The Marquis of Lossie

little absent in the winter, and as there was but one room for all uses, except the closet bedroom and the garret at the top of the ladder,

t once obeye

oup, Ma'colm?" he said, as h

ersel', or wadna pit richt whan ye had a chance. I ha'e him nae mair to gang till, Joseph, a

o' 't?" said his friend. "I dinna

or no just as ye like. Only she maun haud her t

ue like the tae stane

at blew cold from the northwest had dispelled the snowy clouds. The waves rushed into countless gulfs and crannies and straits on the ruggedest of shores, and the sounds of waves and wind kept calling like voices from the unseen. By a path, seemingly fitter for

did ever I te

d Peter. "What gars

believe me noo, an

ing ye tell me -- '

'at my name's no MacPhail: it's Colo

belief or even astonishment, Blue Peter pulled off his bonn

m, "dinna brak my her

my lord!" said Blue Peter: "the

t he said -- "An' what'l

ld daddy and the schulemaister, 's no to turn again' me 'cau

, "whan the first thing I say is -- what wad ye

'e ye hear the

y lord," s

as silent for

it maun be, it mayna ha'e the luik o' cheenge until it, for cheenge is jist the thing I canna bide. I' the meantime, hooever, we canna gi'e in till 't, 'cause it wad set fowk jaloosin'. But I wad be obleeged t

hat had come to his knowledge,

"an' may God haud ye lang in life an' honour to reule

er, what ye thin

r expeckit o' ye. I ken weel 'at fowk in his poseetion ha'ena the preevileeges o' the like o' hiz -- they ha'ena the win, an' the watter, an' whiles a lee shore to gar them know they are but men, an' sen' them rattling at the wicket of h'aven; but still I dinna

I to do, whan

ye hev to g

n' me tu. But it's a gran' thing to get yer ain thouchts corroborat. Ye see

e wull o' Providence, 'at sets ye ower them, naething? What for could the Lord ha'e gie ye sic an upbringin' as no markis' son ever hed afore ye, or maybe ever wull ha'e efter ye, gien it bena 'at ye sud tak them in han' to du yer pairt by the

: will ye sail wi' me the nicht for Lon'on toon?" The fisherman was sile

er, honest wuman, an' little Phemy. It wad blaud a' thin

meenute," said Joseph, a