Ah, it's not like our Aberfoyle mines! The pick comes better to my hand than the spade or hoe.

And then, in the old pit, there were vaulted roofs, to merrily echo one's songs, while up above ground!--But you are going to see old Simon, Mr.Starr ?" "Yes, Jack," answered the engineer.
"Don't let me keep you then." "Tell me, Jack," said Harry, "what was taking you to our cottage to-day ?" "I wanted to see you, man," replied Jack, "and ask you to come to the Irvine games.

You know I am the piper of the place.

There will be dancing and singing." "Thank you, Jack, but it's impossible." "Impossible ?" "Yes; Mr.Starr's visit will last some time, and I must take him back to Callander." "Well, Harry, it won't be for a week yet.

By that time Mr.Starr's visit will be over, I should think, and there will be nothing to keep you at the cottage." "Indeed, Harry," said James Starr, "you must profit by your friend Jack's invitation." "Well, I accept it, Jack," said Harry.