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A little later James was in a lonely part of the woods when a robber sprang at him and demanded his money. "Weel a weel, let me get it," said James, and stepping back he whispered to Rab, "Speak till him, my man." Rab had the robber down in an instant. In "Rab and his Friends" the great mastiff shows just the qualities that we should expect from this account of his earlier career.
They behoove to say that's its na the game that draws the young laird sae often to Ben Lone; but just Rab Cameron's handsome lass, Rose, and she is a handsome quean as I said before; but nae 'are to mak' the young master lose his head for a' that! Sae ye maun na beleiv' a word of it, me young leddy," said Dame Girzie. And she hastened to change the subject. "Ah! what a power beauty is!
It was told of him that once when he suddenly put his head from a carriage window he dropped back with a disappointed look. "Who was it?" asked his companion. "Some one you know?" "No, a dog I don't know." Dr. John was beloved by everybody in Scotland, and his story of "Rab" had won him a world-wide following. Children adored him.
"It shall never be said, Sir, that my person was at the control of a heathenish man of Belial a dangler among the daughters of women a promiscuous dancer and a player of unlawful games. Forgo your rudeness, Sir, I say, and depart away from my presence and that of my kinswoman. "Come along, I say, my charming Rab.
Brown was once driving with a friend through a crowded section of Edinburgh when he stopped in the middle of a sentence, seeming to be surprised at something behind the carriage. "Is it some one you know?" the friend asked. "No," was the reply, "it's a dog I don't know." Needless to say that "Rab and his Friends" is an Edinburgh story. The time is about 1824-1830.
Her tremulous, rapid, affectionate, eager, Scotch voice the swift, aimless, bewildered mind, the baffled utterance, the bright and perilous eye; some wild words, some household cares, something for James, the names of the dead, Rab called rapidly and in a "fremyt" voice, and he starting up surprised, and slinking off as if he were to blame somehow, or had been dreaming he heard; many eager questions and beseechings which James and I could make nothing of, and on which she seemed to set her all, and then sink back ununderstood.
She walks in quietly, but without haste; dressed in her mutch, her neckerchief, her white dimity short-gown, her black bombazeen petticoat, showing her white worsted stockings and her carpet shoes. Behind her was James with Rab. James sat down in the distance, and took that huge and noble head between his knees. Rab looked perplexed and dangerous forever cocking his ear and dropping it as fast.
He came close to her, and, lifting up her calm, clear, beautiful eyes, she gave him a long look, turned to me kindly but shortly, looked for Rab but could not see him, then turned to her husband again, as if she would never leave off looking, shut her eyes, and composed herself.
The severe little man was mitigated, and condescended to say, "Rab, ma man puir Rabbie," whereupon the stump of a tail rose up, the ears were cocked, the eyes filled and were comforted; the two friends were reconciled. "Hupp!" and a stroke of the whip were given to Jess, and off went the three.
How he renewed his acquaintance there, and in what sad circumstances, with Rab and his friends, it is superfluous to tell, for every one who reads at all has read that story, and most readers not without tears. As a medical student in Edinburgh, Dr. Brown made the friendship of Mr. Syme, the famous surgeon a friendship only closed by death.
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