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The old military aspirations of Bozzy flared up and were soothed: 'for a little while I fancied myself a military man, and it pleased me. As they left, the commander reminded them of the hardships by the way, in return as Boswell interposed for the rough things Johnson had said of Scotland. 'You must change your name, sir, said Sir Eyre. 'Ay, to Dr M'Gregor, replied Bozzy.
I've rode that horse a thousand miles. I wouldn't sell him, only I'm a bit hard up. Sellin' him now to get the money to go home." "Hoo auld is he?" "Seven." "Is he a guid horrse on a camp?" asked M'Gregor. "No better camp-horse in Queensland," said the drover. "You can chuck the reins on his neck, an' he'll cut out a beast by himself." M'Gregor's action in this matter puzzled us.
M'Gregor used to keep them up to their work. Sent them away somewhere about the Diamantina, shortly after this affair; and now Bob" "Speak o' the divil," growled Baxter. "You done it, you blatherin' fool! Look behine you! Might 'a' had more sense!"
Do you forget the fatal termination of your love? The conduct of the prince's father toward you? Your obstinate silence when Rudolph, after your marriage with Earl M'Gregor, demanded your child, then quite an infant? your daughter, of whose death, ten years before, you informed him in a cold letter? Do you forget that since that time the prince has only felt for you contempt hatred?"
"That your Lordship may have the better view of this matter, it will be necessary that I should inform you, that this fellow has now, of a long time, put himself at the head of the Clan M'Gregor, a race of people who in all ages have distinguished themselves beyond others, by robberies, depredations, and murders, and have been the constant harbourers and entertainers of vagabonds and loose people.
Keppel, laddie, ye're angry with me, and like enough I am a meddlesome auld woman. But I know what a man will do for shining een and a winsome face nane better to my sorrow and twa times have I heard the Warning." Stuart stood up in real perplexity. "Pardon my density, Mrs. M'Gregor, but er the Warning? To what 'warning' do you refer?" Seating herself in the chair before the writing-table, Mrs.
Cuthbert's have taught me to insert this phrase at every seasonable opening indeed, they deem it fitting for every season, and the very first marriage in New Jedboro at which I officiated afforded a vivid proof of this. The young couple were just emerging from the heavenly operation, still somewhat under the celestial chloroform, when Ronald M'Gregor admonished them.
"The foreign lady called half an hour since, Mr. Keppel." Stuart desisted from unlacing his boots and looked up with lively interest. "Mlle. Dorian! Did she leave any message?" "She obsairved that she might repeat her veesit later," replied Mrs. M'Gregor, and, after a moment's hesitation; "she awaited ye're return with exemplary patience."
The Vale of Leven at the time this tie was played had a rare forward combination, and in some of their best matches the dribbling and passing among them were something to be remembered. Macfarlane, however, was certainly not the best of the lot, but a very safe man, and could play equally well on the left wing or the centre, and, if I mistake not, work excellently as a backer-up to J. M'Gregor.
M'Gregor was anxious that a superstructure should be built on the foundation laid by himself by his going to College. Mr. Inglis's advice was unhesitatingly given in the same direction. With his father, the old scruples arose about setting one of his children above the rest; but again his mother's chief concern was more about ways and means.
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