Illustrations of political economy, Volume 2 (of 9)Martineau, Harriet
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Illustrations of political economy, Volume 2 (of 9)
Martineau, Harriet
Didactic fiction, English; Political fiction, English; Social problems -- Fiction
“There are more than I can remember now. One neighbour is going to try
his fortune with a flock, and I am to bring over some ewes with their
lambs. Then a rare housewife wants needles, and her husband hemp to make
nets; and many need barley-meal to make out till harvest. I am glad you
are going with me, Ella, for I am to have a commission for some woman’s
finery that I know less how to bargain for than for sheep and hemp. I
shall often have such articles in my freight, for shall women be within
reach of caps and ribbons and not buy?”
“You may reckon on beginning with me,” said Ella, smiling. “I purpose
trafficking for caps.”
There was more in this to delight Angus than would have met an English
ear. The Highland women wear no caps till they can assume the matronly
curch with which it was now Ella’s purpose to provide herself. She led
the way into the dwelling to show how she and Fergus had been employed.
“You have been as busy as we, Ella; so now let us make holiday for the
two hours that we are waiting for the tide. It is full soon to start
again: but the better we use the tide, the sooner we shall come back for
you and Archie. Where is Archie?”
“On the Storr since day-break. Would ye let him hear the flute?—that is,
if ye can make it heard so far, for we shall not win him home while day
lasts.”
Angus went out upon the beach, and his companions seated themselves
round him upon the shingle; and now, how astonished was Fergus to hear
what music might be brought out of a flute! Its clear sweet notes
reached Archie on his rock. He came out to the mouth of his hole at the
first sound, and stood intently listening while Angus played a slow air,
and danced merrily when it was changed to a jig. As often as it ceased,
he clapped his hands impatiently for more.
“O Angus,” cried Ella, “ye have brought a new pleasure to Archie!” and
Angus took this as it was meant,—as a strong expression of gratitude.
“How piercing the note is!” cried Ronald. “If you played among the dells
higher up, the rocks would be long in letting the music drop.”
“And if this sea were smooth water like an inland lake,” said Angus, “I
could make the people in Scarba hear me. I have heard it as far over
water where there was no ripple and when not a breath was stirring.”
The lads had seldom known so serene a state of the air as this, and
could not even conceive of waters that had not more or less swell.
On looking round, Ella perceived that the musician had other auditors
than Archie and themselves. The tenants of the farm were peeping over
the ridge behind, and the Murdochs were stationed at the point of the
promontory to the left which separated their cove from Ella’s. Though
Angus put up his instrument, they still lingered, at first hoping to
hear it again, and then being curious to see the preparations for
embarking.
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