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But there was a path here ance, though maybe, if we could see it, ye would rather bide where we are His name be praised!" he ejaculated suddenly, "there's ane coming down the crag e'en now!" Then, exalting his voice, he hilloa'd out to the daring adventurer such instructions as his former practice, and the remembrance of local circumstances, suddenly forced upon his mind: "Ye're right! ye're right! that gate that gate! fasten the rope weel round Crummies-horn, that's the muckle black stane cast twa plies round it that's it! now, weize yoursell a wee easel-ward a wee mair yet to that ither stane we ca'd it the Cat's-lug there used to be the root o' an aik tree there that will do! canny now, lad canny now tak tent and tak time Lord bless ye, tak time Vera weel! Now ye maun get to Bessy's apron, that's the muckle braid flat blue stane and then, I think, wi' your help and the tow thegither, I'll win at ye, and then we'll be able to get up the young leddy and Sir Arthur."
But now I heard a voice suddenly exclaim, "Where is the English stranger? It was he gave Rob Roy the knife to cut the belt." "Cleeve the pock-pudding to the chafts!" cried one voice. "Weize a brace of balls through his harn-pan!" said a second. "Drive three inches of cauld airn into his brisket!" shouted a third.
Got off my proofs. Went over to breakfast at Huntly Burn; the great object was to see my cascade in the Glen suitably repaired. I have had it put to rights by puddling and damming. What says the frog in the Fairy Tale? "Stuff with moss, and clog with clay, And that will weize the water away." Having seen the job pretty tightly done, walked deliciously home through the woods.
But now I heard a voice suddenly exclaim, "Where is the English stranger? It was he gave Rob Roy the knife to cut the belt." "Cleeve the pock-pudding to the chafts!" cried one voice. "Weize a brace of balls through his harn-pan!" said a second. "Drive three inches of cauld airn into his brisket!" shouted a third.
"Remember your liberties," he exclaimed; "confound cess, press, and presbytery, and the memory of old Willie that first brought them upon us!" "Damn the gauger!" echoed old John Rewcastle; "I'll cleave him wi' my ain hand." "And confound the country-keeper and the constable!" re-echoed Westburnflat; "I'll weize a brace of balls through them before morning."
But there was a path here ance, though maybe, if we could see it, ye would rather bide where we are His name be praised!" he ejaculated suddenly, "there's ane coming down the crag e'en now!" Then, exalting his voice, he hilloa'd out to the daring adventurer such instructions as his former practice, and the remembrance of local circumstances, suddenly forced upon his mind: "Ye're right! ye're right! that gate that gate! fasten the rope weel round Crummies-horn, that's the muckle black stane cast twa plies round it that's it! now, weize yoursell a wee easel-ward a wee mair yet to that ither stane we ca'd it the Cat's-lug there used to be the root o' an aik tree there that will do! canny now, lad canny now tak tent and tak time Lord bless ye, tak time Vera weel! Now ye maun get to Bessy's apron, that's the muckle braid flat blue stane and then, I think, wi' your help and the tow thegither, I'll win at ye, and then we'll be able to get up the young leddy and Sir Arthur."
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