White Wings, Volume III

rning the Laird is i

oman for a while, to take some tea in to her, and read to her, a

r her cruelty. She not only gets the tea and takes it into the cabin, but she adopts a domineering tone, and declares that until the young lady begins her breakfas

tle bit disappointed. But I don't blame you-yo

s rather sad; but she

she says, looking down, "wh

garding her. "Angus will leave us to-da

a brief appeal in her eyes. "I hope not! Why s

e guessed why he has already far exceeded what he proposed to himself as his holiday. No, no, Mary; let us forget what has happened as soon as we c

eft. And she told the Laird that Mary had been dutiful, and had

ee miles away from her anchorage of the previous night; her sails hanging limp; a scorching s

ess the reason of his sudden departure; "you see the weather does not approve of your le

aid the bearded skipper. Then he added, anxiously, "A

but how is he ever to see land

got tired of the fine weather. "Oh, no, mem! I will answer for it. If Dr. Sutherland will wait another day, or

?" she says

village lying somewhere inland from the mouth of the loch; and from a c

cutlets, fowls, grouse, and hares arise. We shall once more hear some echo of th

gine by now; and fine games the bairns will have when they begin to practise with it, skelping about in the water. It woul

sting as any plaster fountain,"

on one leg, and holding up a pipe! It's a utilitarian age, ma'am-a utilitarian age; we will have instead of a fountain a steam fire-en

the whereabouts of the mysterio

n, like Glasgow, that ye feel the life of it stirring your own place too; and ye must keep up with the times; ye must be moving. Conservative as I am, there is no supersteetious obstinacy about me; moving-moving-that's the word. The more import

boldly to

he says, with an earnestness that might

the experiments without and within, I was just filled with tar-smoke. And would ye believe it, ma'am, one o' they Radical newspapers went as far as to say there were secret influenc

se of you, sir,"

cern, "what would become of his time? No, no; that is not the principle on which a public man should found his life. Do your be

too, our young Doctor came along-perhaps with a brave desire to put an end to her embarrassment at once-and shook hands with her, and said "Good morning; I hope your hea

ow commissioner of mine to a sort of si

ha

ir own songs, and the people not laughing at all, but given over to tobacco smoking, and whisky, and talking amongst themselves. No glint of humour-stupid, senseless stuff. But there was one young man sung a song that had a better sound in it-I cannot remember the words-but I som

had been content to be a m

re ye looking forward to getting letters and newspapers when we get bac

d John; "there will

ked up at him

man? What's the necessity for ye to say posht offus?

he English, sir," said C

ver learn

alk up and down the deck might do her headache go

y are not natural. And ye may think I am very inqueesitive; but it is the privileg

the part of the Laird; every one might have heard t

xious about going to London, and worrying yourself about

sir," she says

ke, on my own responsibeelity, that every painting in oil, and every sketch in oil, and every water-colour drawing, and every sketch

very ki

by. If there's one thino- thev understand better than another it is a good picture; and they are ready to put their hand in their pocket. Oh! they Edinburgh bodies are very fine creetics-they have what they believe to be an elegant society in Edinburgh-and they talk a great deal about pictures; but do they put their hand in their

Mr. Galbraith s work," she sai

by and by," replied the Laird, quite simply. "I h

sails of the White Dove, and press her gently on towards the coast of Cantyre. By thi

good-naturedly, "when ye happen to be in Scotland. I have a neighbour there ye

was silent, and distraught. His eyes

n England is just as great as it is in this country. A very distinguished ma

u remember?" said

others. But Mr. Stoney is a remarkable man; I am astonished ye should have forgotten what the paper was about. A most able man, and a fine, logical mind; it is just beautiful to hear him point out the close

d looked slyl

he has not said much about it. But I will make a public confession now:

y around; he had forgotten t

as we are sitting now, were to be up at this very spot next

lly pleasant thin

land again. My father is a very old man now; that is the only thing that would call me north. But I think I could q-et o

we did not doubt that he might pur

s loch, so far as we could see, was a cheerful and in- habited place, with one or two houses shining palely white amid the dark woods. And when v/e had come to anchor, and sent ashore, although there were no provisions to be got, the men returned with all the necessary information for Angus Sutherland. By getting up very early next morning,

d of stifled sobbing. And the other woman goes over to the b

re you cryin

e is shaken with the bitter-sobs. And then

given me. I saw