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He remained at the pigsty until Sam'l left the farm, when he joined him at the top of the brae, and they went home together. "It's yersel, Sanders," said Sam'l. "It is so, Sam'l," said Sanders. "Very cauld," said Sam'l. "Blawy," assented Sanders. After a pause "Sam'l," said Sanders. "Ay." "I'm hearin' yer to be mairit." "Ay." "Weel, Sam'l, she's a snod bit lassie." "Thank ye," said Sam'l.
"So they are," said Sam'l, almost fiercely. "I kin she's a neat han' at singein' a hen," said Pete. "An' wi't a'," said Davit, "she's a snod, canty bit stocky in her Sabbath claes." "If onything, thick in the waist," suggested Jamie. "I dinna see that," said Sam'l.
"Or mebbe ye was wantin' the minister?" suggested another, the same who had walked out twice with Chirsty Duff and not married her after all. Sam'l could not think of a good reply at the moment, so he laughed good-naturedly. "Ondootedly she's a snod bit crittur," said Davit, archly. "An' michty clever wi' her fingers," added Jamie Deuchars.
"Oh, nocht to his discredit ava, only Manse Bell heard him arguin' wi' the minister aboot the weemen-folk the day that he cam'. He canna' bide them, she says." "He has but puir taste," said Ebie Farrish; "a snod bit lass is the bonniest work o' Natur'. Noo for mysel' " "D'ye want anither?" asked Jess, without apparent connection.
"Or mebbe ye was wantin' the minister?" suggested another, the same who had walked out twice with Chirsty Duff and not married her after all. Sam'l could not think of a good reply at the moment, so he laughed good-naturedly. "Ondootedly she's a snod bit crittur," said Davit, archly. "An' michty clever wi' her fingers," added Jamie Deuchars.
"Or mebbe ye was wantin' the minister?" suggested another, the same who had walked out twice with Chirsty Duff and not married her after all. Sam'l could not think of a good reply at the moment, so he laughed good-naturedly. "Ondoobtedly she's a snod bit crittur," said Davit, archly. "An' michty clever wi' her fingers," added Jamie Deuchars.
We gaed awa' to hae a cup o' tea wi' Mistress Mikaver that's the scone-baker's widow, ye ken. Her auldest laddie's been awa' oot amon' the Reed Indians, or some o' thae ither lang-haired, naked fowk 'at never wash themsel's; an' they say he's made a heap o' bawbees. He's a snod bit stockie a little beld, an' bowd-leggit, an' wants a thoom.
"A bonny bride's sune buskit; eh, Nanny Swinton?" "But ye're no bonny, Miss Nelly; na, na, ye cannot fill the shoon o' yer leddy mother; ye're snod, and ye may shak yer tails at the Assembly, but ye're far ahint Lady Carnegie." "An' I've but to dance my set with young Berwickshire Home, I care not though I bide at home after all."
But, I'll swag, the young kimmers that were at the pairty didna see muckle wrang wi' him. There was as keen competition for him amon' the lassies as gin he'd been a gude-gaen public-hoose puttin' up for unction. Me an' Sandy landed amon' the first o' the fowk. A'thing was richt snod, I assure ye.
"Why, that's another matter," replied the beadle, "and if it be true and I think thou dost not look so polrumptious as thy playfellow yonder Thou wouldst be a mettle lass enow, an thou wert snog and snod a bid better. Come thou away, then the Rector is a good man." "Is that the minister," said Jeanie, "who preached" "The minister? Lord help thee! What kind o' Presbyterian art thou?
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