Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 20
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Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 20
Scottish Borders (Scotland) -- Fiction
"It's no often ye hear o' a puir penniless cratur like me refusin
onything that wad save his stock o' three guid farthins. I wad tak ony
gift but luxuries, provided the giver didna want entrance to my house;
but that's impossible. A' that gie think they hae a richt to enter yer
house as they like. Sae I dispense wi' yer gifts. Awa wi' you and them
baith!"
"Its in vain to fecht wi' him," whispered Carey into the ear of John
Monilaws. "It's clear the lassie will dee if she's no removed. I'll
hand Cubby, if you an' the elder will lift the truckle-bed bodily, an'
carry the lassie an' it thegither into yer ain house."
This communication was approved of, and conveyed to the elder. A sign
was given by Carey, who instantly seized Cubby by the shoulders; while,
the door being opened, the two others lifted with the greatest ease the
small couch, and, to the great surprise of the neighbours, who rejoiced
in the proceeding, carried it with the poor victim into John's house,
where the humane mistress, who had a liking for Jeanie, received her
with pleasure, and proceeded to contribute to her ease and recovery. The
greatest terror was evinced by Cubby on being let free from the powerful
grasp of Carey. He flew out of the cottage like one distracted, (yet
locking, even in his hurry, the door,) forced himself through the crowd
into John Monilaws' house, and, by threats, imprecations, supplications,
and even bribes, endeavoured to get possession of his daughter. His
conduct appeared to the people inexplicable. The starvation of his
daughter, and the affection (for what else could have produced his
anxiety?) that suggested such means of regaining possession of her,
appeared inconsistent; and if the sanity of the individual had not, by
his conversation, been well established, he would have been considered a
madman. His violence arose to such a pitch that it was found necessary
to guard the door; and it was only after some feigned attempt to break
into his own house, which seemed to terrify him even more than the
detention of his daughter, that he was forced home, and the poor girl
was left unmolested under the charge of Mrs Monilaws.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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