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Didn't you think so too?" "No, sir," Bill said; "it never entered my moind as he didn't do it. Oi heard as how t' chap beat Maister Ned cruel, and it seemed to me natural loike as he should sarve him out.

That fragrant smell may witnesse well, your duties you displaie. ¶ These verses I haue the more willinglie inserted, for that I had the same deliuered to me turned into English by maister Nicholas Roscarocke, both right aptlie yeelding the sense, and also properlie answering the Latine, verse for verse.

She was a gude wife nae flying, nae rampauging. She wad hae died wi' shame to be likened to thae randy wives at hame. Ye might do waur than tak' such a fair offer, Maister Arthur. 'You mean it all kindly, said Arthur, touched; 'but for nothing no, for nothing, can a Christian deny his Lord, or yield up his hopes for hereafter.

Wild eyed with alarm at mention of the Burgh court, in connection with that beloved little pet, she stammered: "It's it's no' a coort he gaed to. Maister Traill's tak'n Bobby awa' to a braw kirk." Sandy nodded his head. "Ay, that would be the police office in St. Giles. Lassie, tell Mr. Traill I sent the Lord Provost, and if he's needing a witness to ca' on Sandy McGregor."

"'A 'm astonished at ye, said Jamie, for the Netheraird man let it out; 'yon wes a sermon for young fouk, juist milk, ye ken, tae the ordinar' discoorses. Surely, as if the thought had just struck him, 'ye werena thinkin' o' callin' Maister Cunningham tae Muirtown. "'Edinboorgh, noo; that micht dae gin the feck o' the members be professors, but Muirtown wud be clean havers.

As I have said, I never saw a more beautiful countenance, or a more subdued or settled quiet. "Ailie," said James, "this is Maister John, the young doctor; Rab's freend, ye ken. We often speak aboot you, doctor." She smiled, and made a movement, but said nothing; and prepared to come down, putting her plaid aside and rising.

Noo we ken frae Scriptur' 'at the Maister cam to mak aye ane o' them 'at was at twa; an' we ken also 'at he conquered Deith; sae he wad never lat Deith mak the ane 'at he had made ane, intil twa again: it's no rizon to think it. For oucht I ken, what luiks like a gangin' awa may be a comin' nearer.

Either, then, he did not love like a God, or he would not have created." "He micht ken himsel' sure to win i' the lang rin." "Grant the same to the God of the Bible, and we come back to where we were before." "Does that satisfee yersel', Maister Graham?" asked Malcolm, looking deep into the eyes of his teacher. "Not at all," answered the master. "Does onything?"

"Noa, to be sure, Sir; the will was a woundy long one, and Maister Oswald there told me it was no use to read it over to me, but merely to sign, as a witness to Sir William's handwriting." "Enough: you may retire;" and George Davis vanished. "Mr. Oswald," said I, approaching the attorney, "I may wrong you, and if so, I am sorry for it, but I suspect there has been foul practice in this deed.

You see, Miss, I'm knitting a pair o' stockings now; they're for Thomas Jackson: he's a queerish old body, an' we've had many a bout at threaping, one anent t'other; an' at times we've differed sorely. So I thought I couldn't do better nor knit him a pair o' warm stockings; an' I've felt to like him a deal better, poor old man, sin' I began. It's turned out just as Maister Weston said.

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