Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 20 — John Shaqi
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
"Dinna ken yer wedded wife!" cried she, weepin, an' searchin for her
marriage-lines, which she held up in her hand. "Dinna ken Lucy Græme,
dochter o' Arthur Græme, o' Sunnybrae, whase heart I hae broken by
marryin you! Mercy on me! Does he wha, by thae holy bands, is bound to
cherish and protect me, his wedded wife, deny a' knowledge o' me? This
is the last, the warst, the maist unbearable o' a' the ills ye hae
brought on my puir head. That bairn," (risin an' seizin the child,)
"that babe, that hadna seen the licht o' day when ye cowardly deserted
its houseless, starvin mither looks to ye as its father, and mocks your
cauld, cruel ignorance wi' its knowledge--got, dootless, frae heaven--o'
its natural protector. O maiden, maiden," (lookin to May Walker,) "tak
example by me. Yer hame here is warm and comfortable. Dinna leave it,
dinna renounce it, but for ane ye ken, in heart, soul, name, pedigree,
and means. He wha has ruined me wad hae trebly ruined ye; for he has
taen frae me only my hame, my daily bread, and peace--he wad hae taen
frae ye a' thae, and, ayont them a', your honour."
Kennedy had seen it was a' up wi' him before the termination o' his
wife's speech, for his ee began to play about the door o' the room. I
watched him, but he was an over-match for me. Runnin forward, he jostled
me to a side--I stumbled and fell--the women screamed--and, before I got
up, he had completely and finally bolted. The puir woman, wi' her bairn
still in her arms, shrieked as she saw him depart, perhaps for ever. Nae
power wad restrain her--she flew, wi' a' the force o' her feeble limbs,
after her faithless husband, and we never heard o' them mair.
Gratitude for this return, on my part, o' guid for ill, in a short time
completely changed the heart o' May Walker. I had saved her frae ruin.
We were wed. I may some day write the fate o' my first-born, for that
famous wark, "The Border Tales."
SAYINGS AND DOINGS OF PETER PATERSON.
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