A Daughter of Fife

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tches, and the gathering herring fleet slowly drifting in the placid harbor. They walked silently to

ten of your bread. I want you to remember how many happy hours we have spent toge

Poets, preachers, great thinkers and warkers

est and best moments of my life. I like to owe them to you. I don't mind the obligation at all. But I would be glad to show you that I am grateful. Let me pay your university fees. Borrow them of me. I am a rich man. I waste upon tr

hanks for it. And I'll be glad o' your help. Dr. Balmuto spake o'

ear, David. You must t

or Glasgow in the autu

old college in the Hi

have many friends a

e Glasca

will see Dr. Balmuto. He will n

loss. She doesna tak', like other lasses do, to the thocht o' marr

Tell Maggie what I have said, and talk affairs o

and Allan was much pleased with David's prudence and unselfishness. "I think yo

spare sin nor sinner. My ain right eye sall nae b

erning the manners and methods of universities, the professors and lectures, and books and students, until

wonder what has happened. We should h

for them. She went in and closed it as soon as she perceived that all was well, and w

ples, as all of us are ready to do. "I hope it wasna your ain thouchts and words you wer

pained him to see upon her face the

pain that he could not misunderstand. He knew that night that he loved the woman. Not with that low, earthy affection, which is satisfied with youth, or beauty of form or color. His soul clave unto her soul.

by them as a promise. Of that frivolous abuse of the sweetest things which is called flirtation, Maggie had not the fa

hould admire her, and tell her that he loved

shining eyes grew brighter at his approach, and that her face broke up like happy music as he talked to her. "She is the other half of my own soul," he said, "and my life can never be complet

His heart was full of Maggie, but he dreamed of Mary; and he wondered at the circumstance, and though he was hardly conscious of the fact, it made him a tr

concluded that he was staying in Edinburgh, and John Campbell did not fret much over the absence of a son who could be recalled easily in a few hours. He underst

d understand his motives. She would know what he suffered by her own sufferings, but the weary ache would die out finally, and leave only in each heart a tender memory which perhaps they might carry into another life, "if both should not forget." He almost wept a

hen he lifted the card which Allan had sent in as his introduction, and said sharply, "Good morning, Mr. Campbell. I have seen you often lately-in fisher's dre

ey are good ones. But I came here this morning to speak of David Promoter. I have been stayin

ad. I doubt if h

e has your permission. I wish him to go to Glasgow this aut

in him. I would not dare to try and quench it. Your offer is a providence; it is as if God put out his own hand and Opened the kirk door for him. Tell David Promoter I

hing concerning t

u say that; glad for her s

d he liked to talk to young men, liked to hear them tell of their studies, and friendships, and travels, and taste through their eager conversation the flavor of th

arms were dropped, her attitude listless; without seeing her face, Allan was certain that her eyes were sad, and her long gaze at the incoming tide full of melancholy.

So he determined to remain where he was until they had either parted or gone away together. He was undoubtedly angry. It never struck him that the meeting might be an accidental one. He wa

t Maggie was getting angry. Allan rose then and went slowly toward them. Where the hill touched the beach it terminated in a point of jagged rocks about seven feet high. M

ottom o' the sea," she said. "If Will was alive, or John, or

tell your fine

o you think I wad hae hands that are for t

pbell then. If a's true

say it! I warn you to keep a

your man, he

ard it; he stepped quickly forward and put his hand upon her shoulder. She was quivering like a wounded

an on recovering himself had been to raise his hand. "But I'd rayther yo

blank-blank-blank fine gentleman! The--the--the--" and a volley of epithe

ook it angrily off. "Dinna touch me, sir!" she cried, "I hae had scorn and sorrow in plenty for yo

she was angry at Allan for being a witness to her emotion. His very calmness had seemed like a reproof to her. Wrath, chagrin, shame, resentment, swept

his pipe, and with an assumption of indifference was trying to light it. Every trick of self-defence was known to Allan. He could have flung Angus to the ground as easily as a Cumberland shepherd throws the untrained wrestler, but how little honor, and how much shame, there would be in such an encounter! He lo

m away from her presence. He was miserable in his uncertainty, he longed to comfort the womanhood he had heard outraged, but he was not selfish enough to

s of the man who respected her unjust humiliation too much to intrude upon it, even with his sympathy: who comprehended her so well, as to understand that even condolence migh

m light, Allan's tall graceful figure had a commanding aspect, greatly increased in Maggie's eyes by the fashionable clothing he wore that day. As she watched him, he stood still and looked

oot, sir," she said sadl

you,

n room. That was precisely what Maggie felt he ought under the circu

I'll hae lost his liking forever mair, anda' for Angus Raith's ill tongue. I wish I had keep't my temper,

t you,

eak a word wi' you. Wil

o her desire-"What is

ant Davie to ken anything anent t

is a very wi

ling what's ill, and if

sorry, for my

ld the trembling, wounded woman to his heart. He fully believed that he had the power to kiss back the splendor of beauty and joy into her pale face; and it would have been the

eated. "The man said words I cou

as he deserves to be struck. For your sake, I kept my hands off the wre

women-folks talk anent women. They'd say; 'Weel, weel, there's aye fire where there's smoke,' and the like o

asgow College in the autumn, and a quarrel might now be a bad thing for his who

e tak' away the gude will you had for me, I'd be vera grateful and happy." And s

nd lay in his hand, his eyes fell upon it. It was a brown hand, large, but finely formed, the hand of a sensitive, honorable, capable w