{"1": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3320", "width": "1995", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0001.jp2"}, "2": {"fulltext": "i\\nf, .f i i\\nmd\u00e2\u0096\u00a0m*^\\n[Q^ S l^ q!i\\nILIBIURY OF CONGRESS.\\nTR4A57 I\\nI5 UNITED STATES OF AMERICA.\\n^^mM^^\\n\\\\?ifl^A5.\\nA40A\u00c2\u00ab\u00c2\u00ab?:\\nmm", "height": "3183", "width": "1909", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0002.jp2"}, "3": {"fulltext": "\u00c2\u00a3^fe5 AA/^\\n^;\u00c2\u00ab5^..MiliiiS^^^^^\\nr ^^!SPt^\\nmmni\\n^a^^-\\\\^^..", "height": "3214", "width": "1884", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0003.jp2"}, "4": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3158", "width": "1889", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0004.jp2"}, "5": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3214", "width": "1859", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0005.jp2"}, "6": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3158", "width": "1889", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0006.jp2"}, "7": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3214", "width": "1859", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0007.jp2"}, "8": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3158", "width": "1889", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0008.jp2"}, "9": {"fulltext": "B O T H I E\\nTOPER-NA-FUOSICH", "height": "3214", "width": "1859", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0009.jp2"}, "10": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3158", "width": "1889", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0010.jp2"}, "11": {"fulltext": "THE\\nB OT H I E\\nTOPER-NA-FUOSICH\\nA LONG-VACATION PASTORAL.\\nBY\\nARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH\\nNUNC FORMOSISSIMUS ANNUS.\\nCAMBRIDGE:\\nJOHN BARTLETT\\n1849.", "height": "3214", "width": "1859", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0011.jp2"}, "12": {"fulltext": "NOTE\\nV ill\\nt\\nThe reader is warned to expect eveiy kind of irregularity\\ntliese modern hexameters spondaic lines, so called, are almo?\\nthe nile and a word will often require to be transposed b)\\nthe voice from the end of one line to the beginning of the next\\nCAMBRIDGE:\\nMETCALF AND COMPANY,\\nPUIXTERS TO THE UNIVERSITY.", "height": "3153", "width": "1849", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0012.jp2"}, "13": {"fulltext": "MY LONG-VACATION PUPILS\\nAVILL, I HOPE, ALLOW ME TO IXSCEIBE THIS TRIFLE TO\\nTHEM, AND WILL XOT, I TRUST, BE DISPLEASED IF,\\nIN A FICTION, PURELY FICTION, THEY ARE HERE AND\\nTHERE REMINDED OF TIMES WE ENJOYED TOGETHER.", "height": "3204", "width": "1839", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0013.jp2"}, "14": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3153", "width": "1849", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0014.jp2"}, "15": {"fulltext": "Socii cratera coronant.\\nIt was the afternoon and the sports were all but\\nover.\\nLong had the stone been put, tree cast, and\\nthrown the hammer\\nUp the perpendicular hill. Sir Hector so called\\nit,\\nEight stout shepherds and giUies had run, two\\nwondrous quickly\\nRun too the course on the level had been the\\nleaping was over\\nLast in the show of dress, a novelty recently\\nadded,", "height": "3204", "width": "1839", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0015.jp2"}, "16": {"fulltext": "8 THE BOTHIE OF\\nNoble ladies their prizes adjudged for costume\\nthat was perfect,\\nTurning the clansmen about, who stood with up-\\nraised elbows\\nBowing their eje-glassed brows, and fingering kilt\\nand sporran.\\nIt was four of the clock, and the sports were all\\nbut over.\\nTherefore the Oxford party went off to adorn for\\nthe dinner.\\nBe it recorded in song who was first, who last,\\nin dressing.\\nHope was the first, black-tied, white-waistcoated,\\nsimple, His Honor\\nFor the postman made out he was son to the Earl\\nof Bay,\\n(As indeed he was, to the younger brother, the\\nColonel,)\\nTreated him therefore with special respect doffed\\nbonnet, and ever", "height": "3153", "width": "1849", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0016.jp2"}, "17": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 9\\nCalled him his Honor his Honor he therefore\\nTvas at the cottage.\\nAlways his Honor at least, sometimes the Vis-\\ncount of Hay.\\nHope was first, his Honor, and next to his\\nHonor the Tutor.\\nStill more plain the Tutor, the grave man nick-\\nnamed Adam,\\nWhite-tied, clerical, silent, with antique square-\\ncut waistcoat\\nFormal, unchanged, of black cloth, but with sense\\nand feeling beneath it\\nSkilful in Ethics and Logic, in Pindar and Poets\\nunrivalled\\nShady in Latin, said Lindsay, but tofiying in\\nPlays and Aldrich.\\nSomewhat more splendid in dress, in a waist-\\ncoat work of a lady,\\nLindsay succeeded the lively, the cheery, cigar-\\nloving Lindsay,", "height": "3204", "width": "1839", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0017.jp2"}, "18": {"fulltext": "10 THE BOTHIE OF\\nLindsay the ready of speech, the Piper, the\\nDialectician,\\nThis was his title from Adam because of the\\nwords he invented.\\nWho in three weeks had created a dialect new\\nfor the party.\\nMaster in all that Avas new, of whate er was\\nrecherche and racy.\\nMaster of newest inventions, and ready deviser of\\nnewer\\nThis was his title from Adam, but mostly they\\ncalled him the Piper.\\nLindsay succeeded, the lively, the cheery, cigar-\\nloving Lindsay.\\nHewson and Hobbes were down at the matutine\\nbathing of course too\\nArthur Audley, the bather par excellence, glory\\nof headers,\\nArthur they called him for love and for euphony\\nso were they bathing.", "height": "3153", "width": "1849", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0018.jp2"}, "19": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 11\\nThere where in mornings was custom, where over\\na ledge of granite\\nInto a granite bason descended the amber tor-\\nrent.\\nThere were they bathing and dressing it was but\\na step from the cottage,\\nOnly the road and larches and ruinous millstead\\nbetween.\\nHewson and Hobbes followed quick upon Adam\\non them followed Arthur.\\nAirhe descended the last/splendescent as god\\nof Oljmpus\\nBlue, half-doubtfully blue, was the coat that had\\nwhite silk facings.\\nWaistcoat blue, coral-buttoned, the white-tie finely\\nadjusted.\\nCoral moreover the studs on a shirt as of crochet\\nof women\\nWhen for ten minutes already the fourwheel had\\nstood at the gateway.", "height": "3204", "width": "1839", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0019.jp2"}, "20": {"fulltext": "12 THE BOTHIE OF\\nHe, like a god, came leaving his ample Olympian\\nchamber.\\nAnd in the fourwheel they drove to the place\\nof the clansmen s meeting.\\nSo in the fourwheel they came and Donald\\nthe innkeeper showed them\\nUp to the barn where the dinner should be.\\nFour tables were in it\\nTwo at the top and the bottom, a little upraised\\nfrom the level,\\nThese for Chairman and Croupier,* and gentry fit\\nto be with them.\\nTwo lengthways in the midst for keeper and gillie\\nand peasant.\\nHere were clansmen many in kilt and bonnet as-\\nsembled\\nKeepers a dozen at least the Marquis s targeted\\ngilHes\\nVice-President.", "height": "3153", "width": "1849", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0020.jp2"}, "21": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 13\\nPipers five or six, among them the young one, the\\ndrunkard\\nMany with silver brooches, and some with those\\nbrilHant crystals\\nFound amid granite-dust on the frosty scalp of the\\nCairn- Gorm\\nBut with snuff-boxes all, and all their boxes\\nusing.\\n\u00e2\u0080\u00a2Here too were Catholic Priest, and Established\\nMinister standing,\\nOne to say grace before, the other after the\\ndinner\\nCatholic Priest for many still clung to the\\nAncient Worship,\\nAnd Sir Hector s father himself had built them a\\nchapel\\nSo stood Priest and Minister, near to each other,\\nbut silent,\\nOne to say grace before, the other after the\\ndinner.", "height": "3204", "width": "1839", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0021.jp2"}, "22": {"fulltext": "14 THE BOTHIE OF\\nHither anon too came the shrewd, ever-ciphering\\nFactor,\\nHither anon the Attache, the Guardsman mute\\nand stately,\\nHither from lodge and bothie in all the adjoin-\\ning shootings\\nMembers of Parliament many, forgetful of votes\\nand blue books.\\nHere, amid heathery hills, upon beast and bird of\\nthe forest.\\nVenting the murderous spleen of the endless Rail-\\nway Committee.\\nHither the Marquis of Ayr, and Dalgarnish Earl\\nand Croupier,\\nAnd at their side, amid murmurs of welcome,\\nlong-looked for, himself too\\nEager, the gray, but boy-hearted Sir Hector, the\\nChief and the Chairman.\\nHut.", "height": "3153", "width": "1849", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0022.jp2"}, "23": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICII. 15\\nThen was the dinner served, and the Minister\\nasked a blessing,\\nAnd to the viands before them with knife and\\nwith fork thej beset them\\nVenison, the red and the roe, with mutton and\\ngrouse succeeding\\nSuch was the feast, with whiskey of course, and at\\ntop and bottom\\nSmall decanters of Sherry, not overchoice, for the\\ngentry.\\nSo to the viands before them with laughter and\\nchat they beset them.