He is only teasing you." Old McClintock covered her hand with his own and continued: "Listen to her now! Was ne'er a lassie yet could bear to think ill of a bonny face!" He drew down his brows at Pete, who writhed visibly. Ferdie Sedgwick rose and presented a slip of pasteboard to McClintock, with a bow.
"It was the Egyptian I was to tell you about," Dave said, looking to the sheriff. "Ah, yes, you only tell tales about women," said Halliwell. "Strange women," corrected Dave. I keeked through a hole in the door, and I saw it was an Egyptian lassie 'at I had never clapped een on afore.
I think that God will forgive me and I've sinned against Him; try, lassie try, my Sylvie will not thou forgive me? He listened intently for a moment. He heard through the open window the waves lapping on the shelving shore. But there came no word from her; only that same long shivering, miserable sigh broke from her lips at length. 'Child, said he, once more.
"Ay, lass! but His kindest touch cuts sore whiles. And if He were to deal with me after my sins " "But, grandfather; He never does, and He hurts to heal as I have heard you say yourself." "Ay. I have said it with my lips, but I doubt I was carrying a sore and angry heart whiles, when I was putting the folk in mind. And, oh, Katie, lassie, He is far awa'. He has hidden His face from me."
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