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But it was aye an oonsaitisfactory kin' o' a thing, for the trustees they caredna a bodle aboot keepin' the place dacent, an' tuik sae sma' delicht in ony pleesurin' o' the auld lord,'at they jist allooed him me, an' no a man mair nor less to the gairden, that is. That's hoo the place comes to be in sic a disgracefu' condeetion.

I sprang to my feet, but the place reeled roon', and I fell. It was the lauch that killed me. What for sud she lauch? And sic a ane as her that was no licht-heidit lassie, but cud read and unnerstan', wi the best? I suppose I had gane upo' my knees till her, and syne like the lave o' the celestials she tuik to her feathers and flew.

It was a' siller an' company company 'at cudna be merry ohn drunken. Verity their lauchter was like the cracklin' o' thorns aneath a pot. Het watter and whusky was aye the cry efter their denner an' efter their supper, till my puir Anerew tuik till the bare whusky i' the mornin' to fill the ebb o' the toddy. He wad never hae dune as he did but for the whusky.

But i' the efternune, as she was oot for an airin, are o' the horses cuist a shue, and thinkin naething o' the risk til a human sowl, but only o' the risk til the puir horse, the fule fallow stoppit at a smithy nae farrer nor the neist door frae a public, and tuik the horse intil the smithy, lea'in the smith's lad at the held o' the ither horse.

What for no, sir." "It's a good way to see a lady across the Thames and know her again." "Ow! but I tuik the spy glaiss till her," answered Davy, reddening. "You are sure of her, then?" "I am that, sir." "Then come with me, and I will show you where she lives. I will not ride faster than you can run. But mind you don't look as if you belonged to me." "Na, na, sir. There's fowk takin' nottice."

'She kens, than. I sent her aff like ane o' Samson's foxes, wi' a firebrand at her tail. It's a pity it wasna tied atween the twa o' ye. 'Preserve 's, grannie! Is't possible ye hae ta'en Shargar for ane o' wumman-kin'? 'I ken naething aboot Shargar, I tell ye. I ken that Betty an' me tuik an ill-faured dame i' the bed i' the garret.

It micht be amo' the grenite muntains o' Aigypt, though they takna freely sic fine blocks oot o' this ane as they tuik oot o' that at Syene. Ye wadna be fleyt to come an' see what the meen maks o' 't, wad ye, mem?" "No, Donal. I would not be frightened to go anywhere with you. But " "Eh, mem! it maks me richt prood to hear ye say that. Come awa' than."

But maybe it was the lauchin' o' the twa lads, for they thocht it unco fun. He didna live lang efter that. But it wasna that 'at killed him, ye ken. 'But hoo cam he to play the pipes? 'He likit the pipes. And yer grandfather, he tuik to the fiddle. 'But what for did they ca' him the blin' piper o' Portcloddie?

Man, ye're jist like Simon the Pharisee, 'at was sae scunnert at oor Lord 'cause he loot the wuman 'at was a sinner tak her wull o' 's feet the feet 'at they war gaein' to tak their wull o' efter anither fashion afore lang. He wad hae shawn her the door Simon wad like you, John; but the Lord tuik her pairt.

But I'll speir ye nae mair, sir, said the herd. I fear what ye micht say neist. Ye wad but won'er the mair, said the bird, To see the thouchts i' my breist. And aye he sang, an' better he sang, An' the worms creepit in an' oot; An' ane he tuik, an' twa he loot gang, But still he carolled stoot.