Nevertheless, and notwithstanding all these reasons, the dominoes, after
everything that can be said of good anent them, were a black sight, and
for months and months produced a scene of riot and idleness after working
hours, that went far to render our housie that was before a picture of
decorum and decency a tabernacle of confusion and a hell upon earth.
Whenever time for stopping work came about, down we regularly all sat,
night after night, the wife, Benjie, and Tommy Staytape, and myself,
playing for a ha'penny the game, and growing as anxious, fierce, and keen
about it, as if we had been earning the bread of life. After two or
three months' trial, I saw that it would never do, for all subordination
was fast coming to an end in our bit house, and, for lack of looking
after, a great number of small accounts for clouting elbows, piecing
waistcoats, and mending leggins, remained unpaid; a great number of wauf
customers crowding about us, by way of giving us their change, but with
no intention of ever paying a single fraction. The wife, that used to
keep everything bein and snug, behaving herself like the sober mother of
a family, began to funk on being taken through hands, and grew
obstrapulous with her tongue. Instead of following my directions--who
was his born maister in the cutting and shaping line--Tommy Staytape
pretended to set up a judgment of his own, and disfigured some
ploughmen's jackets in a manner most hideous to behold; while, to crown
all, even Absalom, the very callant Benjie, my only bairn, had the
impudence to contradict me more than once, and began to think himself as
clever as his father. Save us all! it was a terrible business, but I
determined, come what would, to give it the finishing stitch.
Every night being worse than another, I did not wait long for an
opportunity of letting the whole of them ken my mind, and that, whenever
I chose, I could make them wheel to the right about. So it chanced, as
we were playing, that I was in prime luck, first rooking the one and syne
the other, and I saw them twisting and screwing their mouths about as if
they were chewing bitter aloes. Finding that they were on the point of
being beaten roop and stoop, they all three rose up from the chairs,
crying with one voice, that I was a cheat.--An elder of Maister Wiggie's
kirk to be called a cheat! Most awful!!! Flesh and blood could not
stand it, more especially when I thought on who had dared to presume to
call me such; so, in a whirlwind of fury, I swept up two nievefuls of
dominoes off the table, and made them flee into the bleezing fire; where,
after fizzing and cracking like a wheen squeebs, the whole tot, except
about half-a-dozen which fell into the porritch-pot, which was on boiling
at the time, were reduced to a heap of grey aizles. I soon showed them
who was the top of the tree, and what they were likely to make of
undutiful rebellion.
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