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The Highland monthly - National Library of Scotland

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A Sfj'ange Revenue. 403<br />

eclipsed the other in resonance, and wheeled round to her<br />

pots and pans, without observing that she printed some-<br />

thing else on John's sonsy face, to wit, five distinct finger<br />

marks on each cheek. Wholly unconscious <strong>of</strong> what had<br />

happened, John emerged into the kitchen. At the sight<br />

<strong>of</strong> him Nell went into convulsions. Misapprehending the<br />

cause <strong>of</strong> her mirth, John gave Nell a withering look <strong>of</strong> contempt<br />

and disappeared outside, the happiest man in the<br />

whole parish, and not the least honest.<br />

As John walked along, cherishing the memory <strong>of</strong><br />

Chirsty's "Imphum" and his first kiss, he straightened<br />

himself up, and began to feel that his importance in the<br />

world was increased thereby. <strong>The</strong>n he began to wonder<br />

whether Chirsty had really entertained doubts as to his<br />

being too old for a husband ;<br />

at which point he reached a<br />

dyke he remembered <strong>of</strong>ten to have jumped in his young<br />

days. In the buoyancy <strong>of</strong> his spirits, he wondered whether<br />

he could still perform the feat. He felt as if he walked<br />

upon air, and that he could jump to the moon. In a trice<br />

he had cleared the wall with two hands ;<br />

and again succeeded ; and<br />

he tried with one<br />

was soon so much absorbed in<br />

and pleased with this pro<strong>of</strong> <strong>of</strong> his latent agility that he<br />

became oblivious to his surroundings, and panted and<br />

whooped as he cleared and recleared the dyke with boyish<br />

glee. At the last leap he landed at the feet <strong>of</strong> the laird,<br />

who had been regarding John's behavour and blackened<br />

face first with amazement, and then with grave appre-<br />

hension. John picked up his bonnet and stood grinning at<br />

the laird, breathless.<br />

" Clean daft," pronounced the laird.<br />

^' Yes, sir," replied John.<br />

[to be eONTINLED],

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