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"Weel, maybe!" rejoined Mair. "What power have you to set things right?" "Nane, sir. The Baillies' Barn 's as free to them as to oorsel's." "What influence have you, then?" "Unco little," said Bow o' meal, taking the word. "They're afore the win'. An' it 's plain eneuch 'at to stan' up an' oppose them wad be but to breed strife an' debate."
Names and episodes crowd one another out the more one writes, the more one recalls. These random jottings, however, will call up many more to the reader's memory. Such is my hope that, having started you in a reminiscent frame of mind you will now carry on "spinning the yarn" yourself. "Here's tae oorsel's! Wha's like us! Damned few!" Capt. Capt. H.S. Sharp. Capt. Cpl. F. and F.Y. and 14th R.H.
He asked no more questions, but sat waiting the worst. "Dinna be ower hard upo' Grizzie an'me, Cosmo," Aggie went on. "It wasna for oorsel's we wad hae dune sic a thing; an' maybe there was nane but them we did it for 'at we wad hae been able to du't for.
I should like to see a specimen of the tribe before we leave their confounded country." "They're like oorsel's," grunted Mac, "they canna abide the smell o' Cheeniemen; but A'm thinkin' we're near their special habitation noo." There was considerable truth in Mac's observation.
"Na, Kirsty" and Grimond looked shrewdly at her "I'll no say that Claverhouse isna bound to marry some day or ither, and, of course, in his posseetion it behove him to find a lady of his ain rank and his ain creed. Noo, what I'm tellin' ye is strictly between oorsel's, and ye're no to mention it even to your ain mistress.
I say naething aboot Grizzie an' me, wha cud aye tak care o' oorsel's gien we hadna three dowie men to luik efter. We did oor best, but whan a' oor ain siller was awa' efter the lave, we cudna win awa' oorsel's to win mair. Gien you three cud hae dune for yersel's, we wad hae been sen 'in' ye hame something."
"She's jist like ane o' oorsel's," whispered Annie to her husband on the first opportunity, "only a hantle better an bonnier." They took the nearest way to the harbour through the town, and Lady Clementina and Blue Peter kept up a constant talk as they went.
The little man would stand, a sneer on his face and his thin lips contemptuously curled, and flout the lad's brave labors. "Is he no a gran' worker, Wullie? 'Tis a pleasure to watch him, his hands in his pockets, his eyes turned heavenward!" as the boy snatched a hard-earned moment's rest. "You and I, Wullie, we'll brak' oorsel's slavin' for him while he looks on and laffs."
I wonder how Smillie took it a'." "Ach, well, it disna matter a damn, onyway. You did fine, an' I canna see how Smillie has onything ado wi' it. However, we hae a hale day to oorsel's now, what dae you say to gaun to the length of Kew Gardens? It's a gran' place, an' I hae a sister oot there in service." "Oh, I don't mind.
But the Master only smiled grimly. "Thank ye, lad," he said. "But I reck'n we can 'fend for oorsel's, Bob and I. Eh, Owd Un?" Anxious as David might be, he was not so anxious as to be above taking a mean advantage of this state of strained apprehension to work on Maggie's fears. One evening he was escorting her home from church, when, just before they reached the larch copse: "Goo' sakes!
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