Nevertheless, and notwithstanding all these reasons, the dominoes, after
every thing 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, 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
every thing 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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