[Scottish sketches by Amelia Edith Huddleston Barr]@TWC D-Link bookScottish sketches CHAPTER I 2/11
Now there is but one thing for thee to do: thou must break wi' Ragon Torr, an' that quick an' soon." "Know this, my mother, a friend is to be taken wi' his faults." "Thou knows this, John: I hae forty years mair than thou hast, an' years ken mair than books.
An' wi' a' thy book skill hast thou ne'er read that 'Evil communications corrupt gude manners'? Mak up thy mind that I shall tak it vera ill if thou sail again this year wi' that born heathen;" and with these words Dame Alison Sabay rose up from the stone bench at her cottage door and went dourly into the houseplace. John stood on the little jetty which ran from the very doorstep into the bay, and looked thoughtfully over towards the sweet green isle of Graemsay; but neither the beauty of land or sea, nor the splendor of skies bright with the rosy banners of the Aurora gave him any answer to the thoughts which troubled him.
"I'll hae to talk it o'er wi' Christine," he said decidedly, and he also turned into the house. Christine was ten years older than her brother John.
She had known much sorrow, but she had lived through and lived down all her trials and come out into the peace on the other side.
She was sitting by the peat fire knitting, and softly crooning an old Scotch psalm to the click of her needles.
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