\\nAnd, when on flesh and on fowl had appetite duly\\nbeen sated.\\nUp rose the Catholic Priest and returned God\\nthanks for the dinner.\\nThen on all tables were set black bottles of well-\\nmixed toddy,\\nAnd, with the bottles and glasses before them,\\nthey sat digesting.", "height": "3199", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0023.jp2"}, "24": {"fulltext": "16 THE BOTHIE OF\\nTalking, enjoying, but chiefly awaiting the toasts\\nand speeches.\\nSpare me, mighty Remembrance for words\\nto the task were unequal.\\nSpare me, mistress of Song nor bid me re-\\ncount minutely\\nAll that was said and done o er the well-mixed\\ntempting toddy.\\nBid me not show in detail, grimace and gesture\\npainting.\\nHow were healths proposed and drunk with all the\\nhonors,\\nGlasses and bonnets waving, and three-times-three\\nthrice over.\\nQueen, and Prince, and Army, and Landlords all,\\nand Keepers\\nBid me not, grammar defying, repeat from gram-\\nmar-defiers", "height": "3153", "width": "1849", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0024.jp2"}, "25": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 17\\nLong constructions strange and plusquam-tliucydi-\\ndean,\\nTell, how as sudden torrent in time of speat in\\nthe mountain\\nHurries six ways at once, and takes at last to the\\nroughest.\\nOr as the practised rider at Astley s or Fran-\\nconi s\\nSkilfully, boldly bestrides many steeds at once in\\nthe gallop.\\nCrossing from this to that, with one leg here, one\\nyonder,\\nSo, less skilful, but equally bold, and wild as the\\ntorrent.\\nAll through sentences six at a time, unsuspecting\\nof syntax.\\nHurried the lively good-will and garrulous tale of\\nSir Hector.\\nFlood.", "height": "3199", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0025.jp2"}, "26": {"fulltext": "18 THE BOTHIE OF\\nLeft to oblivion be it, the memory, faithful as\\never.\\nHow the noble Croupier would wind up his word\\nwith a whistle,\\nHow the Marquis of Ayr, with quaint gesticu-\\nlation\\nFloundering on through game and mess-room rec-\\nollections,\\nGossip of neighbouring forest, praise of targeted\\ngillies.\\nAnticipation of royal visit, skits at pedestri-\\nans,\\nSwore he would never abandon his country, nor\\ngive up deer-stalking\\nHow, too, more brief, and plainer in spite of\\nGaelic accent.\\nHighland peasants gave courteous answer to\\nflattering nobles.\\nTwo orations alone the memorial song will\\nrender", "height": "3153", "width": "1849", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0026.jp2"}, "27": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 19\\nFor at the banquet s close spake thus the lively\\nSir Hector,\\nSomewhat husky with praises exuberant, often re-\\npeated,\\nPleasant to him and to them, of the gallant High-\\nland soldiers\\nWhom he erst led in the fight; something-husky,\\nbut cheery, though weary.\\nUp to them rose and spoke the gray but gladsome\\nchieftain\\nFill up your glasses once more, my friends\\nwith all the honors,\\nThere was a toast which I forgot, which our gallant\\nHighland homes have\\nAlways welcomed the stranger, I may say, delight-\\ned to see\\nFine young men at my table My friends are\\nyou ready the Strangers.\\nGentlemen, I drink your healths, and I wish\\nyou with all the honors", "height": "3199", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0027.jp2"}, "28": {"fulltext": "20 THE BOTHIE OF\\nSo he said, and the cheers ensued, and all the\\nhonors,\\nAll our Collegians were bowed to, the Attache\\ndetecting His Honor,\\nThe Guardsman moving to Arthur, the Marquis\\nsidling to Airlie,\\nWhile the little drunken Piper came across to\\nshake hands with Lindsay.\\nBut, while the healths were being drunk, was\\nmuch tribulation and trouble.\\nNodding and beckoning across, observed of At-\\ntache and Guardsman\\nAdam would n t speak, indeed it was known he\\ncould n t\\nHewson could, and would if they wished Philip\\nHewson the poet,\\nHewson the radical hot, hating lords and scorning\\nladies,\\nSilent mostly, but often reviling in fire and\\nfury", "height": "3153", "width": "1849", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0028.jp2"}, "29": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 21\\nFeudal tenures, mercantile lords, competition and\\nbishops.\\nLiveries, armorial bearings, amongst other things\\nthe Game-laws:\\nHe could speak, and was asked-to by Adam, but\\nLindsay aloud cried\\n(Whiskey was hot in his brain) Confound it, no,\\nnot Hewson,\\nA nt he cock-sure to bring-in his eternal poHtical\\nhumbug\\nHowever, so it must be, and after due pause of\\nsilence.\\nWaving his hand to Lindsay, and smiUng queerly\\nto Adam,\\nUp to them rose and spoke the poet and radical\\nHewson.\\nI am, I think, perhaps the most perfect strang-\\ner present.\\nI have not, as two or three of my friends, in my\\nveins some tincture,", "height": "3199", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0029.jp2"}, "30": {"fulltext": "22 THE BOTHIE OF\\nSome few ounces of Scottish blood no, nothing\\nlike it.\\nI am therefore perhaps the fittest to answer and\\nthank you.\\nSo I thank you, sir, for myself and for my\\ncompanions.\\nHeartily thank you all for this unexpected greet-\\ning,\\nAll the more welcome as showing you do not ac-\\ncount us intruders\\nAre not unwilling to see the north and south for-\\ngather.\\nAnd, surely, seldom have Scotch and English\\nmore joyously mingled\\nScarcely with warmer hearts, clearer sense of\\nmutual manhood,\\nEven in tourney, and foray, and fray, and regular\\nbattle,\\nWhere the life and the strength come out in the\\ntug and tussle,", "height": "3153", "width": "1849", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0030.jp2"}, "31": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 23\\nScarcely, where man confronted man, and soul\\nclasped soul,\\nClose as the bodies and intertwining limbs of\\nathletic wrestlers\\nWhen for a final bout are a day s two champions\\nmated,\\nIn the grand old times of bows, and bills, and\\nclaymores.\\nAt the old Flodden-field Bannockburn CuUo-\\nden.\\n(And he paused a moment, for breath, and be-\\ncause of cheering,)\\nWe are the better friends, I fancy, for that old\\nfighting.\\nBetter friends, inasmuch as we know each other\\nbetter,\\nWe can now shake hands without subterfuge or\\nshuffling.\\nOn this passage followed a great tornado of\\ncheering,", "height": "3199", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0031.jp2"}, "32": {"fulltext": "24 THE BOTHIE OF\\nTables were rapped, feet stamped, a glass or two\\ngot broken\\nHe, ere the cheers had died wholly awaj, and\\nwhile still there was stamping,\\nAdded with a smile in an altered voice his sarcas-\\ntic conclusion.\\nYet I myself have little claim to this honor of\\nhaving my health drunk.\\nFor I am not a game-keeper, I think, nor a game-\\npreserver.\\nSo he said, and sat down, but his satire was\\nnot taken.\\nOnly the Men, who were all on their legs as con-\\ncerned in the thanking.\\nWere a trifle confused, but mostly stared without\\nlaughing\\nLindsay alone, close-facing the chair, shook his fist\\nat the speaker.\\nOnly a Liberal member, away at the end of the\\ntable,", "height": "3153", "width": "1849", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0032.jp2"}, "33": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 25\\nStarted, remembering sadlj the chance of a com-\\ning election,\\nOnly the Attache sneered to the Guardsman, who\\ntwirled his moustachio,\\nOnly the Marquis faced round, but not quite clear\\nof the meaning\\nJoined with the joyous Sir Hector, who lustily\\nbeat on the table.\\nAnd soon after the chairman arose, and the\\nfeast was over\\nNow should the barn be cleared and forthwith\\nadorned for the dancing,\\nAnd our friends, retiring to wait for this consum-\\nmation.\\nWere, as they stood in the doorway uncertain,\\ndebating together,\\nBy the good chieftain so joyous invited hard-by to\\nthe castle.\\nBut as the doorway they quitted, a thin man clad\\nas the Saxon,", "height": "3199", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0033.jp2"}, "34": {"fulltext": "26 THE BOTHIE OF\\nTrouser and cap and jacket of home-spun blue,\\nhand-woven,\\nSingled out, and said with determined accent to\\nHewson,\\nResting his hand on his shoulder, while each with\\neyes dilating\\nFirmly scanned each Young man, if ye pass\\nthrough the Braes o Lochaber,\\nSee by the loch-side ye come to the Bothie of\\nToper-na-fuosich.", "height": "3153", "width": "1849", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0034.jp2"}, "35": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 27\\n11.\\nEt certainen erat, Corydon cum Thyrside, magnum,\\nJMoKX, in yellow and white came broadening out\\nfrom the mountains,\\nLong ere music and reel were hushed in the barn\\nof the dancers.\\nDuly in matutine bathed before eight some two of\\nthe party,\\nThere where in mornings was custom, where over\\na ledge of granite\\nInto a gi^anite bason descended the amber tor-\\nrent.\\nDuly there two plunges each took Philip and\\nArthur,", "height": "3199", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0035.jp2"}, "36": {"fulltext": "28 THE BOTHIE OF\\nDuly in matutine bathed, and read, and wished\\nfor breakfast\\nBreakfast commencing at nine lingered lazily on\\nto noon-day.