The Ayrshire Legatees; Or, The Pringle FamilyGalt, John
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The Ayrshire Legatees; Or, The Pringle Family
Galt, John
Scotland -- Social life and customs -- Fiction
gang bizzing aboot, like a thriftless wasp, through her neighbours'
houses." "I tell you, Betty, my dear," cried Mr. Craig, "that you
shouldna make comparisons--what's past is gane--and Mrs. Glibbans and you
maun now be friends." "They're a' friends to me that's no faes, and am
very glad to see Mrs. Glibbans sociable in my house; but she needna hae
made sae light of me when she was here before." And, in saying this, the
amiable hostess burst into a loud sob of sorrow, which induced Mr.
Snodgrass to beg Mr. Micklewham to read the Doctor's letter, by which a
happy stop was put to the further manifestation of the grudge which Mrs.
Craig harboured against Mrs. Glibbans for the lecture she had received,
on what the latter called "the incarnated effect of a more than
Potipharian claught o' the godly Mr. Craig."
LETTER XXVII
_The Rev. Z. Pringle_, _D.D._, _to Mr. Micklewham_, _Schoolmaster and
Session-Clerk of Garnock_
DEAR SIR--I had a great satisfaction in hearing that Mr. Snodgrass, in my
place, prays for the queen on the Lord's Day, which liberty, to do in our
national church, is a thing to be upholden with a fearless spirit, even
with the spirit of martyrdom, that we may not bow down in Scotland to the
prelatic Baal of an order in Council, whereof the Archbishop of
Canterbury, that is cousin-german to the Pope of Rome, is art and part.
Verily, the sending forth of that order to the General Assembly was
treachery to the solemn oath of the new king, whereby he took the vows
upon him, conform to the Articles of the Union, to maintain the Church of
Scotland as by law established, so that for the Archbishop of Canterbury
to meddle therein was a shooting out of the horns of aggressive
domination.
I think it is right of me to testify thus much, through you, to the
Session, that the elders may stand on their posts to bar all such
breaking in of the Episcopalian boar into our corner of the vineyard.
Anent the queen's case and condition, I say nothing; for be she guilty,
or be she innocent, we all know that she was born in sin, and brought
forth in iniquity--prone to evil, as the sparks fly upwards--and
desperately wicked, like you and me, or any other poor Christian sinner,
which is reason enough to make us think of her in the remembering prayer.
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