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In a year after the departure of the clan, the clachans of Crawford and Traquare had lost almost all traces of their old pastoral character. The coal pit had been opened, and great iron furnaces built almost at its mouth.
"I!" and "I!" and "I!" was the hearty response; and so next day Traquare saw a strange sight a dozen colliers in a field of wheat, making a real holiday of cutting the grain and binding the sheaves, so that before the next Sabbath it had all been brought safely home.
Colin has used me vera hardly about this. Has he not, Tallisker?" "Yes, laird, Colin was vera wrong there. He knows it now." "What is he doing in such a grand house? How does he live?" "He is an artist a vera great one, I should say." "He paints pictures for a living! He! A Crawford o' Traquare! I'll no believe it, Tallisker." "There's naught to fret about, laird. You'll ken that some day.
It is thirty years to-night since he gave me the ring off his finger, and said, 'Alexander, I am going the way o' all flesh; be a good man, and grip tight. I hae done as he bid me; there is £80,000 in the Bank o' Scotland, and every mortgage lifted. I am vera weel pleased wi' mysel' to-night. I hae been a good holder o' Crawford and Traquare."
"I'll hae you to understand, Dominie Tallisker, that I am laird o' Crawford and Traquare, and I'll hae nae such pliskies played in either o' my clachans." "If you are laird, I am dominie. You ken me weel enough to be sure if this thing is a matter o' conscience to me, neither king nor kaiser can stop me.
He had a fixed idea that it always had been theirs, and whenever he told himself as he did this night that so many acres of old Scotland were actually his own, he was aggressively a Scotchman. "It is a bonnie bit o' land," he murmured, "and I hae done as my father Laird Archibald told me. If we should meet in another warld I'll be able to gie a good account o' Crawford and Traquare.
The coal seam proved to be far richer than had been anticipated, and those expert in such matters said there were undoubted indications of the near presence of iron ore. Great furnaces began to loom up in Crawford's mental vision, and to cast splendid lustres across his future fortunes. In a month after the departure of the clan, the little clachan of Traquare had greatly changed.
He had not seen his son for three years, and the lad was an object very near and dear to his heart. He loved him tenderly as his son, he respected him highly as the future heir of Crawford and Traquare. The Crawfords were a very handsome race; he was anxious that this, their thirteenth representative, should be worthy, even physically, of his ancestors.
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