The Eskdale Herd-boy: A Scottish Tale for the Instruction and Amusement of Young PeopleBlackford, Mrs. (Martha)
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The Eskdale Herd-boy: A Scottish Tale for the Instruction and Amusement of Young People
Blackford, Mrs. (Martha)
Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction; Scotland -- Juvenile fiction; Shepherds -- Scotland -- Juvenile fiction
Nelly proceeded now to prepare for dinner, and John, after planting his
slips, carried them to the green, and set them all in a row, that Mr.
Martin might see them, and give him an opportunity of asking his leave to
place them on the outside of his window. He had but just got them all
ready, when seeing Mr. Martin walking very quick up the lane, he ran to
open the gate. "It is all true, John." said his master. "Capt. Elliott has
really gained a great victory. It will be quite a cordial to your mistress
in the midst of her present uneasiness." So saying, without observing
John's plants, he hastened into the house, and went up to rejoice his
wife's heart with the good news. Helen was too unwell to be told any thing
of the matter at that time, as her mother was afraid of agitating her.
After dinner Mr. Martin observed from his window the flowerpots standing
on the green. "Where can these great flowerpots have come from?" asked he.
"Look at them, my dear, I cannot think who can have put them there." "I am
sure I don't know," said she, "how they came there, but we can soon ring
and ask." John was upon the watch, and as soon as he understood what was
wanted, came forward and made his request. "Certainly, my dear, you may
place them where you please; they are very pretty, and I think from their
appearance, they are likely to do you credit. Helen will be very proud of
her present; but how did you get the pots? I really did not know I had
such a thing in the garden." "I brought them with me from Mr. Scott's,"
said John. "He gave me them with the plants." "Why, you surely did not
carry these heavy pots all that long way." "No, Sir, I cannot say that I
carried them _all_ the way, for Tom Little carried some of them, until I
thought of the measles, and then I sent him back. Peggy Oliphant helped me
down the holm, and it was then she told me the story of Capt. Elliott."
"Upon my word, John, you are a very active little fellow, and deserve to
succeed in what you undertake, you are so persevering; I only hope I shall
find you equally industrious when you begin your reading lessons with me;
you remember we are to keep school for the first time tomorrow evening."
"Yes, Sir, I shall be sure to remember," said John as he left the room.
CHAP. VII.
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