to be kissed," and I'll be your wife my ain sell."
They must be of harder mould than I who could part from so many kind hearts with indifference. The good dame too, with matron modesty, and an affectionate simplicity that marked the olden time, offered her cheek to the departing guest–"It's little the like of us can do," she said, "little indeed—but yet—if there were but ony thing"———
"Now, my dear Mrs Dinmont, you embolden me to make a request—would you but have the kindness to weave me, or work me, just such a grey plaid as the goodman wears?"—He had learned the language and feelings of the country even during the short time of his residence, and was aware of the pleasure the request would confer.
"A tait o' woo' would be scarce amang us," said the goodwife brightening, "if ye should nae hae that, and as gude a
