Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1901-01-19
CHAPTER I.
THE MINISTER'S FUNERAL.

..Weel. he's won awa'!
..Av. ay he is thatr'
1'he minister's funeral was winding
slowly ont of the little manse loaning.
The window blinds We're all down, and
heir bald wilderness, like sightless eyes
lacking ont of the whitewashed walls
md the frampled snow. made the Free
Church mause of Deeside no cheerful
ni,.fure that wild New Years day. The
,repn gate that had hung on one hinge.
periodically mended ever since the min
ister'S son broke the other swinging on
il the summer of the dry year before he
went 10 college, had swayed forward
with a miserably forlorn lurch, as though
If TOO had tried to follow the funeral
procession of the man who had shut it
carefully every night for forty years
Andrew Malcolm the Glencairn joiner.
who was conducting the funeral-if. in
deed. Scotch funerals can ever be said
~ be conducted-had given ii push to
let the rickety hearse have plenty of sea
r,om between the granite pillars. 1t was
4 long and struggling funeral silent save
for the words that stand ut the opening
of this chapter, which ran up and down
1h,. long, black files like the irregular fire
of skirmiShers.
--Ay, mon, he's won awa',,''
~Ay, ay. he is THAR
This is the Scottish Lowland ~roro-
mach" characteristic and expressive as
the waihng of the pipes TO the Gael or
The keening of women among the wild
Firionach.
we are layin' the last o the auld
.An'ersons o Deeside amang the moods
earth the day" said Saunders NJ
Quhirr, the farmer of Drumquhat, to his
friend. Rob Adair. of the Mains of Dee
side. as they walked sedately together.
neither swinging his arms as he would
have done on an ordinary day Saunders
had come over Dee. Water to follow the
far-noted man of God to his rest
There's nae siccan men nooadayS as
the An'ersons o Deeside,n said Rob
.Adair, with kind of pride and pleasure
in his voice. I'm dale aulder than
YOU. Saunders, an | mind weel O. the
father o him that's game" Rob had
the curious South country Discrimination
IL speak directly of the dead, PERHAPS
the same feeling of which Louis Steven
son has such strange stories to tell in his
P4rtfic voyages.
'Ay. an angry man he was that day
in the '43 when him that's corp the day
left the kirk an manse that his father
had pitten him Until only the wear afore.
For, of coorse the Lairds o Deeside war
The pawtrons o the parrish. an when the
auld lalrd.s vac son took into his held
to be minister, it was in the natur' o.
things that he should get the parrish
"Weel, the laird didna speak to his son
for the better part o twa year. though
Kirk when his son was haudin an oot-
door service at the Aud Was whaur the
three roads meet, for nae SIGHT could
they get on a Deeside for kirk or
manse, for frae the Dullarg to Craig Ron
aid a belanged to the laird The min
ster sent the wife an BARNS to a sma'
hoose in Cairn Edward, an lodged him
sell amang sic o the formers as werena
feared for his fathers factor. Ma. an
speak the auld man wadna, for the very
dourness o him. even though the min
ster wad say to his father. Father. wull
re no speak to yer ain son? no vac word
Wad he answer. but pass him as though
ne hadna seen him, as muckle as to say,
Nae son o. miner
But week or twa efter the minister
lad lost twa nice BARNS wi the scarlet
hyYur his father an him forgethered
at the fishin' whaur he had game. thinkin'
10 JOCK the sair thocts that he carried
ABBOTT WI him, puir man. They were
bath keen fishers an graun' at it. The
minister was for liftin' his hat to his
father an gaun by, but the auld man
stood still in the middle a the fit-pad
WI eye queer look in his face.
Waffle he said, an for vac blink
The minister thoct that his father was
Saun TO greet. a thing that he had never
seen him do in all his life. but he didna
greet. Waite, says he, 'hae We hulk 2
Ay. Saunders, that was n he said
an the minister JUST gied him the hulk
an the iva o them never said Disrup-
tlon malr as lang as they leeved.
lie had better see the factor ABBOTT
plttin' up a meetin' hoose and a decent
dWallin', gin We haze left Kirk an Manse!
That was a that the auld laird ever