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
When I had fairly made up my mind to tak a wife, I set mysel to the wark
systematically. The first thing to be dune was to put mysel in a
convenient position for being struck; but a knowledge o' my combustible
nature suggested caution against mere love at first sight--_ex aspectu
nascitur amor_--lest I might be caught in yarn toils in place o' a goold
chain. After a', there's nae place like a dominie's desk, for showing
aff to the greatest advantage a man's personalities and graces. The
openin o' the chest to let out the wind, naturally produces an erection
o' the hail man. The keepin o' the time wi' the arm brings out a gracefu
movement, just as ane were to set aff in a minuet. The lightin up o' the
ee, and the fine attenuation o' a' the sma' limber muscles o' the face,
wi' the power o' the music, is a direct expression o' the pure pathetic,
showing at ance baith yer sentiment and yer beauty. Then singin
itsel--and love, Augustinus says, will mak a musician out o' an
ass--_musicam docet amor_--is a great grace and accomplishment, whether
it be in warbling "Dundee's" wild measures, the "plaintive Martyrs," or
"noble Elgin"--a' the very pick o' Psalm tunes--ranting "Tullochgorum,"
or spinnin out the lang, plaintive notes o' "The Flowers o' the Forest."
It may very safely be supposed, that I never lost sight o' thae
advantages. A dominie, in urgent celibacy, has a' the invention aboot
him o' a man in extreme hunger. In fact, I felt as keen to get a wife as
I ever did to get my three offices. But I was weel aware that a' my
dress--and Mr Meiklejohn himsel, the minister, hadna a finer gloss on
his black coat, or a brighter white in his cravat--a' my posture-makin,
my attitudes and smiles--a' my sentimental looks, and turnin up o' the
white o' my een--could avail me little, unless I picked out some female
as the object and mark o' a weel-directed and significant _glowr_. In
case o' failure, I fixed upon twa--May Walker, the dochter o' Gilbert
Walker, an auld cattle-dealer, wha rented Langacres frae a chief
heritor; and Agnes Lowrie, the dochter o' Benjamin Lowrie, feuar o'
Muirbank. Twa or three guid _glowrs_ were a' that was necessary, in the
first instance, to show that I, the dominie o' St Fillan's, wanted a
wife, and that I was even in a state o' great exigency. The moment I
thought I had impressed my twa damosels with this idea, I laboured
assiduously in my vocation of endeavourin to produce, by my gracefu
attitudes and sweet singin, a favourable impression on their hearts.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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