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Here and there a modern tune strikes the public taste or sinks deeper to the heart, and it takes its place thenceforward with the "Old Hundredth," with "Martyrs," and "Mear"; but the greater number of these compositions are as ephemeral as newspaper stories.
I promised the bairn I would lat Francie ken whaur she was, and gie him the chance o' sayin his say til her. 'Verra weel, lassie! ye ken what ye're aboot, and I s' no interfere wi' ye. But, eh, ye'll be tired afore ye win to yer bed! 'I'll no tramp it, mother; I'll tak the gray mear. 'She's gey and fresh, lassie; ye maun be on yer guaird. 'A' the better! returned Kirsty.
I ken a canny chield at Loughmaben, a bit writer lad, that will put me in the way to sort him. Steal the mear! na, na, far be the sin o' theft frae Andrew Fairservice I have just arrested her jurisdictionis fandandy causey.
"If ye dinna think me fit," replied Andrew, in a huff, "to speak like ither folk, gie me my wages and my board-wages, and I'se gae back to Glasgow There's sma' sorrow at our parting, as the auld mear said to the broken cart."
"Weel, sir," said he, getting redder, "he didna exactly dee; he was killed. I had to brain him wi' a rack-pin; there was nae doin' wi' him. He lay in the treviss wi' the mear, and wadna come oot. I tempit him wi' kail and meat, but he wad tak' naething, and keepit me frae feedin' the beast, and he was aye gur gurrin', and grup gruppin' me by the legs.
Heukbane," said the woman of letters, pursing up her mouth, "ye ken my gudeman likes to ride the expresses himsell we maun gie our ain fish-guts to our ain sea-maws it's a red half-guinea to him every time he munts his mear; and I dare say he'll be in sune or I dare to say, it's the same thing whether the gentleman gets the express this night or early next morning." "Only that Mr.
When any asked him concerning the common things of life; disputes about the mear of a territory, or about the straying of cattle, or about the penalty of blood; he would turn to those nearest him for advice; but this was held to be from courtesy, for none knew that these matters were hidden from him by thoughts and dreams that filled his mind like the marching and counter-marching of armies.
"Some gaed there, and some gaed here, And a' the town was in a steer, And Johnnie on his brocket mear, He raid to fetch the howdie." November 30. Another idle morning, with letters, however.
"Na, na", said I. "Tamson's mear would never be the thing for me this day of all days."
"If ye dinna think me fit," replied Andrew, in a huff, "to speak like ither folk, gie me my wages and my board-wages, and I'se gae back to Glasgow There's sma' sorrow at our parting, as the auld mear said to the broken cart."
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