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'Weel, mem, ye'll have mair siller nor ye'll ken what to dae wi', an' 'tis to be hoped ye'll no be making a fool of yersel. Madame laughed she was used to McIntosh's plain speaking, and it in no wise offended her. In fact, she preferred it very much more than being flattered, as people's blame is always genuine, their praise rarely so.
Then she left the room, but presently returned with a little brandy. 'There, she said, offering the glass, 'that will do you good. 'What is 't, mem? 'Brandy. There's water in it, of course. 'I daurna touch 't. Grannie cudna bide me to touch 't, So determined was he, that Miss St. John was forced to yield.
Ruth, in y'r welthy home. Mem. Pore Mrs. Mollie is prittier than ye fineist ladies that wear to be sene at ye opening of ye grand new roome at Ranellar this spring last past, wear I sor ye too Miss Gunings and Lady Harvey, wich is alsoe accounted a grate buty."
He never can have eaten so many ices there as I have, nor passed so many patient hours amid the screeching, chattering, and devouring, which make it most like a cage of strange birds, or the monkey department in the Jardin des Plantes. Mem. I always observed that the monkeys just mentioned seemed far more mirthful than their brethren in the London Zoölogical Gardens.
P. as an antidote against the fog. Mem. He refused it. The hither horse greased in the off-pastern of the hind leg. Arrived at Samers. Mem. This last was a post and a half, i.e. three leagues, or nine English miles. The day clears up. A fine champaign country, well stored with corn. The postillion says his prayers in passing by a wooden crucifix upon the road. Mem.
Now, don't let me hear of your singing in the streets or begging again. You will get into trouble if you do." She was descending the stairs as she spoke, and she turned round when she had reached the entry: "You know the police will take you, Baubie." "Yes, mem," answered Baubie, duly impressed. "Well, now, I am going home. Stay: are you hungry?"
Don't roar so, my Lizzy! We'll call for you as we come back. 'I'll go now! Let me out! I will go! are the last words of Miss Lizzy. Mem. Not to spoil that child if I can help it. But I do think her mother might have let the poor little soul walk with us to-day. Nothing worse for children than coddling. Nothing better for chilblains than exercise.
After dinner to the office, where doing infinite of business till past to at night to the comfort of my mind, and so home with joy to supper and to bed. This evening Mr. So much he fears me and all that have to do with me. Of this more in the Mem. 3rd. Clerke, and there after much ado made an end, giving Mr. Custos L202 against Mr.
Soc. of the Sons of Col. Govs., pres. Sill. Soc. of Protestant Martyrs, comdr. Sill. Mil. Order of Lost Battles, mem. exec. bd. Sill. Hist. Assn. for the Preservation of Ruins. Democrat, Episcopalian, unmarried. Has also written numerous pamphlets on hist., biog. and geneal. subjects. Address: Lichfield, Sill."
The fervid imagination of the child had uncovered to his mind's eye mines of wealth, awaiting only the touch of the magic spade to bare their golden veins to the needs of his Mem Sahib and himself. There was no dispelling his golden visions by any shock of hard sense; the more he dreamed the more he believed. But the spot? the right spot? "Only wait."
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