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Willie Gillies. 71<br />

to his landlady. Lucky M'Kay, aboot him. <strong>The</strong> doited auld<br />

body said he was weel eneuch, but complained sairly that<br />

he sat up at nicht reading and burning her gas, for which<br />

she had nae amends. I dinna ken if I did richt, only a<br />

man maun dae his best to his fellow-creatures, and when I<br />

got the guid wife's report, I went to Lucky mysel' and gae<br />

her such a hearing for her hard-heartedness that<br />

she that verr.i nicht tauld Willie he would hae to quit at<br />

the end <strong>of</strong> the week for the imperance she had got on his<br />

account. I ken she was on the scent <strong>of</strong> a wealthier lodger,<br />

and, therefore, wished for an excuse. What could I think<br />

o' after this, but to <strong>of</strong>fer him the spare room in my ain<br />

house. Fac' I wished to have him under the guid wife's<br />

e'e, 'cause I thocht he would quicker mend. She and<br />

Maggie did a' they could, but he became waur and waur,<br />

and the doctor (it was difficult to make Willie let me send<br />

for a doctor, puir bo}', because he had nae money) said he<br />

maun be sent awa to his friends in the country or else die.<br />

Sairly Willie prayed me to let him drag himsel' to the<br />

<strong>of</strong>fice when he could hardly stan' on his legs— aye, and<br />

could ye believe it ? he would not take the wine I freely<br />

<strong>of</strong>fered him, until I was obliged to tell him the downricht<br />

truth that he would else die, and never be able to help his<br />

mother or repay his friends. I was put to it, sir, or I<br />

v.ouldna hae used sic words to the wilfu' bairn, who, when<br />

I put it in this licht, became quiet and obedient as a lamb.<br />

But a" wouldna dae. At last his mother came for him, and<br />

they went awa this day four weeks. He spoke <strong>of</strong> you, sir,<br />

and said to me that if ever he was better he would v/rite<br />

you, and if he died—weel, sir, I canna think o' Willie dee-<br />

ing, for he has been aff and on dining here for three years<br />

bypast, and we a' sae muckle liked him."<br />

<strong>The</strong> honest fellow drew his sleeve across his face, and<br />

never told me the end <strong>of</strong> Willie's message.

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