Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-04-06

This is a black Weakening, Jock, but I've
slept worse and you have done well for
breakfast Ye never came honestly by 1t,
man. Have We been raiding?
providence guided me, Master John, and
I MIGHT have given little assistance my
sell AS l was crossing thro' corner OF the
Dutch camp l caught a glimpse or TINS
roast chuckie with some other bits O.
things and it cam into my mind that that
was somebody's breakfast Whether he
had taken all he wanted or whether he was
going to be too late was-na my business
but the Lord delivered that fowl into my
hands and l considered 1t tempt1n O.
Providence no to TAX it. to say nothin' O.
the white bread. The wine and the nam
l savit frae yesterday"
You auld thief 1 might have guessed
where you picked up the breakfast. only
hope twas a heavy-built Dutchman VINO
could starve for a week without suffering,
and not lean, hungry Scot VINO needed
some breakfast to put strength III MIN TOT
send It, Isn't 1t a regiment of the Scots
brigade which is lying next to us, JOCK!
1T u.s." replied that worthy servitor. and
/ was hopin' that it was Capt. Mackay s
rations which were given into my hanos 80
to say, by the higher power. l was standing
behind YOU Master John. last nlcht When
you and him was argling-bargllng, ana II
ever 1 saw a cunning twa-faced CoVenante.
it's that man. They say he mas got gooa
word with the prince through his Dutch
wife, and where We give that KIND OF man
an inch he will take an ell It's no FOR
me to give advice. me bein' In my place ana
you in yours: but 1 promised your hono.o
able mither that l woudna see you come
to mischief If could help 1t. and am
sair mistaken if yon man will no be mer-
cilous and persistent enemy. May the
A,michty forbid 1t, but if Mackay OF
Scourie can hinder it there will be little
advancement for Graham of Claverhouse In
this army. =,
..You are a dour and suspicious devil,
Jock, and you've always been the same ever
since | remember you. capt MacAay is
a whig and Presbyterian, but he is good
soldier and wish had been more civil to
him last night We are here to fight for the
Prince of Orange and to beat the french
and let the best man win 1t will be time
enough to quarrel when we get back to
Scotland. Kindly Scots should bury their
differences and stand shoulder to shoulder
in a foreign land"
.'rhat is bonnie talk, laird, but dinna for
get there's been twa kinds of Scot In the
land since the reformation, and there Will
be twa to the end of the chapter and theyl II
then they'll be on opposite sides. There was
Queen Mary and there was John Knox,
there was that false-hearted loon Argyle.
that We gave grand nip at the hre last
NIGHT and there was the head o your moose,
the gallant marquis-peace Ato his soul.
Now there's the Carneges and the Cor
dons and the rest o the royal families In
the northeast, and the sour-blooded Cove
nature O. things that they should agree any
more than oil and water. AS for me, the
very face of a Presbyterian whig makes
me sick But there's the trumpet again,
and Grimond helped his master to put on
his arms.
I've been awful favored this mornin' ,
Master John, fro what div ye think? I've
secured nae less than a baggage Wagon
for oorsels The driver was stravagin'
ABBOTT in the dark and didna know where he
was going, so I asked him II he wasna
coming for the baggage Of the English gen.
tlemen, to say nothing of a Scots gentleman,
When he was trying to understand me, and
was trying to put some sense into him,
up comes Mr.. Carlton. and 1 explained the
situation to him. He told the driver in his
own language that would guide him to the
spot and me and the other men are pack
ing the whole of the gentlemen's luggage
and ane or twa comforts in the shape Of
meat and bedding which the fools round
about us didna seem to notice. or were go
ing to leave. That Wagon, Mr.. John, is a
crownin' mercy, and I'm to sit beside the