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Updated: June 28, 2025


I wad be unco stray up yon'er, gien I had to gang my lane, an' no you to refar till, 'at kens the w'ys o' the place." "I ken no more about the w'ys o' the place nor yersel', Robert, though I'm thinkin' they'll be unco quaiet an' sensible, seein' 'at a' there maun be gentle fowk.

"But bide ye, my bonny Sir Gibbie, till we're a' up yon'er, an' syne we'll see." The place of honour was therefore given to Jean Mavor, who was beside herself with joy to see her broonie lord of the land, and be seated beside him in respect and friendship.

"De specerlaters is come," said Dilsey; "dey's right down yon'er on de crick banks back er de quarters." "Whar yer gwine?" asked Mammy. "Oh, Mammy, de specerlaters is come," said Dumps, "an' we're goin' down to the creek to see 'um." "No yer ain't, nuther," said Mammy. "Yer ain't er gwine er nyear dem specerlaters, er cotchin' uv measles an' hookin'-coffs an' sich, fum dem niggers.

Wauk up, Lizzy," she went on, in her eagerness waiting for no answer: "Ma'colm's gauin' to tell 's the tale o' the auld castel o' Colonsay. It's oot by yon'er, my leddy no that far frae the Deid Heid. Wauk up, Lizzy." "I'm no sleepin', Annie," said Lizzy, "though, like Ma'colm's auld man," she added with a sigh, "I wad whiles fain be."

Marse Perkins, w'at dat light dancin' up yon'er by de grabeyard?" The overseer rose with a start, his hair rising also as he saw a fitful jack-o'-lantern gleam, appearing and disappearing on the cemetery hill.

With a curse caught from her husband, she struck him from the window, crying, "Ye s' no come in here, an' my man droonin' yon'er! Gang till 'im, ye cooard!" Never had poor Gibbie so much missed the use of speech. On the slope of the roof he could do little to force an entrance, therefore threw himself off it to seek another, and betook himself to the windows below.

"I care nae, Ringan, if I ne'er come back; for though we hae lang dwelt in affection together yon'er, thae that were most precious to me are now both aneath the sod," alluding to his wife who had been several years dead, and poor Bell, that lovely rose which the ruthless spoiler had so trampled into the earth.

An' there may be w'ys o' comin' nearer till ane anither up yon'er 'at we ken naething aboot doon here. There's that laddie, Gibbie: I canna but think 'at gien he hed the tongue to speyk, or aiven gien he cud mak' ony soon' wi' sense intil't, like singin', say, he wad fin' himsel' nearer till's nor he can i' the noo.

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