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"Young Steiner looked angry enough to eat him as he chuckled an' whustled in his dry old throat. "'Ye've not got your award yet, Steiner says. "'Na, na, says the auld man, in a screech ye could hear to the Hoe, 'but I've twa million sterlin', an' no bairns, ye Judeeas Apella, if ye mean to fight; an' I'll match ye p'und for p'und till the last p'und's oot. Ye ken me, Steiner!
She shook her head. "I never heard a note of it," said she. "Whistle it all through. And now once again," she added, after I had done so. "Haenae I got just the lilt of it? Isnae this the tune that ye whustled?" "You see," she says, "I can do the poetry too, only it won't rhyme. And then again: "I am Miss Grant, sib to the Advocate: You, I believe, are Dauvit Balfour."
'She's signallin' to the south of us. Bannister knows as well as I that one rocket would bring the Breslau. He'll no be wastin' fireworks for nothin'. Hear her ca'! "The Grotkau whustled an' whustled for five minutes, an' then there were more fireworks a regular exhibeetion. "'That's no for men in the regular trade, says Bell. 'Ye're right, Mac.
After the gale it was cold weather wi' dark nights. "I was in the engine-room on Friday night, just before the middle watch, when Bell whustled down the tube: 'She's done it'; an' up I came. "The Grotkau was just a fair distance south, an' one by one she ran up the three red lights in a vertical line the sign of a steamer not under control. "'Yon's a tow for us, said Bell, lickin' his chops.
It was a braw spring morn, and Tam whustled as he claught in the young geese. Mony's the time I've heard him tell of this experience, and aye the swat ran upon the man. It chanced, ye see, that Tam keeked up, and he was awaur of a muckle solan, and the solan pyking at the line. He thocht this by- ordinar and outside the creature's habits.
But whaur Tam hung there was naething but the craig, and the sea below, and the solans skirling and flying. It was a braw spring morn, and Tam whustled as he claught in the young geese. Mony's the time I heard him tell of this experience, and aye the swat ran upon the man. It chanced, ye see, that Tam keekit up, and he was awaur of a muckle solan, and the solan pyking at the line.
I can hardly believe whiles 'at my father hasna a grup o' my han'. A meenute ago I was traivellin' throu a terrible driftin' o' snaw eh, hoo it whustled and sang! and the cauld o' 't was stingin'; but my father had a grup o' me, an' I jist despised it, an' was stampin' 't doon wi' my wee bit feet, for I was like saven year auld or thereaboots.
She shook her head. "I never heard a note of it," said she. "Whistle it all through. And now once again," she added, after I had done so. Isnae this the tune that ye whustled?" "You see," she says, "I can do the poetry too, only it won't rhyme." And then again: "I am Miss Grant, sib to the Advocate: You, I believe, are Dauvit Balfour." I told her how much astonished I was by her genius.
It was a braw spring morn, and Tam whustled as he claught in the young geese. Mony's the time I heard him tell of this experience, and aye the swat ran upon the man. It chanced, ye see, that Tam keeked up, and he was awaur of a muckle solan, and the solan pyking at the line. He thocht this by-ordinar and outside the creature's habits.
She shook her head. "I never heard a note of it," said she. "Whistle it all through. And now once again," she added, after I had done so. "Haena I got just the lilt of it? Isna this the tune that ye whustled? "You see," she says, "I can do the poetry too, only it won't rhyme. And then again: "I am Miss Grant, sib to the Advocate: You, I believe, are Dauvit Balfour."
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