\\nTea and coffee was there a jug of water for\\nHewson\\nTea and coffee and four cold grouse upon the\\nsideboard\\nCranberry-jam was reserved for tea, and for festive\\noccasions\\nGayly they talked, as they sat, some late and lazy\\nat breakfast,\\nSome professing a book, some smoking outside at\\nthe window.\\nNeath an [aurora soft-pouring a still sheeny tide\\nto the zenith,\\nHewson and Arthur, with Adam, had walked and\\ngot home by eleven\\nHope and the others had stayed till the round sun\\nlighted them bedward.", "height": "3153", "width": "1849", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0036.jp2"}, "37": {"fulltext": "TOPEK-NA-FUOSICH. 29\\nTliej of the lovely aurora, but these of the lovelier\\nwomen\\nSpoke of noble ladies and rustic girls, their\\npartners.\\nTurned to them Hewson, the chartist, the poet,\\nthe eloquent speaker.\\nSick of the very names of your Lady Augustas\\nand Floras\\nAm I, as ever I was of the dreary botanical\\ntitles\\nOf the exotic plants, their antitypes, in the hot-\\nhouse\\nRoses, violets, lilies for me the out-of-door beau-\\nties\\nMeadow and woodland sweets, forget-me-nots and\\nheartsease\\nPausing awhile, he proceeded anon, for none\\nmade answer.\\n0, if our high-born girls knew only the grace,\\nthe attraction,", "height": "3199", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0037.jp2"}, "38": {"fulltext": "30 THE BOTHIE OF\\nLabor, and labor alone, can add to the beauty of\\nwomen,\\nTruly the milliner s trade would quickly, I think,\\nbe at discount.\\nAll the waste and loss in silk and satin be saved\\nus.\\nSaved for purposes truly and widely produc-\\ntive\\nThat s right,\\nTake off your coat to it, Philip, cried Lindsay,\\noutside in the garden,\\nLindsay, cigar-loving hero, the Piper, the Dialec-\\ntician,\\nTake off your coat to it, Philip.\\nWell, well, said Hewson, resuming\\nLaugh if you please at my novel economy listen\\nto this, though\\nAs for myself, and apart from economy wholly,\\nbelieve me,\\nNever I properly felt the relation of man to woman.", "height": "3153", "width": "1849", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0038.jp2"}, "39": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 31\\nThough to the dancing-master I went, perforce,\\nfor a quarter,\\nWliere in dismal quadrille, were good-looking girls\\nin plenty,\\nThough, too, school-girl cousins were mine a\\nbevy of beauties,\\nNever (of course you will laugh, but of course all\\nthe same I shall say it,)\\nNever, believe me, revealed itself to me the\\nsexual glory,\\nTill in some village fields in holidays now getting\\nstupid.\\nOne day sauntering long and listless, as Tenny-\\nson has it,\\nLong and listless strolling, ungainly in hobbadi-\\nboyhood,\\nChanced it my eye fell aside on a capless, bonnet-\\nless maiden,\\nBending with three-pronged fork in a garden up-\\nrooting potatoes.\\nWf a. Vv", "height": "3199", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0039.jp2"}, "40": {"fulltext": "32 THE BOTHIE OF\\nWas it the air who can say or herself, or the\\ncharm of the labor\\nBut a new thing was in me and longing delicious\\npossessed me,\\nLonging to take her and lift her, and put her\\naway from her slaving\\nWas it to clasp her in lifting, or was it to lift her\\nby clasping,\\nWas it embracing or aiding was most in my mind\\nhard question\\nBut a new thing was in me, I too was a youth\\namong maidens\\nWas it the air, who can say but in part t was\\nthe charm of the labor.\\nI was too awkward, too shy, a great deal, be as-\\nsured, for advances,\\nShyly I shambled away, stopping oft, but afraid\\nof returning.\\nShambled obliquely away, with furtive occasional\\nsidelook,", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0040.jp2"}, "41": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 33\\nLong, though listless no more, in mj awkward\\nhobbadiaojhood. /r\\nStill, though a new thing was in me, though vernal\\nemotion, the secret,\\nYes, amid prurient talk, the unimparted mysteri-\\nous secret\\nLong, the growing distress, and celled-up dishonor\\nof boyhood.\\nRecognized now took its place, a relation, oh bhss\\nunto others\\nThough now the poets, whom love is the key to,\\nrevealed themselves to me.\\nAnd in my dreams by Miranda, her Ferdinand,\\nsat I unwearied.\\nThough all the fuss about girls, the giggling, and\\ntoying, and coying.\\nWere not so strange as they had been, so incom-\\nprehensible purely\\nStill, as before, (and as now,) balls, dances, and\\nevening parties,\\n3", "height": "3199", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0041.jp2"}, "42": {"fulltext": "34 THE BOTHIE OF\\nShooting with bows, going shopping together, and\\nhearing them singing,\\nDanghng beside them, and turning the leaves on\\nthe dreary piano,\\nOffering unneeded arms, performing dull farces of\\nescort.\\nSeemed like a sort of unnatural up-in-the-air bal-\\nloon-work,\\n(Or what to me is as hateful, a riding about in a\\ncarriage,)\\nUtter divorcement from work, mother earth, and\\nobjects of living.\\nAs mere gratuitous trifling in presence of business\\nand duty,\\nAs does the turning aside of the tourist to look at\\na landscape\\nSeem in the steamer or coach to the merchant in\\nhaste for the city.\\nHungry and fainting for food you ask me to join\\nyou in snapping", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0042.jp2"}, "43": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 35\\nWhat but a pink-paper comfit, with motto roman-\\ntic inside it\\nWishing to stock me a garden, I m sent to a table\\nof nosegays\\nPretty, I see it, and sweet but they hardly would\\ngrow in my borders.\\nBetter a crust of black bread than a mountain of\\npaper-confections,\\nBetter a daisy in earth than a dahlia cut and\\ngathered,\\nBetter a cowslip with root than a prize carnation\\nwithout it.\\nThat I allow, said Adam.\\nBut he with the bit in his teeth, scarce\\nBreathed a brief moment, and hurried exultingly\\non with his rider,\\nFar over hillock, and rvinnel, and bramble, away in\\nthe champaign,", "height": "3199", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0043.jp2"}, "44": {"fulltext": "86 THE BOTHIE OF\\nSnorting defiance and force, the white foam fleck-\\ning his quarters,\\nKein hanging loose to his neck, and head project-\\ned before him.\\nOh, if they knew and considered, unhappy ones\\noh, could the J see, could\\nBut for a moment discern, how the blood of true\\ngallantry kindles,\\nHow the old knightly religion, the chivalry semi-\\nquixotic\\nStirs in the veins of a man at seeing some delicate\\nwoman\\nServing him, toihng for him, and the world\\nsome tenderest girl, now\\nOver-weighted, expectant, of him, is it who shall,\\nif only\\nDuly her burden be hghtened, not wholly removed\\nfrom her, mind you,", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0044.jp2"}, "45": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 37\\nLightened if but by the love, the devotion man\\nonly can offer,\\nGrand on her pedestal rise as -urn-bearing statue\\nof Hellas\\nOh, could they feel at such moments how man s\\nheart, as into Eden\\nCarried anew, seems to see, like the gardener of\\nearth uncorrupted,\\nEve from the hand of her Maker advancuig, an\\nhelpmeet for him.\\nEve from his own flesh taken, a spirit restored to\\nhis spirit,\\nSpirit but not spirit only, himself whatever him-\\nself is.\\nUnto the mystery s end sole helpmate meet to be\\nwith him\\nOh if they saw it and knew it we soon should see\\nthem abandon\\nBoudoir, toilet, carriage, drawing-room, and ball-\\nroom,", "height": "3199", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0045.jp2"}, "46": {"fulltext": "38 THE BOTHIE OF\\nSatin for worsted exchange, gros-de-naples for\\nlinsej-woolsej,\\nSandals of silk for clogs, for health lackadaisical\\nfancies\\nSo, feel women, not dolls so feel the sap of\\nexistence\\nCirculate up through their roots from the far-awaj\\ncentre of all things,\\nCirculate up from the depths to the bud on the\\ntwig that is topmost\\nYes, we should see them delighted, delighted our-\\nselves in the seeing.\\nBending with blue cotton gown skirted-up over\\nstriped linsey-woolsey.\\nMilking the kine in the field, hke Rachel^ water-\\ning cattle,\\nRachel, when at the well the predestined beheld\\nand kissed her,\\nOr, Avith pail upon head, like Dora beloved of\\nAlexis,", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0046.jp2"}, "47": {"fulltext": "TOPEK-NA-FUOSICH.\\nComelj, Tvith well-poised pail over neck arching\\nsoft to the shoulders,\\nComelj in gracefuUest act, one arm uplifted to\\nstay it.\\nHome from the river or pump moving stately and\\ncalm to the laundry\\nAye, doing household work, as many sweet girls\\nI have looked at,\\nNeedful household work, which some one, after\\nall, must do,\\nNeedful, graceful therefore, as washing, cooking,\\nscouring.\\nOr, if you please, with the fork in the garden\\nuprooting potatoes.\\nOr high-kilted perhaps, cried Luidsay, at\\nlast successful,\\nLindsay, this long time swelling with scorn and\\npent-up fury.\\nOr high-kilted perhaps, as once at Dundee I saw\\nthem.", "height": "3199", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0047.jp2"}, "48": {"fulltext": "40 THE BOTHIE OF\\nPetticoats up to the knees, or, it might be, a little\\nbit higher,\\nMatching their lilj-white legs with the clothes that\\nthej trod in the wash-tub\\nLaughter loud ensued and seeing the Tutor\\nembarrassed,\\nIt was from them, I suppose, said Arthur, smiling\\nsedately,\\nLindsay learnt the tune we all have learnt from\\nLindsay,\\nFor oli^ he iva% a roguey^ the Piper o Bun-\\ndee.