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"You are an uncivil person; but her own self is fir nan ord too; and she knows the smith is fiery when the iron is hot." "If her nainsell be hammer man herself, her nainsell may make her nain harness," replied Henry.
"Her nainsell muckle obliged till the Bailie's honour," replied Dougal; "but teil be in her shanks fan she gangs on a cause-way'd street, unless she be drawn up the Gallowgate wi' tows, as she was before."
LUNZIE, the loins, the waist. MAE, mair, more. MAINS, the chief farm of an estate. MAUN, must. MEAL ARK, a meal chest. MERK, 13 1/3 pence in English money. MICKLE, much, great. MISGUGGLED, mangled, rumpled. MONY, many. MORN, the morn, tomorrow. MORNING, a morning dram. MUCKLE, much, great. MUIR, moor. NA, nae, no, not. NAINSELL, own self. NICE, simple. NOLT, black cattle. ony, any.
Think ye the captain of the Clan Quhele will be brawling and battling with a bit Perth burgess body like you? Whisht, man, and hearken. Her nainsell will do ye mair credit than ever belonged to your kin. She will fight you for the fair harness hersell." "She must first show that she is my match," said Henry, with a grim smile. "How! I, one of Eachin MacIan's leichtach, and not your match!"
Dougal underwent another and very close examination, in which he steadfastly asserted the truth of what he had before affirmed; and being rebuked on account of the suspicious and dangerous appearance of the route by which he was guiding them, he answered with a sort of testiness that seemed very natural, "Her nainsell didna mak ta road; an shentlemans likit grand roads, she suld hae pided at Glasco."
And through the Highlands they were so rude, As leave them neither clothes nor food, Then burnt their houses to conclude; 'T was tit for tat. How can her nainsell e'er be good, To think on that? And after all, O, shame and grief! To use some worse than murd'ring thief, Their very gentleman and chief, Unhumanly! Like Popish tortures, I believe, Such cruelty.
And through the Highlands they were so rude, As leave them neither clothes nor food, Then burnt their houses to conclude; 'T was tit for tat. How can her nainsell e'er be good, To think on that? And after all, O, shame and grief! To use some worse than murd'ring thief, Their very gentleman and chief, Unhumanly! Like Popish tortures, I believe, Such cruelty.
It was strange changes." She mused a little, and then added: "Put it is something better wi' Croftangry when the changes is frae the field to the habited place, and not from the place of habitation to the desert; for Shanet, her nainsell, kent a glen where there were men as weel as there may be in Croftangry, and if there werena altogether sae mony of them, they were as good men in their tartan as the others in their broadcloth.
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