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O man, if ye wad e'er deserve a portion in Heaven, or a brokenhearted creature's blessing upon earth, tell me where they hae put my bairn the sign of my shame, and the partner of my suffering! tell me wha has taen't away, or what they hae dune wi't?"

The damsel blushed, but not so angrily as before. Master George Heriot hastened to interrupt the conclusion of Sir Mungo's homely proverb, by introducing him personally to Lord Nigel. Sir Mungo could not at first understand what his host said, "Bread of Heaven, wha say ye, man?"

Fortunately for Andrew Lockerby, Janet finally selected Mary Moir as the Eve specially to blame in this transgression. "A proud up-head lassie," she asserted, "that cam o' a family wha would sell their share o' the sunshine for pounds sterling!"

What a climax to two years of soldiering! "Wha what why do you mean to tell me poor old Mike Farrel has lost the number of his mess?" he blurted. "Great snakes! That news breaks me all up in business." "You knew him well, then?" "'Knew him? Why, I ate with him, slept with turn, rode with him, went to school with him. Know him? I should tell a man!

"Dinna vex yoursell sae muckle, Miss Edith," said that faithful attendant; "wha kens what may happen to help young Milnwood?

As they came down they sang, "Scots wha hae," and the juniors, who had rushed on before, met them at the door and gave three cheers, first for Speug, then for Dunc, and then for Jock Howieson, which homage and tribute of victory Speug received with affected contempt but great pride of heart.

Long hair is the ornament o' woman ony way; we've good warrandise for that it's in the Bible and wha can doubt that the Apostle had some gowden-haired lassie in his mind Apostle and all, for what was he but just a man like yersel'?" Archie was sedulous at church. Sunday after Sunday he sat down and stood up with that small company, heard the voice of Mr.

He still had good red beans, most excellent coffee, corn-fed bacon, the best of bread and butter, a hunger-inspiring stew of lamb, white potatoes, fine apple sauce, and superlative gingerbread on hand in great abundance, however, but in spite of it all he spluttered. "What's mallah you, Van?" he demanded several times. "Wha' for no tell me blingee ladies? How you s'plose I gettee dinner?

'Tain't no 'sperience. You ain't been converted. You're gettin' ripe! 'S all is about it. Wha' changes green persimmons? 's nature; 'tain't 'sperience." "Well, I'd like to know if sunshine an' frost ain't experiences," retorted Champion. "Some experiences," laughed John, "are mighty hot sunshine, and some are mighty hard frosts."

"Dinna vex yoursell sae muckle, Miss Edith," said that faithful attendant; "wha kens what may happen to help young Milnwood?