\\nLaughter ensued again and the Tutor still\\nslightly embarrassed.\\nPicked at the fallen thread, and commenced a\\nreply to Hewson.\\nThere s truth in what you say, though truly\\nmuch distorted\\nThese, I think, no less than other agaceries,\\ncloy one", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0048.jp2"}, "49": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 41\\nStill there s truth, I own, I perfectly understand\\nyou.\\nWhile the Tutor was gathering his thoughts,\\ncontinued Arthur,\\nIs not all this just the same that one hears at\\ncommon-room breakfasts.\\nOr perhaps Trinity wines, about Gothic buildings\\nand Beauty\\nAnd with a start from the sofa came Hobbes\\nwith a cry from the sofa.\\nThere where he lay, the great Hobbes, contem-\\nplative, corpulent, witty,\\nAuthor forgotten and silent of currentest phrase\\nand fancy,\\nMute and exuberant by turns, a fountain at\\nintervals playing,\\nMute and abstracted, or strong and abundant as\\nrain in the tropics\\nStudious careless of dress inobservant by\\nsmooth persuasions", "height": "3189", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0049.jp2"}, "50": {"fulltext": "42 THE BOTHIE OF\\nLately decoyed into kilt on example of Hope and\\nthe Piper,\\nHope an Antinous mere, Hyperion of calves the\\nPiper.\\nBeautiful cried he upleaping, analogy perfect\\nto madness\\ninexhaustible source of thought, shall I call\\nit, or fancy\\nWonderful spring, at whose touch doors fly, what\\na vista disclosing\\nExquisite germ Ah no, crude fingers shall not\\nsoil thee\\nKest, lovely pearl, in my brain, and slowly mature\\nin the oyster.\\nWhile at the exquisite pearl they were laugh-\\ning and corpulent oyster,\\nAh, could they only be taught, he resumed, by a\\nPugin of women.\\nHow even churning and washing, the dairy, the\\nscullery duties,", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0050.jp2"}, "51": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 43\\nWait but a touch to redeem and convert them to\\ncharms and attractions,\\nScrubbing requires for true grace but frank and\\nartistical handling,\\nAnd the removal of slops to be ornamentally\\ntreated.\\nPhilip who speaks like a book, retiring and\\npausing he added,\\nPhilip here, who speaks like a folio, saj st\\nthou, Piper\\nPhihp shall write us a book, a treatise upon Tlte\\nLaivs of\\nArcliitectural Beauty in Application to Wom-\\nen\\nIllustrations, of course, and a Parker s Glossary\\npendent,\\nWhere shall in specimen seen be the sculliony\\ns tumpy-columnar\\n(Which to a reverent taste is perhaps the most\\nmoving of any,)", "height": "3189", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0051.jp2"}, "52": {"fulltext": "44 THE BOTHIE OF\\nRising to grace of true woman in English the\\nEarlj and Later,\\nCharming us still in fulfilUng the Richer and\\nLoftier stages,\\nLost, ere we end, in the Lady-Debased and the\\nLadj-Flambojant\\nThence why in satire and spite too merciless on-\\nward pursue her\\nHither to hideous close, Modern-Florid, modern-\\nfine-lady\\nNo, I will leave it to you, my Philip, my Pugin of\\nwomen.\\nLeave it to Arthur, said Adam, to think of,\\nand not to play with.\\nYou are young, you know, he said, resuming to\\nPhilip,\\nYou are young, he proceeded, with something of\\nfervor to Hewson,\\nYou are a boy when you grow a man, you *11\\nfind things alter.", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0052.jp2"}, "53": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 45\\nYou will learn to seek the good, to scorn the at-\\ntractive,\\nScorn all mere cosmetics, as now of rank and\\nfashion,\\nDehcate hands, and wealth, so then of poverty\\nalso.\\nPoverty truly attractive, more truly, I bear you\\nwitness.\\nGood, wherever found, you will choose, be it hum-\\nble or stately,\\nHappy if only you find, and finding do not lose\\nit.\\nYes, we must seek what is good, it always and it\\nonly\\nNot indeed absolute good, good for us, as is said\\nin the Ethics,\\nThat which is good for ourselves, our proper\\nselves, our best selves\\nThis if you find in another, desert not, whatever\\nyou call it.", "height": "3189", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0053.jp2"}, "54": {"fulltext": "46 THE BOTHIE OF\\nCall it a likeness of souls, call it anything else\\nyou fancy,\\nPerfect response, if you please, to what would in\\nus be most perfect,\\nAnswer most searching to what in ourselves is\\nprofoundest and shyest\\nThis if you find in another, desert not, wherever\\nyou find it,\\nHappy if only jou find, and finding do not lose\\nit!\\nAh, you have much to learn, we can t know all at\\ntwenty.\\nYou are a boy, as I said when you grow a man,\\nyou 11 say so.\\nThis was the answer he had from the eager\\nimpetuous Hewson\\nYes, I say it now, I know I m young and know,\\ntoo.\\nHow the grown-up man puts-by the youthful in-\\nstinct,", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0054.jp2"}, "55": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 47\\nLearns to deal with the good, but what good is,\\ndiscerns not\\nLearns to handle the helm, but breaks the com-\\npass to steer by\\nIn the intuitive loses far more than his gain dis-\\ncursive\\nOr, in the lingo you love, the lingo emphatic of\\nAldrich,\\nGets up the form syllogistic, ignoring the premiss\\nand matter.\\nWhile he spoke, Adam rose, sat again, and\\ndropping his eyelids\\nBowed his face in his hands, and rested his hands\\non the table\\nSo for a minute he sat the one first minute of\\nsilence\\nLooked up at last, and laughed, and answered,\\nspeaking serenely.\\nSpeaking serenely, but still with a moisture about\\nthe eyehds.", "height": "3189", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0055.jp2"}, "56": {"fulltext": "48 THE BOTHIE OF\\nTruly, queer fellow is Hewson for bidding liira\\nchoose good only\\nThus to upbraid me with years, chill years that\\nare thick ning to forty.\\nNay, never talk hsten now What I say you\\ncan t apprehend\\nNo, you are looking elsewhere. You will not\\never, I fancy\\nTill you ignore your premiss, repairing the loss by\\na new one,\\nTill you discard your compass, if not for instruc-\\ntion in steering.\\nYet to purchase a better and pay, I suppose, for\\nthe purchase.\\nSo much in repartee but let us return to the\\nquestion.\\nPartly you rest on truth, old truth, the duty of\\nDuty,\\nPartly on error, you long for equality.\\nAye, cried the Piper,", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0056.jp2"}, "57": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 49\\nThat s the sore place, that confounded Egalite,\\nFrench manufacture,\\nHe is the same as the Chartist who made an ad-\\ndress in Ireland,\\nWhat, mid is not one man, fellow~7nen, as good\\nas another?\\nFaith, replied Pat, and a deal letter too\\nSo rattled the Piper\\nBut undisturbed in his tenor, the Tutor.\\nPartly in error\\nSeeking equality, is not one tvoman as good as\\nanother f\\nI with the Irishman answer Yes, better too; the\\npoorer\\nBetter full oft than richer, than loftier better the\\nlower.\\nIrrespective of wealth and of poverty, pain and\\nenjoyment,\\nWomen all have their duties, the one as well as\\nthe other", "height": "3189", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0057.jp2"}, "58": {"fulltext": "50\\nTHE BOTHIE OF\\nAre all duties alike Do all alike fulfil them\\nIt is to these we must look, and in these we are\\nnot on a level\\nNeither in these, nor in gifts, nor attainments, nor\\nrequirements.\\nHowever noble the dream of equality, mark you,\\nPhihp,\\nNowhere equality reigns in God s sublime crea-\\ntions.\\nStar is not equal to star, nor blossom the same as\\nblossom\\nHerb is not equal to herb, any more than planet\\nto planet.\\nTrue, that the plant should be rooted in earth, I\\ngranted you wholly.\\nAnd that the daisy in earth surpasses the cut\\ncarnation.\\nOnly, the rooted carnation surpasses the rooted\\ndaisy\\nThere is one glory of daisies, another of carna-\\ntions", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0058.jp2"}, "59": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 51\\nFoolisli were budding carnation, in gay parterre\\nby greenhouse,\\nShould it decline to accept the nurture the garden-\\ner gives it,\\nShould it refuse to expand to sun and genial sum-\\nmer.\\nSimply because the field-daisy, that grows in the\\ngrass-plat beside it.\\nCannot, for some cause or other, develope and be\\na carnation.\\nWould not the daisy itself petition its scrupulous\\nneighbour\\nUp, grow, bloom, and forget me be beautiful even\\nto proudness.\\nE en for the sake of myself and other poor daisies\\nlike me.\\nRooted in earth should it be, carnation alike or\\ndaisy,\\nThat I grant, and refer you to Shakspeare on\\ngillyflowers,", "height": "3189", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0059.jp2"}, "60": {"fulltext": "52 THE BOTHIE OF\\nWhere in the Wmter s Tale Leontes Perdita ques-\\ntions.\\nEducation and manners, accomplishments, refine-\\nments,\\nWaltz, peradventure, and polka, the knowledge of\\nmusic and drawing,\\nAll these things are Nature s, to Nature dear and\\nprecious.