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You might think, sir, that my grandfather would have stayed with his wife and weans, seeing the post was all the time in the kale-yard, and him careful not to go beyond it; but he was putting the settlement to a great deal of trouble day and night to keep the constables off, and he was fearful that they might take the post away, if ever they got to Glengatchie, and give him the name of false, that no McTavish ever had.
"'Get in with me, Glengatchie it's proud I'll be to carry you home; and he turned his team around. My grandfather did so, taking great care to keep the post in front of him all the time; and that way he reached home.
"Glengatchie, you'll understand, sir, is the name of my grandfather's farm. "'Never fear, Greenfields, says my grandfather, 'for I'm not beyond the post. "So Greenfields looked at the post, and he looked at my grandfather, and he scratched his head a wee, and he seen it was so; and then he fell into a great admiration entirely.
Of course the constables came after my grandfather, but the settlement would not let the creatures come within a mile of Glengatchie.
'I hope you will not think hard of me for not being hospitable to you, sir, says he; 'but it's against the rules and regulations for the jailer to be offering the best he can command to the prisoners. Now that you are free, Mr. McTavish, says the jailer, 'I would be a proud man if Mr. McTavish of Glengatchie would do me the honor of taking supper with me this night.
But when he remembered how the jailer never complained of prisoners of the limits chumping ofer the posts, if so they chumped back again in a moment, the trouble went out of his mind. "Pretty soon after that he met Tuncan Macdonnell of Greenfields, coming into Cornwall with the wagon. "'And how is this, Glengatchie? says Tuncan. 'For you were never the man to broke your bail.
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