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'He's dune a' 'at he can for him, I doobt, already. 'Duv ye think 'at God cudna save a man gin he liket, than, grannie? 'God can do a'thing. There's nae doobt but by the gift o' his speerit he cud save a'body. 'An' ye think he's no mercifu' eneuch to do 't? 'It winna do to meddle wi' fowk's free wull. To gar fowk he gude wad be nae gudeness.

The Lord's been verra mercifu' jist like himsel'." It was ill to bide for a while whan I cudna sleep. But I jist sleep noo like ane o' the beloved." "I was richt sorry for ye, Thamas." "Ay, Ye've a kin' hert, lassie.

"I'll have neither man nor dog about me that doesn't know his master. You may poison him if you prefer it." "Come awa', come awa', my lord!" said the laird. "This, as ye hae said,'s the Sabbath-nicht, an' the thoucht o' 't sud mak us mercifu'. I hae naething to offer ye but a cheir to rist ye in, an syne we'll tak the ro'd like neebors thegither an' I'll shaw ye the w'y hame."

Na, na, laddie! frae my verra hert, I wuss he may be that affrontit wi' himsel' 'at he canna sae muckle as lift up's een to h'aven, but maun smite upo' 's breist an' say, 'God be mercifu' to me a sinner! That's my curse upo' him, for I wadna hae 'im a deevil. Whan he comes to think that shame o' himsel', I'll tak him to my hert, as I tak the bairn he misguidit.

As for myself, I canna blame ye, for ye act up to your lights; and if I havena killed my poor infant, ye may witness a' that hae seen it this day, that I hae been the means of killing my greyheaded father I deserve the warst frae man, and frae God too But God is mair mercifu' to us than we are to each other." With these words the trial concluded.

"Dinna greet for me," said he in a calm and hopeful voice, "I ha'e already leeved ayont the period allotted to the life o' man. I ha'e striven in my ain imperfect way to do my duty in this life, an' I am thankfu' that I am able to say that I dinna fear death; and I feel that when I dee I shall gang hame to the house o' a mercifu' Father."

"God be mercifu'," he muttered, and then turned swiftly towards the stairs, for a hand was fumbling at the latch. I waited trembling, and I heard no word; but the aroma of a soul's second spring stole sweet and unafraid into the chamber of death.

"Mercifu' powers!" exclaimed the governante, "my master wears it every Sunday!" "Sunday and Saturday," added old Milnwood, "whenever I put on my black velvet coat; and Wylie Mactrickit is partly of opinion it's a kind of heir-loom, that rather belangs to the head of the house than to the immediate descendant. It has three thousand links; I have counted them a thousand times.

To tell God's trowth, for I daurna lee, for fear o' haein' to luik upo' 's like again, my auld auntie declaret efterhin 'at she saw naething. She bude til hae been asleep, an' a mercifu' thing it was for her, puir body! but she didna live lang efter.

The dinner at Luckie Cumstie's followed of the plainest, but good. Alec's trouble had not yet affected the region in which Paley seats the organ of happiness. And while an appetite exists, a dinner will be interesting. Just as the gloaming was fading into night, they went back to the library. "Will I rin ower to the sacrist's for a licht?" asked Alec. "Na, na; lat be. The mirk's mercifu', whiles."