When it was time to lay in his winter-fuel, he said to him-- "Up here, Davie, we must have a good fire when the nights are long; the darkness will be like solid cold.

Simmons tells me I may have as much coal and wood as I like: will you help me to get them up ?" Davie sprang to his feet: he was ready that very minute.
"I shall never learn my lessons if I am cold," added Donal, who could not bear a low temperature so well as when he was always in the open air.
"Do you learn lessons, Mr.Grant ?" "Yes indeed I do," replied Donal.

"One great help to the understanding of things is to brood over them as a hen broods over her eggs: words are thought-eggs, and their chickens are truths; and in order to brood I sometimes learn by heart.

I have set myself to learn, before the winter is over if I can, the gospel of John in the Greek." "What a big lesson!" exclaimed Davie.
"Ah, but how rich it will make me!" said Donal, and that set Davie pondering.
They began to carry up the fuel, Donal taking the coals, and Davie the wood.

But Donal got weary of the time it took, and set himself to find a quicker way.