Come to me as often as you can--and as you like. I
think I shall be able to tell you some things to make you happier."
"'Deed, sir. I'm in no want o' happiness! O' that I hae full mair
nor I deserve; but I want a heap for a' that. I canna say what it
is, for the hoonger is for what I haena."
"Another of God's children!" said the master to himself, "and full
of the groanings of the spirit! The wilderness and the solitary
place shall be glad for them."
He often quoted scripture as the people of the New Testament
did--not much minding the original application of the words. Those
that are filled with the spirit, have always taken liberties with
the letter.
That very evening before she went home, they had a talk about
algebra, and several other things. Agnes went no more to school,
but almost every day to see the master, avoiding the hours when
Cosmo would be there.
CHAPTER XII.
GRANNIE'S GHOST STORY.
Things went on very quietly. The glorious days of harvest came and
went, and left the fields bare for the wintry revelling of great
blasts. The potatoes were all dug up, and again buried--deeper than
before, in pits, with sheets of straw and blankets of earth to
protect them from the biting of the frost. Their stalks and many
weeds with them were burned, and their ashes scattered. Some of the
land was ploughed, and some left till the spring. Before the autumn
rains the stock of peats was brought from the hill, where they had
been drying through the hot weather, and a splendid stack they
made.
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