"Yon's the licht in the kitchen window; nae wonder ye're nickering (neighing).... it's been a stiff journey; a'm tired, lass.... a'm tired tae deith," and the voice died into silence.
Drumsheugh held his friend's hand, which now and again tightened in his, and as he watched, a change came over the face on the pillow beside him. The lines of weariness disappeared, as if God's hand had passed over it; and peace began to gather round the closed eyes.
The doctor has forgotten the toil of later years, and has gone back to his boyhood.
"The Lord's my Shepherd, I'll not want," he repeated, till he came to the last verse, and then he hesitated.
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"Goodness and mercy all my life Shall surely follow me. |
"Follow me ... and ... and ... what's next? Mither said I wes tae haed ready when she cam.
"'A'll come afore ye gang tae sleep, Wullie, but ye 'ill no get yir kiss unless ye can feenish the psalm.'
"And ... in God's house ... for evermore my ... hoo dis it rin? a canna mind the next word ... my, my—