Fayette County herald. [volume] (Washington [Washington Court House], Fayette County, O. [Ohio]) 1860-1???, 1870-04-28

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know how i hurts me to pour thi
\ burning stuff into them
q The sudden scorching pain mad
/ Flossy hold her breath for fe'
ie minutes; but, when it had subs
IS ded somewhat, she said, eagerly;
e $50 you are Scotch? | neve
thought Of It before, and yet
z, might have known it by name, AM
/. by-by-" 3tH4ua soH Y
0 sBy what, please?" said the doc
d tor, with eager eyes OIL her face.
Il nBymyY learning to like you 81
Il quickly" said Flossy, frankly, tho
her color deepened under bis
!. pleased look. For you mus
j know, have always had the great
/; est liking for everything Scotch. -
/ The Scottish Chiefs was my first
novel /; ! could spout whole pages OF
. it at the mature age of seven, and
Sir William Wallace has been my
pet hero ever since. After ! had
got beyond Miss Porter, Sir Wal
lace Scott took possession of me,
and many a seolding | got for les
sons neglected because of his fasUi-
nations 10 this day no poet has
ever touched me as Burns has ;
and, in shart, no country has ever
interested me so much as Scotland.
Some day i shall make a pilgrim
age there!"
Dir. Buchanan flushed with a
strange pleasure at this earnest
praise of his cain countree. "And
are you sure" he asked, "that you
are not of Scotch descent yourself?
| cannot help thinking so now
more than ever"
And think so, too" said Flos-
sy, gravely, though my father was
Of Irish parentage. But, you know,
once upon time-Tm sure l don't
know whe", for 1 never can remem-
Der dates-but not such very
great while ago, anumber Of Scotch
families cxiled themselves to the
north of Ireland for the sake of
their religion, and formed a colony
there, whose descendants are still
Presbyterians. / am sure my faith !
er came Of these people, though Il
was too young ever to be talked 10
about these things. For he was
the perfect realization in mind and
person of my idea of a Scotch Gov
enanter; tall and large ana austere,
with blue eyes that looked right
through one, and mouth that sell
dom smiled. He was Presbyte-
rian, dyed in the wool, and his idea
of milk for the babes was the Con
fession of k2itA, and the Westmin-
lister Catechism. How well | re
member standing up before him of
a Sunday mean Sabbath--after-
noon, when about so high begin
at What is the chief end of man p
and going through all the mystic
ries of Redemption, Justification,
and Sanctifcation, about as under
standingly as Deb Milton used to
read Greek to her father And my {
mother sat by--she was a sunny
hearted English women protesting
in vain against her little ones being {
taught that they we're the children |
of wrath, and, as likely as not, fore
ordained by Gods good pleasure |
to eternal misery Oh, how plainly l
see it all now, though it is many t
| weary day since l saw them !" q
Flossy leaned back in the great c
eathern chair, and, shutting her
,oor eyes, suffered herself to wan q
ler back into the half-forgotten t
,ast; and DR.. Buchanan stood by t
ooking down upon the wistful v
young face, which he had only seen t
'efore sparkling with the sunshine h
If merry mood, or pale with pa t
ience under pain, thinking how il
weet it was in shine or shadow,and Il
ceiling curious sensation of sym il
,athy and interest for his fair S
.oung patient, stirring some s.
where under his vest, +,
When he spoke, however, it was S
n the old gay tone; u
"Well, am delighted that my e'
ltultion has proved correct about h
ur being one country. folk" he il
aid. "And now, do you know, l b
elieve | could guess your house il
anne I could tell you at least, oI
hat | think you ought to have
cen called" V,
"What ?'' asked FlOssy, laughing m
nd curious. CT
"One of the sweet Scotch lassie- dc
ames, of course; l cannot quite m
ecide: Efie, or Marian, or Flora. tn
Flora, l think, suits you best Wi
o you like ?" nj
Flossy started in amazed sur oil
Use, but instantly assumed a de- We
ure look. "Why does Flora suit Of
c 5est?" she asked.
DR. Buchanan hesitated, redden- mi
a little, and then spoke out: Sc
"You must pardon me, for you tai
I'VE asked me the question. 1t is of
cause have such a floWer-Hlle an
ce. Such ch-blossom checks ins
d rosebud lips, eyes like blue CHI
lis, and hair as yellow as the bic
'lden gorse on our glorious etc
otch moors. You must know it
urself that it suits you" pre-
Flossy's peach blossoms turned the
earnationsn but she laughed in ed
BE, and said, merrily; a
"Well you are not far wrong SUI
0 mama is EloranoaO - I.I shf