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Updated: June 9, 2025


"How old will you be?" "Auchteen next Martinmas." "And why will you be coming to the sacrament?" "Ma mither thocht it was time," with a threatening of tears as she looked at the face in the corner. "Ye will maybe tell the Session what hass been your 'lawwork' and how long ye hef been at Sinai." "A' dinna ken what yir askin'. I was never oot o' Drumtochty," and Jessie breaks down utterly.

"That's no lichtsome, doctor, no lichtsome, ava, for a' dinna ken ony man in Drumtochty sae bund up in his wife as Tammas, and there's no a bonnier wumman o' her age crosses oor kirk door than Annie, nor a cleverer at her work. Man ye 'ill need tae pit yir brains in steep. Is she clean beyond ye?"

Yir M'Phatter feet that ye're haverin' aboot was never slow when the Campbells was comin', I'll grant ye that the Campbells did them, ye ken that fine, Donald." "Hoots, wumman, ye dinna ken what yir sayin'. Div ye no' mind the battle o' the bluidy shirt, an' " "Haud yir wheesht I canna bide to hear aboot thae bluidy shirts an' things.

"It 'ill tak ye a' yir time, lass, an' a' wud raither be on yir back; but ye never failed me yet, and a wumman's life is hangin' on the crossin'."

"Faith!" exclaimed the Alderman, "I'm contint to lave them with the spaech of yir 'oner." Mr. Dooley, if the truth must be told, was not in a condition to get off smooth sentences, though his deportment would have afforded much diversion. And as good speeches lost nothing by keeping, he resolved not to let his off just yet.

"Thank ye, Paitrick, and gude nicht tae ye. Ma ain true freend, gie's yir hand, for a'll maybe no ken ye again. "Noo a'll say ma mither's prayer and hae a sleep, but ye 'ill no leave me till a' is ower." Then he repeated as he had done every night of his life: "This night I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep. And if I die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take."

With a word of additional acknowledgment I stepped on to the station platform, but my parley with a burly cabman was interrupted by the same voice whispering in my ear "Ye micht mind the elders in yir prayer; gin they were led mair into the licht it wad dae nae harm to onybody." A MAN With a SECRET

"'A'm prood tae hae met ye', says Sir George, an' him the greatest doctor in the land. 'Yir an honor tae oor profession. "Hillocks, a' wudna hae missed it for twenty notes," said James Soutar, cynic-in-ordinary to the parish of Drumtochty.

I'm sair soiled, I ken, but love can weave its robe o' white for the very hairt it stained. And I maun be true till the gloamin's gone. So think o' yir mother as aye true to yir faither, and it'll mebbe help yir sorrow to ken there's aye this bond between yir faither and her wha bore ye. And Angus, dinna let him ken, gin ye should ever meet.

Neither the doctor nor Jess moved hand or foot, but their hearts were with their fellow-creature, and at length the doctor made a sign to Marget Howe, who had come out in search of Tammas, and now stood by his side. "Dinna mourn tae the brakin' o' yir hert, Tammas," she said, "as if Annie an' you hed never luved.

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