\\nWe must all do something, man, woman alike, I\\nown it\\nYes, but woman-and-man in ladj-and-gentleman is\\nnot\\nLost, extinct it lives if not, God help them,\\nchange them\\nWe must all do something, and in mj judgment\\ndo it\\nIn our station independent of it, but not regard-\\nless\\nHolding it, not for enjoyment, but because we\\ncannot change it.", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0060.jp2"}, "61": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 53\\nAh replied Philip, Alas the noted phrase of\\nthe prayer book,\\nDoing our duty in that state of life to which God\\nhas called us,\\nSeems to me ahvays to mean, when the little rich\\nboys say it.\\nStanding in velvet frock by mama s brocaded\\nflounces,\\nEying her gold-fastened book and the chain and\\nwatch at her bosom,\\nSeems to me always to mean. Eat, drink, and never\\nmind others.\\nNay, replied Adam, smihng, so far your econo-\\nmy leads me.\\nVelvet and gold and brocade are nowise to my\\nfancy\\nBenefit of trade, I see, is mockery vile and delu-\\nsion.\\nNay, he added, beheve me, I like luxurious\\nlivino:", "height": "3189", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0061.jp2"}, "62": {"fulltext": "54 THE BOTHIE OF\\nEven as little as you, and grieve in my soul not\\nseldom,\\nMore for the rich indeed than the poor, who are\\nnot so guilty.\\nAh replied Phihp again, But as for the rest\\nof the story.\\nTruly I see a good deal in the daisy-carnation\\nfable\\nThough I should like to be clear what standing in\\nthe earth means.\\nBut, as you said to me when this long discussion\\nstarted.\\nThere s truth in what you say, though I donH\\nquite understand you.\\nSo the discussion ended and Arthur rose up\\nsmihng,\\nNow, quoth he, that Philip dare n t bully you\\nmore, it is my turn.\\nHow will my argument please you To-morrow\\nwe start on our travel.", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0062.jp2"}, "63": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 55\\nAnd took up Hope the chorus.\\nTo-morrow we start on our travel.\\nLo the weather is golden, the weather-glass, say\\nthey, rising\\nFour weeks here have we read four weeks will\\nwe read hereafter\\nThree weeks hence will return and revisit our dis-\\nmal classics.\\nThree weeks hence readjust our visions of classes\\nand classics.\\nFare ye well, meantime, forgotten, unnamed, un-\\ndreamt of\\nHistory, Science, and Poets lo, deep in dustiest\\ncupboard,\\nThookydid, Oloros son, Halimoosian, here lieth\\nburied\\nSlumber in Liddell-and-Scott, musical chaff of\\nOld Athens,\\nDishes, and fishes, bird, beast, and sesquipedahan\\nblackguard", "height": "3189", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0063.jp2"}, "64": {"fulltext": "56\\nTHE BOTHIE OF\\nSleep, weary Ghosts, be at peace, and abide in\\nyour lexicon-limbo\\nSleep, as in lava for ages your Herculanean\\nkindred,\\nSleep, and for aught that I care, the sleep that\\nknows no waking,\\n^schylus, Sophocles, Homer, Herodotus, Pindar,\\nand Plato.\\nThree weeks hence be it time to exhume our\\ndreary classics.\\nAnd in the chorus joined Lindsay, the Piper,\\nthe Dialectician.\\nThree weeks hence we return to the sJwj? and the\\ntvash-hand-standrhason*\\nThree weeks hence unbury TIdcJcsides and hai7y\\nAldrich.\\nBut the Tutor enquired, the grave man, nick-\\nnamed Adam,\\nCottage and matutine.", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0064.jp2"}, "65": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 57\\nWho are they that go, and when do they promise\\nreturning\\nAnd a silence ensued, and the Tutor himself\\ncontinued,\\nAirhe remains, I presume, he continued, and\\nHobbes, and Hewson,\\nLindsay and Arthur and Hope to verify Black\\nare a quorum.\\nAnswer was made him by Philip, the poet, the\\neloquent speaker.\\nAirlie remains, I presume, was the answer, and\\nHobbes, peradventure\\nTarry let Airlie May-fairly, and Hobbes, brief-\\nkilted hero,\\nTarry let Hobbes in kilt, and Airlie abide in his\\nbreaches\\nTarry let these, and read, four Pindars apiece an\\nit like them\\nWeary of reading am I, and weary of walks pre-\\nscribed us", "height": "3189", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0065.jp2"}, "66": {"fulltext": "58 THE BOTHIE OF\\nWeary of Ethic and Logic, of Rhetoric yet more\\nweary,\\nEager to range over heather unfettered of gilhe\\nand marquis,\\nI will away with the rest, and bury my hairy\\nTottle.\\nAnd to the Tutor rejoining. Be mindful you\\ngo up at Easter,\\nThis was the answer returned by Phihp, the Pu-\\ngin of Women.\\nGood are the Ethics, I wis good absolute, not\\nfor me, though\\nGood too Logic, of course in itself, but not in\\nfine weather.\\nThree weeks hence, with the rain, to Prudence,\\nTemperance, Justice,\\nVirtues I^Ioral and Mental, with Latin prose in-\\ncluded,\\nThree weeks hence we return, to cares of classes\\nand classics.", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0066.jp2"}, "67": {"fulltext": "TOPEE-NA-FUOSICH. 59\\nI will away with the rest, and burj my hairy\\nTottle.\\nBut the Tutor enquired, the grave man, nick-\\nnamed Adam,\\nWhere do you mean to go, and whom do you\\nmean to visit\\nAnd he was answered by Hope, the Viscount,\\nHis Honor, of Hay.\\nKitcat, a Trinity coach, has a party at Drumna-\\ndrochet,\\nUp on the side of Loch Ness, in the beautiful\\nvalley of Urquhart\\nMainwaring says they will lodge us, and feed us,\\nand give us a lift too\\nOnly they talk ere long to remove to Glenmori-\\nson. Then at\\nCastleton high in Braemar, strange home, with\\nhis earliest party,\\nHarrison, fresh from the schools, has James and\\nJones and Lauder.", "height": "3189", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0067.jp2"}, "68": {"fulltext": "60 THE BOTHIE OF\\nThirdly, a Cambridge man I know, Smith, a senior\\nwrangler,\\nWith a mathematical score hangs-out at Inve-\\nrarj.\\nFinally too, from the kilt and the sofa said\\nHobbes in conclusion,\\nFinally Philip must hunt for that home of the\\nprobable poacher.\\nHid in the braes of Lochaber, the bothie of\\nWhat-did-he-call-it.\\nHopeless of you and of us, of gilHes and mar-\\nquisses hopeless,\\nWeary of Ethic and Logic, of Rhetoric yet more\\nweary.\\nThere shall he, smit by the charm of a lovely po-\\ntato-uprooter,\\nStudy the question of sex in the Bothie of ^Yhat-\\ndid-he-call-it.", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0068.jp2"}, "69": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 61\\nIII.\\nNamque canebat uti\\nSo in the golden morning they parted and went\\nto the westward.\\nAnd in the cottage with Airlie and Hobbes re-\\nmained the Tutor\\nReading nine hours a day with the Tutor Hobbes\\nand Airlie\\nOne between bathing and breakfast, and six be-\\nfore it was dinner,\\n(Breakfast at eight, at four, after bathing again,\\nthe dinne r,)\\nFinally, two after walking and tea, from nine to\\neleven.", "height": "3189", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0069.jp2"}, "70": {"fulltext": "V\\n62 THE BOTHIE OF\\nAirlie and Adam at evening their quiet stroll to-\\ngether\\nTook on the terrace-road, with the western hills\\nbefore them\\nHobbes, only rarely a third, now and then in the\\ncottage remaining,\\nE en after dinner, eupeptic, would rush yet again\\nto his reading\\nOther times, stung by the oestrum of some swift-\\nworking conception.\\nBanged, tearing-on in his fury, an lo-cow, through\\nthe mountains.\\nHeedless of scenery, heedless of bogs, and of\\nperspiration.\\nFar on the peaks, unwitting, the hares and ptar-\\nmigan starting.\\nAnd the three weeks past, the three weeks,\\nthree days over.\\nNeither letter had come, nor casual tidings\\nany.", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0070.jp2"}, "71": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICII.\\n63\\nAnd the pupils grumbled, the Tutor became\\nuneasy,\\nAnd in the golden weather they wondered, and\\nwatched to the westward.\\nThere is a stream, I name not its name, lest in-\\nquisitive tourist\\nHunt it, and make it a lion, and get it at last into\\nguide-books,\\nSpringing far off from a loch unexplored in the\\nfolds of great mountains,\\nFalling two miles through rowan and stunted alder,\\nenveloped\\nThen for four more in a forest of pine, where\\nbroad and ample\\nSpreads to convey it the glen with heathery slopes\\non both sides\\nBroad and fair the stream, with occasional falls\\nand narrows\\nBut, where the lateral glen approaches the vale of\\nthe river.", "height": "3189", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0071.jp2"}, "72": {"fulltext": "64 THE BOTHIE OF\\nMet and blocked by a huge interposing mass of\\ngranite,\\nScarce bj a channel deep-cut, raging up, and ra-\\nging onward.\\nForces its flood through a passage, so narrow, a\\nlad J -would step it.\\nThere, across the great rocky wharves, a wooden\\nbridge goes,\\nCarrying a path to the forest below, three\\nhundred yards, say,\\nLower in level some twenty-five feet, through flats\\nof shingle,\\nStepping-stones and a cart-track cross in the open\\nvalley.\\nBut in the interval here the boiling, pent-up\\nwater\\nFrees itself by a final descent, attaining a\\nbasin,\\nTen feet wide and eighteen long, with whiteness\\nand fury", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0072.jp2"}, "73": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 65\\nOccupied partly, but mostly pellucid, pure, a\\nmirror\\nBeautiful there for the color derived from green\\nrocks under\\nBeautiful, most of all, where beads of foam up-\\nrising\\nMingle their clouds of white with the delicate hue\\nof the stillness.\\nCliff over cHff for its sides, with rowan and pendent\\nbirch boughs,\\nHere it lies, unthought of above at the bridge and\\npathway,\\nStill more concealed from below by wood and\\nrocky projection.