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... filled my basket in an hour , but literal- ly taught me to kill two trouts with my own hand . PRINTED FOR ROBERT CADELL , EDINBURGH , AND WHITTAKER & C ? LONDON . 1832 . REDGAUNTLET . A TALE OF THE EIGHTEENTH CENTURY . Master.
... filled my basket in an hour , but literal- ly taught me to kill two trouts with my own hand . PRINTED FOR ROBERT CADELL , EDINBURGH , AND WHITTAKER & C ? LONDON . 1832 . REDGAUNTLET . A TALE OF THE EIGHTEENTH CENTURY . Master.
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... hands , and to carry the action to that point of time when the Chevalier Charles Edward , though fallen into the sere and yellow leaf , was yet meditating a second attempt , which could scarcely have been more hopeless than his first ...
... hands , and to carry the action to that point of time when the Chevalier Charles Edward , though fallen into the sere and yellow leaf , was yet meditating a second attempt , which could scarcely have been more hopeless than his first ...
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... hand . " I then hinted , that in all probability your for- tune was now so easy as to dispense with your pro- secuting the law any farther than you had done ; and therefore you might think you had some title to amuse yourself . This was ...
... hand . " I then hinted , that in all probability your for- tune was now so easy as to dispense with your pro- secuting the law any farther than you had done ; and therefore you might think you had some title to amuse yourself . This was ...
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... hands , my good Darsie ; but upon my word I like the profession to which I am in the course of being educated , and am serious in prosecuting the preliminary studies . The law is my vocation - in an especial , and , I may say , in an ...
... hands , my good Darsie ; but upon my word I like the profession to which I am in the course of being educated , and am serious in prosecuting the preliminary studies . The law is my vocation - in an especial , and , I may say , in an ...
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... hands ; the targets are used to cover the butter- churns ; and the race has sunk , or is fast sinking , from ruffling bullies into tame cheaters . Indeed , it was partly my conviction that there is little to be seen in the north , which ...
... hands ; the targets are used to cover the butter- churns ; and the race has sunk , or is fast sinking , from ruffling bullies into tame cheaters . Indeed , it was partly my conviction that there is little to be seen in the north , which ...
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Side 189 - You told me he had not given you one." "Will your honour please to see if that bit line is right?" Sir John looked at every line, and at every letter, with much attention ; and at last, at the date, which my gudesire had not observed, — "From my appointed place," he read, "this twenty-fifth of November.
Side 181 - In hell, if you will have my thoughts of it,' said my gudesire, driven to extremity — 'in hell! with your father, his jackanape, and his silver whistle.' Down the stairs he ran (for the parlour was nae place for him after such a word), and he heard the Laird swearing blood and wounds behind him, as fast as ever did Sir Robert, and roaring for the bailie and the baron-officer. Away rode my gudesire to his chief creditor, (him they...
Side xi - ... hazard a journey to England at this juncture. The impatience of his friends who were in exile, had formed a scheme which was impracticable; but although it had been as feasible as they had represented it to him, yet no preparation had been made, nor was any thing ready to carry it into execution.
Side 169 - And so he became a Tory, as they ca' it, which we now ca' Jacobites, just out of a kind of needcessity, that he might belang to some side or other. He had nae...
Side 173 - Robert girned wi' pain, the jackanape girned too, like a sheep's-head between a pair of tangs — an ill-faur'd, fearsome couple they were. The laird's buff-coat was hung on a pin behind him, and his broadsword and his pistols within reach; for he keepit up the auld fashion of having the weapons ready, and a horse saddled day and night, just as he used to do when he was able to loup on horseback, and away after ony of the hill-folk he could get speerings of. Some said it was for fear of the Whigs...
Side 174 - ... he banged ; but as he ran, the shrieks came faint and fainter ; there was a deep-drawn shivering groan, and word gaed through the Castle, that the Laird was dead. Weel, away came my gudesire, wi...
Side 184 - He knocked at the ha' door just as he was wont, and his auld acquaintance, Dougal MacCallum, just after his wont, too, came to open the door, and said, "Piper Steenie, are ye there, lad? Sir Robert has been crying for you.
Side 176 - ... answer, raised the house, when Dougal was found lying dead within twa steps of the bed where his master's coffin was placed.
Side 172 - ... naebody but the Laird, Dougal MacCallum, and the Major, a thing that hadna chanced to him before. Sir Robert sat, or, I should say, lay, in a great armed chair, wi' his grand velvet gown, and his feet on a cradle ; for he had baith gout and gravel, and his face looked as gash and ghastly as Satan's. Major Weir sat opposite to him, in a red laced coat, and the Laird's wig on his head; and aye as Sir Robert girned wi' pain, the jackanape girned too, like a sheep's-head between a pair of tangs —...
Side 171 - Laird wasna pleased. And he was sic an awsome body, that naebody cared to anger him ; for the oaths he swore, and the rage that he used to get into, and the looks that he put on, made men sometimes think him a devil incarnate. Weel, my gudesire was nae manager — no that he was a very great misguider — but he hadna the saving gift, and he got twa terms' rent in arrear. He got the first brash at Whitsunday put ower wi...