I know now that he was a hard and cruel man who should have married a shrew; but while Nanny lived I thought he had a beautiful nature.

Many a time I have spoken with him at Hendry's gate, and felt the better of his heartiness.
"I mauna complain," he always said; "na, we maun juist fecht awa." Little, indeed, had he to complain of, and little did he fight away.
Sanders went twice to church every Sabbath, and thrice when he got the chance.

There was no man who joined so lustily in the singing or looked straighter at the minister during the prayer.

I have heard the minister say that Sanders's constant attendance was an encouragement and a help to him.

Nanny had been a great church-goer when she was a maiden, but after her marriage she only went in the afternoons, and a time came when she ceased altogether to attend.