\\nYou are shut in, left alone with yourself and per-\\nfection of water,\\nHid on all sides, left alone with yourself and the\\ngoddess of bathing.\\nHere, the pride of the plunger, you stride the\\nfall and clear it\\n5", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0073.jp2"}, "74": {"fulltext": "66 THE BOTHIE OF\\nHere, the deliglit of the bather, you roll in beaded\\nsparklings.\\nHere into pure green depth drop down from lofty\\nledges.\\nHither, a month agone, they had come, and dis-\\ncovered hither\\n(Long a design, but long unaccountably left unac-\\ncomphshed),\\nLeaving the well-known bridge and pathway above\\nto the forest,\\nTurning below from the track of the carts over\\nstone and shingle,\\nPiercing a wood, and skirting a narrow and natural\\ncauseway\\nUnder the rocky wall that hedges the bed of the\\nstreamlet,\\nRounded a craggy point, and saw on a sudden be-\\nfore them\\nSlabs of rock, and a tiny beach, and perfection of\\nwater,", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0074.jp2"}, "75": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 67\\nPicture-like beauty, seclusion sublime, and the\\ngoddess of bathing.\\nThere they bathed, of course, and Arthur, the glo-\\nry of headers,\\nLeapt from the ledges with Hope, he twenty feet,\\nhe thirty\\nThere, overbold, great Hobbes from a ten-foot\\nheight descended.\\nProne, as a quadruped, prone with hands and feet\\nprotending\\nThere in the sparkling champagne, ecstatic, they\\nshrieked and shouted.\\nHobbes s gutter the Piper entitles the spot,\\nprofanely,\\nHope the Glory would have, after Arthur, the\\nglory of headers\\nBut, for before they departed, in shy and fugitive\\nreflex\\nHere in the eddies and there did the splendor of\\nJupiter glimmer,", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0075.jp2"}, "76": {"fulltext": "68 THE BOTHIE OF\\nAdam adjudged it the name of Hesperus, star of\\nthe evening.\\nHither, to Hesperus, now, the star of evening\\nabove them,\\nCome in their lonelier walk the pupils twain and\\nTutor\\nTurned from the track of the carts, and passing\\nthe stone and shingle,\\nPiercing the wood, and skirting the stream by the\\nnatural causeway,\\nRounded .the craggy point, and now at their ease\\nlooked up and\\nLo, on the rocky ledge, regardant, the Glory of\\nheaders,\\nLo, on the beach, expecting the plunge, not cigar-\\nless, the Piper.\\nAnd they looked, and wondered, incredulous,\\nlooking yet once more.\\nYes, it was he, on the ledge, bare-limbed, an\\nApollo, down-gazing,", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0076.jp2"}, "77": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 69\\nEyeing one moment the beauty, the life, ere he\\nflung himself in it,\\nEyeing through eddying green waters the green-\\ntinting floor underneath them,\\nEyeing the bead on the surface, the bead, like a\\ncloud, rising to it,\\nDrinking-in, deep in his soul, the beautiful hue and\\nthe clearness,\\nArthur, the shapely, the brave, the unboasting, the\\nglory of headers\\nYes, and with fragrant weed, by his knapsack,\\nspectator and critic,\\nSeated on slab by the margin, the Piper, the Cloud-\\ncompeller.\\nYes, they were come were restored to the\\nparty, its grace and its gladness.\\nYes, were here, as of old the light-giving orb of\\nthe household,\\nArthur, the shapely, the tranquil, the strength-and\\ncontentment-difiusing,", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0077.jp2"}, "78": {"fulltext": "70 THE BOTHIE OF\\nIn the pure presence of whom none could quarrel\\nlongj nor be pettish,\\nAnd, the gay fountain of mirth, their own dear\\ngenial Piper.\\nYes, they were come, were here but Hewson\\nand Hope where they then\\nAre they behind, travel-sore, or ahead, going\\nstraight, by the pathway\\nAnd from his seat and cigar spoke the Piper,\\nthe Cloud-compeller.\\nHope with the uncle abideth for shooting. Ah\\nme, were I with him\\nAh, good boy that I am, to have stuck to my\\nword and my reading\\nGood, good boy to be here, far away, who might\\nbe at Balloch\\nOnly one day to have staid who might have been\\nwelcome for seven.\\nSeven whole days in castle and forest gay in\\nthe mazy", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0078.jp2"}, "79": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 71\\nMoving, imbibing the rosy, and pointing a gun at\\nthe horny\\nAnd the Tutor impatient, expectant, inter-\\nrupted,\\nHope with the uncle, and Hewson with him? or\\nwhere have you left him\\nAnd from his seat and cigar spoke the Piper,\\nthe Cloud-compeller.\\nHope with the uncle, and Hewson Why Hewson\\nwe left in Rannoch,\\nBy the lochside and the pines, in a farmer s house,\\nreflecting,\\nHelping to shear,* and dry clothes, and it may be,\\nuproot potatoes.\\nStudying the question of sex, though not at What-\\ndid-he-call-it.\\nAnd the Tutor s countenance fell, perplexed,\\ndumb-founded\\nReap.", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0079.jp2"}, "80": {"fulltext": "72 THE BOTHIE OF\\nStood he slow and -with pain disengaging jest\\nfrom earnest.\\nHe is not far from home, said Arthur from the\\nwater,\\nHe will be with us to-morrow, at latest, or the next\\nday.\\nAnd he was even more reassured by the Piper s\\nrejoinder.\\nCan he have come by the mail, and have got to\\nthe cottage before us\\nSo to the cottage they went, and Philip was\\nnot at the cottage\\nBut by the mail was a letter from Hope, who liim-\\nself was to follow.\\nTwo whole days and nights succeeding brought\\nnot Philip,\\nTwo whole days and nights exhausted not question\\nand story.\\nFor it was told, the Piper narrating, corrected\\nof Arthur,", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0080.jp2"}, "81": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 73\\nOften by word corrected, more often by smile and\\nmotion,\\nHow they had been to lona, to Staffa, to Skye, to\\nCulloden,\\nSeen Loch Awe, Loch Tay, Loch Fyne, Loch\\nNess, Loch Arkaig,\\nBeen up Ben-nevis, Ben-more, Ben-cruachan, Ben-\\nmuick-dhui\\nHow they had walked, and eaten, and drunken,\\nand slept in kitchens.\\nSlept upon floors of kitchens, and tasted the real\\nGlen-livat,\\nWalked up perpendicular hills, and also down\\nthem.\\nHither and thither had been, and this and that\\nhad witnessed.\\nLeft not a thing to be done, and had not a hrown\\nremaining.\\nFor it was told withal, he telling, and he correct-", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0081.jp2"}, "82": {"fulltext": "74 THE BOTHIE OF\\nHow they had met, they beheved, with St. John,\\nthe muckle-hart-slayer,\\nHow in the race they had run, and beaten the\\ngilhes of Rannoch\\nHow in forbiden glens, in Mar and midmost\\nAthol,\\nPhilip insisting hotly, and Arthur and Hope com-\\nphant,\\nThey had defied the keepers; the Piper alone\\nprotesting,\\nLiking the fun, it was plain, in his heart, but\\ntender of game-law\\nYea, too, in Mealy glen, the heart of Lochiel s\\nfair forest,\\nWliere Scotch firs are darkest and amplest, and\\nintermingle\\nGrandly with rowan and ash in Mar you have\\nno ashes,\\nThere the pine is alone or relieved by birch and\\nalder", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0082.jp2"}, "83": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 75\\nHow in Mealy fair, while stags were starting be-\\nfore they\\nMade the watcher believe they were guests from\\nAchnacarry.\\nAnd there w^as told moreover, he telling, the\\nother correcting,\\nOften by word, more often by mute significant\\nmotion.\\nMuch of the Cambridge coach and his pupils at\\nInverary,\\nHuge barbarian pupils, expanded in infinite se-\\nries,\\nFiring-off signal guns (great scandal), from win-\\ndow to window\\n(For they were lodging perforce in distant and\\nnumerous houses)\\nSignals, when, one retiring, another should go to\\nthe Tutor", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0083.jp2"}, "84": {"fulltext": "76 THE BOTHIE OF\\nMuch too of Kitcat, of course, and the party at\\nDrumnadrochet,\\nMainwaring, Folej, and Fraser, their idleness\\nhorrid and dog-cart\\nDrumnadrochet was seedy Glenmorison adequate^\\nbut at\\nCastleton, high in Braemar, were the cUppingest\\nplaces for bathing,\\nOne by the bridge in the village, indecent, the\\nTown-Hall christened.\\nWhere howbeit had Lauder been bathing, and\\nHarrison also,\\nHarrison even, the Tutor, another hke Hesperus\\nhere, and\\nUp the water of Eye, half-a-dozen at least, all\\nstunners.\\nAnd it was told, the Piper narrating and Ar-\\nthur correcting,\\nColoring he, dilating, magniloquent, glorying in\\npicture,", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0084.jp2"}, "85": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 77\\nHe to matter-of-fact still softening, paring, abat-\\ning,\\nHe to the great might-have-been upsoaring, sub-\\nlime and ideal,\\nHe to the merest it-was restricting, diminishing,\\ndwarfing.\\nRiver to streamlet reducing, and fall to slope sub-\\nduing,\\nSo was it told, the Piper narrating, corrected of\\nArthur,\\nHow under Linn of Dee, where over rocks, be-\\ntween rocks.\\nFreed from prison the river comes, pouring, roll-\\ning, rushing,\\nThen at a sudden descent goes sliding, gliding,\\nunbroken,\\nFalling, sliding, gliding, in narrow space col-\\nlected.