New-York tribune., 1874-11-25

"Yes," whispered |; especially wheh 'ncy
suffer by him."
So the poor wife let her child be prayed
over, and buried, by layman. sooner than ex-
pose her husband to the censure OF the Church'
All this made my bowels yearn, and, Tor the
first time. addressed myself directly to her.
/ said, "My poor woman, nobody can consoie
a mother that has lost child that IS bcyonu
the power of man. But, if it is part OF your
trouble that you are left without help, ana
perhaps hard put to it for expenses, can be
of some little use to you in that" Then L
pulled out two or three of those deplor-
| able old rags, Scotch one-pound notes, by means
of which the national maady Is perpetui'teu'
and passes from hand to hand.
| do MT know whether it was the stale woros'
or the old rags, or both but the poor woman
burst out crying and sobbing with almost Ter
rible violence.
We did what we could for her, and tried to
get her to swallow few drops of whisky
but she put her hand up and turned away
| from it.
The quick -eared old man found this out
somehow, and exI lained her to her tace
"She can take drap as weel as ony body !;
but moo she blames it for her mon beng
away" Then, rather roughly to his wiie'
"Hets, ye fule, let the lass greet. Whatn
harm will that dee herW
Soon after this the two women exchanged
one Of their signals, and went out together-l
think to pay the undertaken; and such is the
decent pride of the Scotch character, that to
be able to do this was probably drop of
comfort in the bitter cup of their aflliction.
When they were gone, the Old man 8
expressive features frightened little,
and he drew his stool nearer me,
with q certain genial alacrity. There are
boodimakers who would not let you know that,
Madam, lest you should turn from their nero
with aversion: but, when deal with fact,
am on my oath. At all events, understand
him, before you turn from him. You see the
present very clearly, the past through haze :
but this man, being blind, could not see the
present at all, and saw the past clearer than
you do; for he was compelled to live in it.
He had never seen the grandchild he had lost !;
an unfamiliar fragment of this generation had
gone away to the grave; man OF MS own
generation sat beside him, and led him BACK
to the men and things he knew 10y sight ana
by deed.
| "Well Mr.. Lambert-nOw tell me-"
"Aweel, SIR, ye've heerd o the Gallant they
wadna let me save-IIcch, srr, yon was a wean
wastit (N)-noo I'll maxi ye the joOdge whether
I could na hae saved that ane, and twarree
mair. There's a beck they ca 'the Plumb }
iius doom fra the horse-brae into the Clyde
near Stockwell Brigg. The BARNS were aye
for sporting in the beck, because 1t was shall
low by ordinar, and yed see them the color o.
vilets, and mo- hauf sac sweet, WI the dye that
ran i the beck. Awee, ae day there was a
band O them there; and high spate (N) had
come doom and catched them, and the resoolt
WAS I saw ane o tn assembly in the Clyde.
I had warned the neer-dO-wees, ye ken, mOny's
the time. BY good luck, | was M far away
and went in for him and took him by the ear.
'C'way, ye little deeyil,' says l. had ma made
three strokes, when Pm catched round the
neck Wi another callan."
"Where on earth did he spring from 2"
81 dinna KEN | was attending to number ane,
when number twa poppit up, just to TAX leave o
| Glasgee. tell't them to stick it in to me, and
carried the pair ashore Directly, there's
skirl on the bank, and up comes number
three, far ahnt me in the Clyde, and sinks
before | can win (O) to him. Dives for this
| al
| bottom. Brings him ashore, in kind O. a
dwam; but | had nae fear for his life; he
hadna been doom lang: my lord had deal
mair mischief to do ye ken. BY the same
token he came too vara sune; and d ye ken
the first word he said to met"
| "NOn
"Nay, but guess"
81 cannot"
"Hc said 'Dinna tell my feytherp ha! ha!
| ha! ha la ha! 'Lordsakc, man. dlnna tell
my feytherp ha! ha ha! ha ha
| never saw a man more tickled, by straw,
than James Lambert was at this. BY con-
templatng him | was enabled, in the course of
time to lose my own gravity; for his whole
face was puckere1 with mirth, and every inch
of it seemed to laugh.
"But,n said he, "wad you believe it, some
ollicious pairson telpt his feythcr, in spite O
us bath. He was just laboring man. He
called on me- and thanlit me vara hairtily,
and gied me refreshment. And / thoucht
mair OF than hae thoucht O. hantle siller
on the like occasions"
After one or two savings that would have
gained man medal in the south, but go
for nothing in this mans career and would
dilute the more colored incidents, James Lam
bert prefaccd curious story by letting me
into his mind "By this time, sirr," said he,
81 was aye prowlng about day and night for
vectims."
"Tell the truth, James. You had the pride
of an artist. You wanted them to fall in,
that you might pull them out, and show your
dexterity."
"Dinna maxi me waur than l am, ha! ha
ha! Nay, but ye ken, in those days, folk was
na sac acnuainted in sOOming and accidents