Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 10
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Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 10
Scottish Borders (Scotland) -- Fiction
I had invariably the same answer for them on such occasions also. I
appeared as if naething could drive it out o' me. I have heard auld
wives say, if ye were taking infants to ony part o' the globe ye like,
and keeping them where they never would hear a human voice, nor speech
o' one kind nor anither, that they would speak Hebrew! Now, I verily
believe that, if ye had done the same by me--if ye had taken me, when a
week auld, into the deserts o' Arawbia, wi' naething but dummies round
about me, and not a living soul nor a living thing endowed wi' the power
o' speech allowed to see me or come near me--I say, that I verily
believe the first words I would have spoken would have been, "_I canna
be fashed_!" in guid braid Scotch. The words literally seemed born wi'
me. And, as I was telling ye about getting up to learn my tasks in the
morning, many, many is the time, in the cauldest day o' winter, that my
favourite phrase has caused the tawse to warm my hands, when the fingers
o' a' the rest o' the scholars were dinnlin wi' cauld, and they were
holding them at their mouths, and blowing their hot breath on them to
take out the frost. My faither should have paid no coal-money for me.
And more than this, the four insignificant and carelessly-uttered words
which I allude to, while I was at school, always kept me near the bottom
o' the class; or, if I rose one or two towards the top, it was purely on
account o' others having been awa from the school for a day, or
half-a-day, and having to take the foot o' the class, on account o'
their absence, as a matter o' course. Often and often I could have
tripped their heels, and taken my place aboon them--and the teacher
kenned it as weel, and many a weary time has he said to me, "Oh, ye
stupid stirk! why do ye stand there? why didna ye trap him?"
And once, in particular, I remember I answered him, "I couldna be
fashed, sir!"
"Fashed!" he cried, in a perfect fury, and he raised the tawse to his
teeth--"fashed, sirrah!" he cried again; "then I'll learn ye to be
fashed!"
But o' a' the belabourings I ever got frae either faither or mother, for
the same cause, they were naething to the schoolmaster's. It's a miracle
to me that there was a tail left on his tawse; for he loundered me round
the school and round the school; and, aye as he loundered, he ground his
teeth together, and he cried, "Heard ever onybody the like o' that!
Canna be fashed, truly!--I'll fash ye, my man!--I'll learn ye to gie me
an answer o' that kind again!"
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