\\nSave for a curl at the end where the curve re-\\njoins the level.", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0085.jp2"}, "86": {"fulltext": "78 THE BOTHIE OF\\nSave for a ripple at last, a sheeted descent un-\\nbroken,\\nHow to the element offering their bodies, down-\\nshooting the fall, they\\nMingled themselves with the flood and the force\\nof imperious water.\\nAnd it was told too, Arthur narrating, the Pi-\\nper correcting.\\nHow, as one comes to the level, the weight of the\\ndownward impulse\\nCarries the head under water, delicious, ineffable\\nhow the\\nPiper, here ducked and blinded, got stray, and\\nborne-off by the current\\nWounded his lily-white thighs, below, at the crag-\\ngy corner.\\nAnd it was told, the Piper resuming, corrected\\nof Arthur,\\nMore by word than by motion, change ominous,\\nnoted of Adam,", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0086.jp2"}, "87": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 79\\nHow at the floating-bridge of Laggan, one morn-\\ning at sunrise,\\nCame in default of the ferrjman out of her bed a\\nbrave lassie\\nAnd, as Philip and she together were turning the\\nhandles,\\nBy which the chain is w^ound that works it across\\nthe water.\\nHands intermingled with hands, and at last, as\\nthey stept from the boatie.\\nTurning about, they saw lips also mingle with\\nlips but\\nThat was flatly denied and loudly exclaimed at\\nby Arthur\\nHow at the General s hut, the Inn by the Fall of\\nFoyers,\\nWhere o er the loch looks at you the summit of\\nMealfourvonie,\\nHow here too he was hunted at morning, and\\nfound in the kitchen", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0087.jp2"}, "88": {"fulltext": "80 THE EOTHIE OF\\nWatching the porridge being made, pronouncing\\nthem* smoked for certain,\\nWatching the porridge being made, and asking\\nthe lassie that made them,\\nWhat was the Gaelic for girl, and what was the\\nGaehc for pretty\\nHow in confusion he shouldered his knapsack, yet\\nblusliingly stammered,\\nWaving a hand to the lassie, that blushingly bent\\no er the porridge\\nSomething outlandish Slan-something, Slan leat,\\nhe believed, Caleg Looach,f\\nThat was the Gaelic it seemed for I bid you\\ngood-bye, bonnie lassie\\nArthur allowed it was true, not of Philip, but of\\nthe Piper.\\nAnd it was told by the Piper, while Arthur\\nlooked out at the window,\\nPorridge is plural. t Caileag Laoghach.", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0088.jp2"}, "89": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 81\\nHow in thunder and rain it is wetter far to the\\nwestward,\\nThunder and rain and wind, losing heart and\\nroad, they were welcomed,\\nAYelcomed, and three days detained at a farm by\\nthe lochside of Eannoch\\nHow in the three days detention was Philip ob-\\nserved to be smitten.\\nSmitten by golden-haired Katie, the youngest and\\ncomeliest daughter\\nWas he not seen, even Arthur observed it, from\\nbreakfast to bedtime.\\nFollowing her motions with eyes ever brightening,\\nsoftening ever\\nDid he not fume, fret, and fidget to find her stand\\nwaiting at table\\nWas he not one mere St. Vitus dance, when he\\nsaw her at nightfall\\nGo through the rain to fetch peat, through beat-\\ning rain to the peat-stack", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0089.jp2"}, "90": {"fulltext": "82 THE BOTHIE OF\\nHow it SO happened a dance was given by Grant\\nof Glenurchie,\\nAnd with the farmer they went as the farmer s\\nguests to attend it,\\nPhilip staid dancing till daylight, and ever-\\nmore with Katie\\nHow the whole next afternoon he was with her\\naway in the shearing,*\\nAnd the next morning ensuing was found in the\\ningle beside her\\nKneeling, picking the peats from her apron,\\nblowing together.\\nBoth, between laughing, with lips distended, to\\nkindle the embers\\nLips were so near to lips, one living cheek to\\nanother,\\nThough, it was true, he was shy, strangely shy,\\nyet it was not nature,\\nReaping.", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0090.jp2"}, "91": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 83\\nWas not nature, the Piper averred, there shouldn t\\nbe kissing\\nThen when they packed up their knapsack at\\nnoon, and proposed to be starting,\\nPhilip professed he was lame, would leave in the\\nmorning and follow\\nFollow he did not do burns, when you go up a\\nglen, follow after\\nFollow he had not, nor left do needles leave the\\nloadstone\\nNay too, they turned after starting, and looked\\nthrough the trees at the corner,\\nLo, on the rocks by the lake there he was, the\\nlassie beside him,\\nLo, there he was, stooping by her, and helping\\nwith stones from the water\\nSafe in the wind to keep down the clothes she\\nwould spread for the drying.\\nThere had they left him, and there, if Katie was\\nthere, was Philip,", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0091.jp2"}, "92": {"fulltext": "84 THE BOTHIE OF\\nThere drj^ng clothes, making fires, making love,\\ngetting on too by this time,\\nThough he was shy, so exceedingly shy.\\nYou may say so, said Arthur,\\nFor the first time they had knoAvn with a peevish\\nintonation,\\nDid not the Piper himself flirt more in a single\\nevening,\\nNamely, with Janet the elder, than Philip in all\\nour sojourn\\nPhilip had staid, it was true the Piper was loth\\nto depart too.\\nHarder his parting from Janet than e en from the\\nkeeper at Balloch\\nAnd it was certain that PhiHp was lame.\\nYes, in liis excuses,\\nAnswered the Piper, indeed\\nNay, truly, said Hobbes, interposing,\\nDid you not say she was seen every day in her\\nbeauty and bedgown", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0092.jp2"}, "93": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 85\\nDoing plain household work, as washing, cooking,\\nscouring\\nHow could he help but love her nor lacked there\\nof course the attraction\\nThat in a blue cotton print tucked up over strip-\\ned linsey-woolsej,\\nBarefoot, barelegged, he beheld her, with arms\\nbare up to the elbows.\\nBending with fork in her hand in a garden up-\\nrooting potatoes\\nIs not Katie as Rachel, and is not Philip a Ja-\\ncob\\nTruly Jacob, supplanting an hairy Highland\\nEsau?\\nShall he not, love-entertained, feed sheep for the\\nLaban of Rannoch\\nhappy patriarch he, the long servitude ended of\\nwooing,\\nIf when he wake in the morning he find not a\\nLeah beside him", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0093.jp2"}, "94": {"fulltext": "86 THE BOTHIE OF\\nBut the Tutor enquired, who had bit his lip to\\nbleeding,\\nHow far off is the place who will guide me there\\nto-morrow\\nBut by the mail, ere the morrow, came Hope,\\nand brought new tidmgs\\nBound by Rannoch had come, and Philip was not\\nat Rannoch\\nHe had left that noon, an hour ago.\\nWith the lassie\\nWith her the Piper exclaimed, undoubtedly\\nBy great Jingo\\nAnd upon that he arose, slapping both his thighs,\\nlike a hero.\\nPartly, for emphasis only, to mark his conviction,\\nbut also\\nPart, in delight at the fun, and the joy of eventful\\nliving.\\nReally I did not enquire, answered Hope, but I\\nhardly think it", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0094.jp2"}, "95": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 87\\nJanet, Piper, your friend, I saw, and she did n t\\nsay so,\\nThough she asked a good deal about Phihp, and\\nwhere he was gone to\\nOne odd thing by the bye, he continued, befell me\\nwhile with her\\nStanding beside her, I saw^ a girl pass I thought\\nI had seen her,\\nSomewhat remarkable-looking, elsewhere and\\nasked what her name was\\nElspie Mackaye, she answered, the daughter of\\nDavid she s stopping\\nJust above there, with her uncle. And David\\nMackaye where lives he\\nIt s away west, she replied, they call it Toper-na-\\nfuosich.", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0095.jp2"}, "96": {"fulltext": "88 THE BOTHIE OF\\nIV.\\nUt vidi, ut peril, ut me malus abstulit error.\\nSo in the golden weather they waited. But Philip\\ncame not.\\nSunday six days thence a letter arrived in his\\nwriting.\\nBut, Muse, that encompassest Earth like the\\nambient ether,\\nSwifter than steamer or railway or magical missive\\nelectric\\nBelting like Ariel the sphere with the star-like\\ntrail of thy travel,\\nThou with thy Poet, to mortals mere post-office\\nsecond-hand knowledge", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0096.jp2"}, "97": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 89\\nLeaving, wilt seek in the moorland of Rannoch\\nthe wandering hero.\\nThere is it, there, or in lofty Lochaber, where,\\nsilent up-heaving,\\nHeaving from ocean to sky, and under snow-winds\\nof September,\\nVisibly whitening at morn to darken by noon in\\nthe shining,\\nRise on their mighty foundations the brethren\\nhuge of Bennevis\\nThere, or westward away, where roads are un-\\nknown to Loch Nevish,\\nAnd the great peaks look abroad over Skye to the\\nwestermost islands\\nThere is it there or there we shall find our\\nwandering hero\\nHere, in Badenoch, here, in Lochaber anon, in\\nLochiel, in\\nKnoydart, Croydart, Moydart, Morrer, and Ard-\\nnamurchan,", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0097.jp2"}, "98": {"fulltext": "90 THE BOTHIE OF\\nHere I see him and here I see him anon I lose\\nhim!\\nEven as cloud passing subtly unseen from moun-\\ntain to mountain,\\nLeaving the crest of Benmore to be palpable next\\non BenvohrHch,\\nOr hke to hawk of the hill which ranges and soars\\nin its hunting,\\nSeen and unseen bj turns, now here, now in ether\\neludent.