New Orleans Republican. [volume] (New Orleans, La) 1867-1878, 1874-12-06

then. but Q gey guild sooner ~: Aweel,
pirr, me and Rsb Rankin, and John Muir
doch, and hantle mair lads, went doom to
the bathing place, an We were divairting
ourselves in the water. when the baker
strips and comes out on the deal.
Moo veil understood there was shallow
water and deep. and the deep was at
the far end O. the deal. They ca at, the
Dominie's Hole fra a schulemaister wha
was arooned there a huLdre' years agOne.
So this baker comes cot to the vara eend O
the deal, and dives in heed first, as if Clyde
belanged to him-ha: ha +! ha! He dinna
come up for while, and said to the other
callants ~ .Hech. sirs, yell see bonny
dive Presently up he comes painting, and
baashing and tlinging his arms; and doom
he goes again with both cen glOwering
Marcy on u.s. cries ane. the mons drOOD-
ing However. he comes up gain baashlng
and spluttering. was ready for him, and
Just swan forereicht him. and took him by
TIL arm. That will let you see what sense
less caut was. ! suld haze gone and flung
him ae end of my gallows or my napkin
he gat houd O Inc and grippit me tight to
to his breest. and took me doom with him.
Moo, tell me. sir-y' are a swoomer your
sell =
said Eyes"
"What was our !ives worth, the pair!
Him twanty stane mon, and me laddy!'
.'Not much indeed. unless you could slip
away from him."
.Ay. but l could ia: he huggit me till
him. Aweel. SIR. it he was wild, was
desperate. fang my heed back and gat
knees nv feet. and l gied the awtu'est
spang with my feet against his breast. and
/ got clear a. but the skin o my fOrefinger.
til at left in his hOnd. ! raised to the sur.
face and called to the boys to max chain.
! was afeard TO dive for him. But by GUIDE 3
maircy he came up vance MAR, just to take
leave o Scotland. got ahint him and gave
him a saIr crack on the heed. drove him
fcrud. followed him up wi push. and then
pulled him to the deal. and Isoomed ashore
and I hadna been there a minute when !
swoOned reicht way"
"How was that!" l asked.
Il think it was partly the pain. but
maistly tho faintheartedness At sight o my
finger streaming wi bluid. aud the SKIN
away. When came to myself the baker
had nut ON his claes and gaed ava"
"What. without word to his preserved!
cav"
didn't he give you any thing"
tlemen saw the atfa-. and gied me fifteen
shellin'. went hame sucking my ssir
finger. and my mlther gied me an awfu!
hiding for spelling my clothes. She took
me by the lug ~. and made me cry muir.
DER"
'Fine. sympathetic creatures the women
in these parts" said !, scream ferens acriter
oculos,' az my friend Levy hath it," and
withering female right and left, ss playful
men shsot PARTRIDGE. unfortunately.
neither OF them observed had withered
her; the hero's narrative and my bssi!isk
glances were alike unheed.
And on the 'm0''''ve ice the lightning. grsy.
James Lambert, duly questioned. then
related how . personal friend Of his had
been seized with cramp in the middle OF
the Clyde. "For. sirr.' said he. 1.-THE Clyde
is deadly water, by reason of its hot and
cold currents, and sand holes and ALL
His friend had sunk for ihs last time;
James Lambert dived for him. and brought
him up from the bottom and took him
ashore.
'And, sirr, maybe ye wadna think It; but
"What do you mean said l, staring.
''He just avoided me after that. He came
70 sec me twaree GID times too; but Oh
sairved he wasna easy till he was away;
and bynby l saw nae mair O. tho lad. "
This he said without passion, and sppar
antly only 20 discharge hls conscience, as a
faithful narrator of real events. and men u,
they are in life, NO. books. But l, who AIN
NO heso, boiled.
took time 70 digest this human pill. and
then questioned him. But l omit two
0ases-eo use his own words-as they had
no particular feature.
IsThn M IT caaQ SirP waa nlH y,,,n,n
We ken the wives come on Glasgee Green to
wash Well. this suld wife had gone DOT
at the three stanes' to dip her stnup i the
water, and Overbalanced herself and gone
in heed first, and the stream carried her
cot. The cry got up. there, a wumman
droonin'. l was lang way off. but heerd
it, and ran down and INTO the water after
her, clothes and all. She was floating, SIR,
but her heed was doom. and her feet up.
up to her. and lifted her puir auld gray
heed out O the water-a rale reverend face
she had-and BROUGHT her ashore on nv
arm as quiet as a lamb. and laid her doom.
"Was she insensibl.!"
mot n thegithef, think. but nigh hand
IL, Just scared like DOT y her senses, pull
saul. Vara sumo she began to tremble all
over and greet sair. turned my book. no
to greet myself. and went aside and ridded
my claes. AweeI. SIR, the first word she
spoke was to speer for me. She cried out
quite sudden. 'Whaur's the mon that gal
me out; for Guides sake. whaur is he Sac
the folk pushit me. and behooved to come
fOrrud and make my confession. wife.
says I. I'm the mon.' So she looks me all
over. 'The Lorrd protect ye,' she cried
The Lord bless ye!-lm a puir aulG body.
says she. Il haze naethlng but my washing
bay 81. But come you wi me, and I'll
pit it away. and get .ye twaree schellin for
saving me ira deeth.'
'.Heel. sir. I felt it awful keen: it was
just her livelihood. you ken. her washing
bay: and she'd pit it i the pawn for me.
'Puir auld body. Gays l. 'and is that a. We
haes' Aud just ciappit schellin in her
hand, and te!t her ! needed naething: Id
a guide wife and guide wage. was wark.
ing at SOmerville's mil! over the water;
'and,' says l, If ye wait for ME SATURDAY.
afternoons. when lift my wage, Ill whites
hae a schellin forge"
''And did she!'
INA. ma" said he: then. though:fully.
'She was over puir to gle. and over decent
to take"
All our other provincial dialects are harsh
and ugly, but the Scotch is cultural on the
cUnsUnants and ON the vuwels divinely me.
lOdiOus. wish could convey the exqui.
site melody Of James Lambevt's voice in
speaking these words: ''Puir-auld-body:
an is that a ye ha.!''
The story itself. and the brave. tender
heru's tone. were SD manly yet so sweet
that they brought water into my eyes. and
thought this tale az least must touch some
chord even in the dull domestic heart. But
no; ! looked at the young woman. and shn
sat OF q heap. still wrapped in herself. dull,
stupid. and gloomy beyond description, and
the narrative. far from touching her, never
even reached her. That was evident some.
how. Thought l to my self: "Oh. but y'are
dour wife. y'are."
Perhaps yuu will be increduious at nv
thinking in Scotch: but the truth is / am
little better '.7U = i.'-vn; I take the