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Updated: May 4, 2025


The past surged up too thickly before his eyes, and tossing it impetuously from him, he dropped on a chair by the table, and snatching Daddy Darwin's hands he held them to his face with tears. "GOD bless thee!" he sobbed. "You've been a good maester to me!" "Daddy," wheezed the old man. "Daddy, not maester." And drawing his right hand away, he laid it solemnly on the young man's head.

Margaret McLeod was watching for them, and quickly left her seat at the window to welcome them. "Weel, Janie, lass, and did the music maester think ye could sing?" "Oh, yes, yes!" cried Janie. "I'm to study with him, and Sandy, our Sandy has promised to buy me a piano, so I shall know if I sing the right key, and I'm to sing the lang exercises wi' ne'er a song 'til, weel I dinna when.

"I be crazed, surely," said the poor woman, sitting down again. "There be more gigs than one in the world, and folk often stops to ask their way of the maester." These travellers were a long time about the putting of such a simple question, especially as the night was not a pleasant one to linger out in.

Lift thee head, lad, and look at me. They are thy own!... Yon blue paper's my last will and testament, made many a year back by Mr. Brown, of Green Street, Solicitor, and a very nice gentleman too; and witnessed by his clerks, two decent young chaps, and civil enough, but with too much watchchain for their situation. Jack March, my son, I have left thee maester of Dovecot and all that I have.

Indeed, it really is difficult to realize that any one who is lavish of willingness by word can wilfully and culpably fail in deed. "I be a uncommon vool, maester, sartinly," blubbered George on one occasion when the miller was on the point of turning him off, as a preliminary step on the road to the "gallus," which Master Lake expressed his belief that he was "sartin sure to come to."

"She've never been a mother, maester; of this nor any other one. To see her handle it was enough for me. The boy himself could see she never so much as looked back at un. To bring an infant out a night like this, too, and leave it with strangers. Mother, indeed, says he!" "Take your time, missus, take your time!" murmured the miller in his head. He did not speak aloud, he only puffed his pipe.

"Thank ye, John," she said. "D'ye think he'll get him out?" "Maybe he will, my lass. He's a man that knows what he's doing. I'll say so much for him." "Nay!" added the mason sorrowfully. "Th' ice 'll never hold him his hand's in and there goes his knee. Maester! maester!" he shouted, "come off! come off!" and many a voice besides mine echoed him, "Come off! come off!"

By the great fireplace heaped with blazing logs sat old Sandy McLeod energetically tugging at the straps of his great "arctics." "It's a cauld day, lass," he was saying to little Janie. "Will it be too cauld to venture out an' meet the music maester?" His eyes twinkled, for he well knew that Janie was wild to sing for this man who would say if her voice were indeed worth training.

Jack's the sort if he finds a key he'll look for the lock; if ye give him a knife-blade he'll fashion a heft. Why, a vagrant's a chap that, if he'd all your maester owns to-morrow, he'd be on the tramp again afore t' year were out, and three years wouldn't repair the mischief he'd leave behind him. A vagrant's a chap that if ye lend him a thing he loses it; if ye give him a thing he abuses it "

"An' wassist tha doin' drest oop in this foinery? Wheer gettist thee that goawn? Thissen, or thy maester? Nowt even a napron, fit for thy wark as maaid at serviss; an' parson a gettin' tha plaace at Hall! So thou'lt be high and moity will tha! thou'lt not walk wi' maaids, but traipse by thissen like a slut in the toon dang tha!"

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