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Mackaye?" asked I, for he was getting altogether unintelligibly Scotch, as was his custom when excited. "Ou, I forgot; ye're a puir Southern body, an' no sensible to the gran' metaphoric powers o' the true Dawric.
They not only keep under other artizans, but they help to starve us first, and then shoot us, if we complain too loudly." "Oh, ho! your blood's getting up, is it? Then you're in the humour to be told what you have been hankering to know so long where Mackaye and I go at night. We'll strike while the iron's hot, and go down to the Chartist meeting at *. "Pardon me, my dear fellow," I said.
He earned a decent living by his painting, but each year's living depended on each year's work. Hence he was in the proletarian class. Alice Mackaye, on the other hand, belonged to the capitalist class. I say "belonged," because that is precisely the word to describe her situation.
I know it is want that drives them to it, as it drives all of us but tell them it's best to starve and die honest girls, than to go about with the shame and the curse of God on their hearts, for the sake of keeping this poor, miserable, vile body together a few short years more in this world o' sorrow. Do tell them, Mr. Mackaye."
No one who has money dare speak out his heart; not that he has much certainly; but the cunning old Scot that he is, he lives by the present system of things, and he won't speak ill of the bridge which carries him over till the time comes." I could not understand whither all this tended, and walked on silent and somewhat angry, at hearing the least slight cast on Mackaye.
Next day I returned to town, for Sandy Mackaye had written me a characteristic note telling me that he could deposit any trash I had written in a paper called the "Weekly Warwhoop." Before I went from D , my cousin George warned me not to pay so much attention to Miss Lillian if I wished to stand well with Eleanor, the dean's niece, who was to marry Lord Lynedale.
If ever I meet Stephen Mackaye again, I shall not be responsible for my actions. It passes beyond me that a man with whom I shared food and blanket, and with whom I mushed over the Chilcoot Trail, should turn out the way he did. I always sized Steve up as a square man, a kindly comrade, without an iota of anything vindictive or malicious in his nature. I shall never trust my judgment in men again.
Then he put his pipe solemnly on the hob, and cleared his throat for action, while I buried my face in the book. "Them's a sight o' larned beuks, Muster Mackaye?" "Humph!" "Yow maun ha' got a deal o' scholarship among they, noo?" "Humph!" "Dee yow think, noo, yow could find out my boy out of un, by any ways o' conjuring like?" "By what?"
She took the book and left the room. It was Saturday morning, and I spent two miserable days, for she never spoke a word to me till the two ministers had made their appearance, and drank their tea on Sunday evening: then at last she opened: "And now, Mr. Wigginton, what account have you of this Mr. Mackaye, who has seduced my unhappy boy from the paths of obedience?"
Mackaye, to spare me, went on to talk of the agricultural distress, and Crossthwaite explained that he wanted to send a deputation down to the country to spread the principles of the Charter. "I will go," I said, starting up. "They shall see I do care for the Cause. Where is the place?" "About ten miles from D ." "D !" My heart sank. If it had been any other spot! But it was too late to retract.
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