Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-12-21

that servant lass used to tell me when
was child used to go into the kitchen
when she was ironing the clothes-it was a
story about fine young man called Eagle
he had been carried away to an eagles nest
when he was an infant and his sweetheart
was called Asg ]. Well, do not remem-
her all the adventures-I have been think
ing sometimes that they must have been of
Eastern origin-Eastern origin-yes-the
baker who tried to burn him in an oven
the Arabian Nights-but Ne matter-at the
end he found his sweetheart-and there was
splendid wedding. And Just as they
were married. white dove few right down
the middle of the church, and called aloud
'Kurroo, kurroo; Eagle has got his Angel
nowp I used to imagine could see them at
the altar-and the white dove flying down
the church"
'Don't you think you should try to get
little rest now?" Vincent said, persuasively.
You have arranged everything-all is put
in order. But what we want is for you to
get rest and quiet, until this illness leaves
you, and you grow strong and we'll again."
'Yes, yes," said the old man, quickly,
'that is quite right that is so-for must
paw off Thompson, you know, 1 must pay
off Thompson. Thompson is good fellow
and an honest Scot-but he used to talk a
little. Let him do this-ior Maisrie's sake
-atterward-afterward when am we'll and
strong agaip-I will square up accounts with
him. Oh, yes, very easily" he continued;
and now he began to whisper in mysterious
manner. Listen, now-I have little
scheme in mind-not word to anybody
there might be some one quick to snatch it
up. 1t is volume I have in mind-a vol
ume on the living poets of Scotland-think
OF that, nova splendid subject, surelyl-
the voice of the people-everyday sor-
rows and ioys-the minstrelsy of a
whole race, There was the American
book but something went wrong-I did
not blame anyone-and 1 was glad 1t was
ublished-Carmichae let me review it
yes, yes. there may be chance for me yet
Il NAV do something yet-for auld Scot
lands sakel have been looking into the
domus exiIis Plutonia-the doors have been
wide open--but still there NAV be a chance
there is some fire still burning within.
But my memory is not what it was" he
went on, in q confused, perplexed way. Il
once had good memory-an excellent
memory-but now things escape me. Yes
terday-I think it was yesterday-I could
not tell whether Bob Tennant was still with
us-and his verses to Allander Water have
all gone from me-all but a phrase-'How
sweet to roam by Allander'-'How sweet
to roam by Allander'-no, my head
is not SO clear as it ought to be"
mo, of course not" said Vincent, in q
soothing sort of way. "How could you ex-
pect it. with this illness? But these things
will all come back. And I'm going to help
you as much as I can. When 1 was in New
York heard your friend, Hugh Anstruther,
deliver a speech about those living Scotch
poets, and he seemed to be well acquainted
with them; I will write to him for any in
formation you may want. So now-now
that is all settled; and would try to rest
for while, if were you: that is the main
thing-the immediate thing"
But the old man went on without needing
him, muttering to himself, as it were:
"Chamber's Journal-perhaps as far back
as 80 years since-there's one verse has rung
in my ears all this time-but the rest is all
blank-and the name of the writer forgot
ten, if it ever was published x'Tis
by Westray that she wanders 'Tis by
Westray that she strays o watt me,
Heavens, to Westrav I in the spring
OF the young daysr X \ No, no it can
not be Westray-W Westray is too far north
Westray?-Yet 1t sounds right 'Tis
by Westray that she wanders Ills by
Westray that she strays-'"
There was tap at the door, and the doc
tor appeared; little, old, white-hsired
man, OF sharp and punctilious demeanor.
Behind him was the landladY, hanging
back little as if it were for further in
structions; so, she being there to help,
Vincent thought be would 60 downstairs
and seek out Maisrie. He found her in the
little parlor-awaiting him.
"What do you think, Vincent ?" she said,
quickly.
II haven't spoken to the doctor yet" he
made answer. "Of course, everyone can
see that your grandfather is very i'll; but II
courage will serve, whe could have better
chance? And I will tell you this, Maisrie,
be is likely to have more peace Of MIND