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Updated: June 13, 2025
Is there any change round Meriton?" "Nane worth the praising, sir. We hae a new minister. I dinna think much o' him." "Not orthodox, I suppose." "A puir body, sir, a puir body at a sermon. I like a gun and a minister to shoot close. Dr. MacDonald is an awfu' scattering man. He'll be frae Genesis to Revelations in the same discourse, sir."
Oh, faither, I've come to mind ye o' yir promise an' to set yir puir feet upon the path ance mair. God loves ye, faither; I hae it frae Himsel'; an' there's mony a ane wi' Him noo in white wha wandered farther bye nor you. An' God 'll try, gin ye'll try yirsel', an' yir wee Jessie 'll no' be far frae ye. Wull ye no' come, faither? for yir ain lassie, an' mither, an' God, a' want ye.
You can say what ye like aboot me lies, sneers, snash and I'll say naethin'. I dinna ask ye to respect me; I think ye might do sae muckle by her, puir lass. She never harmed ye. Gin ye canna let her bide in peace where she lies doon yonder" he waved in the direction of the churchyard "ye'll no come on ma land. Though she is dead she's mine."
'Then, said Armstrong, 'the Poet Laureate's a drivelling idiot, like his predecessor. 'What? Paul asked, underneath his breath. He had never listened to such blasphemy. 'In my day, said Armstrong, 'a poet laid a table for men to eat and drink at. We'd Sir Walter's beef and bannocks, and puir young Byron's Athol brose.
I wish we had the like o' Osbaldistone Hall on the braes o' Craig-Royston But we maun gar woods and caves serve the like o' us puir Hieland bodies." "I suppose his Excellency," said I, "was privy to the first accident which befell" I could not help hesitating a moment.
"We 'll see wha tires o' this ghem first, my lord!" she said, as she sank into its hospitable embrace. The marquis turned to lock the door, but there was no key in it. Neither was there any chair within reach, and he was not fond of standing. Clearly his enemy had the advantage. "Hae ye h'ard o' puir Sandy Graham hoo they 're misguidin' him, my lord?" she asked with composure.
He had always remained silent when she had given expression to her thoughts regarding Mysie; but thinking this an encouragement, she spoke about her, and he too, in a way that made her wonder; for he was never talkative at any time, and it seemed as if his heart was hungering to talk of their bairn. "I wonder what wad hae come owre her, that nae spierin's o' her could be got. Puir Mysie!
Look round ye, my bairn, an' see if there be a kirk in which puir sinful creatures have mair comfort in their sufferings or mair hope in their deaths." "Dear mother," said my companion, "I like well enough to dispute with the schoolmaster, but I must have no dispute with you. I know the heart is everything in these matters, and yours is much wiser than mine."
She looked at her with a sly air, in which there was something like irony, as she chanted, in a low but marked tone, a scrap of an old Scotch song "Through the kirkyard I met wi' the Laird, The silly puir body he said me nae harm; But just ere 'twas dark, I met wi' the clerk"
The truth is, that Rob is for his ain hand, as Henry Wynd feught* he'll take the side that suits him best; if the deil was laird, Rob wad be for being tenant; and ye canna blame him, puir fallow, considering his circumstances.
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