The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1890-07-06

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rood. and Molrose Abbey. Nebraska has no
claim over you-you. 2 Bethune OF Balioray.
and you have q ss SSod Who WI M
| ternarrled with the Bethunes were not 81 the
| northern Grauts whose proud motto i stand
i ioyiston Wild and Highland enough as hope
| to show you some day. And l.owland or High
| you 10 north: II young Scotch lass should wear
the, snood; yes yes. the BIT OF blpe ribbon VII
on as he Tiled his glass again. and MAXWELL
! ton Iiracs; larrows Banks; and fair hirkGon-
t No., Jc" ,d dnnbIees innate ooniSIred nm at
every foutstep Instead OF the 81. Lawrence,
you shall have, the murmnr OF the Tweed;
OF Colpnsayl But there Is ono place that with
my will you shall never vist-no. not while
! may wander all over Scotlnnd-north; south.
east, and west-but never, never while am
alive, must you a3k to see the oonny mill
She knew what he meant; she did not speak.
Put 20 dTST STSSY b G5
had such disastrous consequences Tor him AM
II hope. grandfather you won't think OF
Perhaps il is bettor to read about those beaut-
s"s item tRS9 You remember Yarrow Unyised
And indeed, grandfather. II you are collecting
pac& az 'nfI w S93Ed be 1G
nd dSF NSiu To lord lord or any one
else but IL yours were written and published
If YOU could show them you had done what you
undertook to do. then 1t would be all perfectly
tinued. in a gently persuasive, and winning
voice, no one could do 1t as we'll "a you VINO
else has such knowledge OF Scotland and Scot
fish music and poetry And then your personal
ACQUAINTANCE with many of those wrltersEwho
who else could have that You could do it bet
tor than any ono, grandfather: and You have
always said you would like to do something Tor
the sake of Scotland; and here is the very
thing ready 70, your hand. some other time;
eS s4S 90Ss him.
some other time you Will take me to al those
paei SoIa 5a n9f as II h"a home
Toronto as anywhere olsc. And then you, could
there-you could 90 to your various friends in
the newspaper offices. and they would give you
Yes yes: we'll, we'll" he said peeyishly; i
am not literary hack. to bS driven, Maisrie.
must have my own time. | made no promise.
violin: and play some OF those SCOTCH airs.
Yes, Yes; you can 20. at tho feeling OF them;
aud that comes 10 you through your blood,
MaIsrie-no matter where you happen to be
Twilight had fallen. At the open window,
With long clay pipe as yet unlit. in his fingers,
old George ltethune sat and stared out into the
semi darkness, where all was nuiet now ioF
the carriages from tho neighboring news had
long ago been driven away to dinner parties and
operas and theatres. And in the silence in the
sound. a tender breathing sound OF most eX-
Quisite pafhos. that seemed to say, rs well as
any instrument might say:
I'm wearn' ava, Jean,
Like shaw wrcaths in thaw. jean,
There sorrow there jean
There neither caud nor care Jean,
In the land o tie !cal.
Most tenderly she played. and slowly; and
with an absolute simplicity OF tone.
There's scotch blood In your veins. Mal9r1e
low vibrating notes ceased
And then again in the. darkness another
plaintye wall arose II was me flowers ., the
Forest this time and here the old man Joined
In, singing in a sort OF undortone, and with
sufficiently symIathetlc voice:
rye ss sssTa iaf a Soo4S Se dawn day
B 4q We're s g Fdrs,, on SA xes
We hear nae na,r ,tlslg, at our ,or.m,rktn,
Women hui bNrns are dnwte aud wac,
sn r r1s ne F F EA ARE ftcsH wee
"Yes yes he sSiI as be ,E rose s.6 and same same
that tinGles. i is the scotch heart that thro9s.
,Yesreea. when to tho trFem pi strings he he
but Scotchman could have written that
Well. now. Maisrie. we'll have the gas and you
f fho er aTs ThsTcs ons Of them
soR q shtg5s; TfsS %sf "a RI stW M
with tho old nun. pacing up and down before
the empty fireplace, began to sing. with up
right head and gallant voice
LoudOns bonnie woods and brseA
wna n SSn toIs WSsn q br,tsins tass
wIs "culd .hun The ssld o dsnGori
Now when freedom bils Avenge her,
VIVA would shun hor ca, lassie
Maisrle Bethune had laid aside her violin
but she did not light the gas, She stood there,
in tho emi-darkness, IN the middle of the
yet apparently afraid TO speak At last she
managed to say;
Whats this now :" he said wheeling round
and staring Mt her for the peculiarly OF her
tone had caught his ear
Grandfather she continued, in almost pit
eous embarrassment IL Wish to say some
thing to y9u,l have been thinking about It Tor
understand you might he angry"
Well, well, what is ~ he said, impatiently,
" What are You dissatisfied With | don't soc
that you've much TO complain OF, or either.
We don't live life of grandeur: nor is there
much excitement about 1t but It i, iaLriy COM
sadly.
lie started at this. and stared at her again.
What do you meant'
=, GrandiathoI," she said. in the same pa
or q child am woman. And am doing
nothing. Why did you give me SO careful an
edurauon il ! am not to use IT. wish 10 earn
something II wish TO Keep you and me.
The stammerlug sentences ceased he re-
why did | have YOU carefully educated
Well, | should ha,o thought you might have
guessed might have understood. But will
tell You. have given You what education was
possible in our circumstances in order to fit
you for tho station which some day you may be
called uuou 10 I'LL. And II motif 1t il iated
that injustice and iniIuity are to DO In our
case perpctual-at all eEents you must be
wO thy OF tho name YOU boar But 1t was not
a. m tmplemen Of trade" he continued more
warmly, that | gave you such education M
was possible in our wandering lives What do
YOU want to dot Teach musicP And you
would use your trained hand and ear-and
your IRA ned soul which Is Of more impor-
tame" sill to drum mechanical rudImentS into
tn" prats of some bourgeois householGt A 1T
employment for u lethune OF BNlloray"
she seemed howidersd and agoni2ed.
Grandtathor must speak! | must speak
You may DO angry or moth ut-but am no
longer child can SEQ how We are situated
and ii IL IL pride That CAUSES me 10 speak.
remember who IL is that has taught me TO
think Of our name. Grandfather lot us begin
a new lfe! | can work. am old enough to
work. would slave my hngera to the bono for
you Grandfather why should you accept as
distance IRON any onef rom Lord Mussel;
burgh or any one No, do not blame you-I
have Away. thought tint everything you did
was right-and kind aud good; but / cannot DO
"a chilli N Inupnr.-l what | think