\\nV^Tierefore like cloud of Benmore or hawk over-\\nranging the mountains,\\n\\\\Mierefore in Badenoch drear, in lofty Lochaber,\\nLochiel, and\\nKnojdart, Crojdart, Mojdart, ^lorrer, and Ard-\\nnamurchan,\\nWandereth he, who should either with Adam be\\nstudying logic,\\nOr by the lochside of Rannoch on Katie his\\nrhetoric using", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0098.jp2"}, "99": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 91\\nHe who, his three weeks past, past now long ago,\\nto the cottage\\nPunctual promised return to cares of classes and\\nclassics,\\nHe who smit to the heart by that youngest come-\\nliest daughter.\\nBent, unregardful of spies, at her feet, spreading\\nclothes from her wash-tub\\nCan it be with him through Badenoch dearv,\\nLochaber, Lochiel and\\nKnoydart, Croydart, Moydart, Morrer, and Ard-\\nnamurchan.\\nCan it be with him he beareth the golden-haired\\nlassie of Eannoch\\nThis fierce furious walking o er mountain-top\\nand moorland.\\nSleeping in shieling and bothie, with drover on\\nhill-side sleeping.\\nFolded in plaid, where sheep are strewn thicker\\nthan rocks by Loch Awen,", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0099.jp2"}, "100": {"fulltext": "92 THE BOTHIE OF\\nThis fierce furious travel unwearying, cannot in\\ntruth be\\nMerely the wedding tour succeeding the week of\\nwooing\\nNo, wherever be Katie, with Philip she is not\\nI see him,\\nLo, and he sitteth alone, and these are his words\\nin the mountain.\\nSouls of the dead, one fancies, can enter and be\\nwith the living\\nWould I were dead, I keep saying, that so I could\\ngo and uphold her\\nSpirits escaped from the body can enter and be\\nwith the living,\\nEntering unseen, and retiring unquestioned, they\\nbring, do they feel too\\nJoy, pure joy, as they mingle and mix inner es-\\nsence with essence\\nWould I were dead, I keep saying, that so I could\\ngo and uphold her", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0100.jp2"}, "101": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 93\\nJo J, pure joy, bringing -vvith them, and when they\\nretire leaving after\\nNo cruel shame, no prostration, despondency;\\nmemories rather\\nSweet, happy hopes bequeathing. Ah wherefore\\nnot thus with the living\\nWould I were dead, I keep saying, that so I could\\ngo and uphold her\\nIs it impossible, say you, these passionate fer-\\nvent impulsions,\\nThese projections of spirit to spirit, these inward\\nembraces,\\nShould in strange ways, in her dreams should vis-\\nit her, strengthen her, shield her\\nIs it possible, rather, that these great floods of\\nfeeling\\nSetting-in daily from me towards her should, im-\\npotent wholly.\\nBring neither sound nor motion to that sweet\\nshore they heave to", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0101.jp2"}, "102": {"fulltext": "94 THE BOTHIE OF\\nEfflux here, and there no stir nor pulse of m-\\nfluxl\\nIt must reverberate surelj, reverberate idlv, it\\nmay be.\\nYea, hath He set us our bounds TNhich we shall\\nnot pass, and cannot\\nWould I were dead, I keep saying, that so I could\\ngo and uphold her\\nSurely, surely, when sleepless I lie in the moun-\\ntain lamenting,\\nSurely, surely, she hears in her dreams a voice\\nI am with thee,\\nSaying, although not with thee behold, for we\\nmated our spirits.\\nThen, when we stood in the chamber, and knew\\nnot the words we were saying\\nYea, if she felt me within her, when not with one\\nfinger I touched her.\\nSurely she knows it, and feels it, while sorrowing\\nhere in the moorland.", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0102.jp2"}, "103": {"fulltext": "TOrER-NA-FUOSICH. 95\\nWould I were dead, I keep saying, that so I could\\ngo and uphold her\\nSpirits with spirits commingle and separate\\nlightly as winds do,\\nSpice-laden South with the ocean-born Zephyr\\nthey mingle and sunder\\nNo sad remorses for them, no visions of horror\\nand vileness\\nElements fuse and resolve, as affinity draws and\\nrepels them\\nWe, if we touch, must remain, if attracted, cohere\\nto the ending,\\nGuilty we are if we do not, and yet if we would\\nwe could not\\nWould I w^ere dead, I keep saying, that so I could\\ngo and uphold her.\\nSurely the force that here sweeps me along in\\nits violent impulse,\\nSurely my strength shall be in her, my help and\\nprotection about her,", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0103.jp2"}, "104": {"fulltext": "96 THE BOTHIE OF\\nSurelj in inner-sweet gladness and vigor of joy\\nshall sustain her,\\nTill, the brief winter o er-past, her own true sap\\nin the springtide\\nRise, and the tree I have bared be verdurous e en\\nas aforetime;\\nSurely it may be, it should be, it must be. Yet\\never and ever,\\nWould I were dead, I keep saying, that so I could\\ngo and uphold her\\nNo, wherever be Katie, with Phihp she is not\\nbehold, for\\nHere he is sitting alone, and these are his words\\nin the mountain.\\nAnd, at the farm on the lochside of Rannoch\\nin parlour and kitchen\\nHark! there is music yea, flowing of music,\\nof milk, and of whiskey,\\nDancing and drinking, the young and the old, the\\nspectators and actors,", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0104.jp2"}, "105": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 97\\nNever not actors the young, and the old not al-\\nwaj spectators\\nLo, I see piping and dancing and whom in the\\nmidst of the battle\\nCantering loudly along there, or look you, with\\narms uphfted\\nAYhistling, and snapping his fingers, and seizing\\nhis gay-smiling Janet,\\nWhom whom else but the Piper the wary\\nprecognizant Piper,\\nWho, for the love of gay Janet, and mindful of\\nold invitation.\\nPutting it quite as a duty and urging grave claims\\nto attention.\\nTrue to his night had crossed over there goeth\\nhe, brimfull of music.\\nLike to cork tossed by the eddies that foam under\\nfurious lasher.\\nLike to skiff lifted, uplifted, in loch by the swift-\\nswelling sluices,\\n7", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0105.jp2"}, "106": {"fulltext": "98 THE BOTHIE OF\\nSo with the music possessing him, swaying him,\\ngoeth he, look you.\\nSwinging and flingmg, and stamping and tramp-\\ning, and grasping and clasping\\nTVTiom but gay Janet? Him rivalling Hobbes,\\nbriefest-kilted of heroes\\nEnters, stoutest, rashest of creatures, mere\\nfool of a Saxon,\\nSkill-less of philabeg, skill-less of reel too, the\\nwhirl and the twirl o t\\nHim see I frisking, and whisking, and ever at\\nswifter gyration\\nUnder brief curtain reveahng broad acres not\\nof broad cloth.\\nHim see I there and the Piper the Piper what\\nvision beholds not\\nHim and his Honor and Arthur, mth Janet our\\nPiper, and is it.\\nIs it, marvel of marvels he too in the maze of\\nthe mazy.", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0106.jp2"}, "107": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 99\\nSkipping, and tripping, though stately, though\\nlanguid, with head on one shoulder,\\nAirhe, with sight of the waistcoat the golden-hair-\\ned Katie consoling\\nKatie, who simple and comely, and smiling, and\\nblushing as ever,\\nWhat though she wear on that neck a blue ker-\\nchief remembered as Philip s,\\nSeems in her maidenly freedom to need small con-\\nsolement of waistcoats\\nWherefore in Badenoch then, far-away, in Loch-\\naber, Lochiel, in\\nKnoydart, Croydart, Moydart, Morrer, or Ardna-\\nmurchan,\\nWanders o er mountain and moorland, in shiehng\\nor bothie is sleeping,\\nHe, who, and why should he not then capric-\\nious or is it rejected\\nMight to the piping of Rannoch be pressing the\\nthrilling fair fingers,", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0107.jp2"}, "108": {"fulltext": "100 THE BOTHIE OF\\nMight, as he clasped her, transmit to her bosom\\nthe throb of his own, yea,\\nMight in the joy of the reel be wooing and win-\\nning his Katie\\nWhat is it Adam reads far off by himself in\\nthe Cottage\\nReads yet again with emotion, again is preparing\\nto answer\\nAnswered before too it had been at once, on the\\nspur of the moment,\\nAnswered, but oft reconsidered, and after-thought\\nneeds will be spoken.\\nWhat is it Adam is reading A^Hiat was it, Phihp\\nhad written\\nThere was it writ, how Philip possessed un-\\ndoubtedly had been,\\nDeeply, entirely possessed by the charm of the\\nmaiden of Rannoch\\nDeeply as never before how^sweet and bewitch-\\ning he felt her", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0108.jp2"}, "109": {"fulltext": "TOrER-NA-FUOSICH. 101\\nSeen still before him at work, in the garden, the\\nbjre, the kitchen\\nHow it was beautiful to him to stoop at her side\\nin the shearing,\\nBinding uncouthly the ears, that fell from her\\ndexterous sickle,\\nBuilding uncouthlj the stooks,* which she laid-by\\nher sickle to straighten\\nHow at the dance he had broken through shyness\\nfor four days after\\nLived on her eyes, unspeaking what lacked not\\narticulate speaking\\nHow in the room where he slept he met her clean-\\ning and dusting.\\nHow he unmeaningly talked of clothes for the\\nwashing, of this thing.\\nThat thing, and still as he spoke felt folded unto\\nher, united,\\nShocks.", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0109.jp2"}, "110": {"fulltext": "102 THE BOTHIE OF\\nYea, without touch united, essentially, bodily with\\nher.\\nFelt too that she too was feeling what he did,\\nhowbeit thev parted\\nHow by a kiss from her lips he had seemed made\\nnobler and stronger.\\nYea, for the first time in life a man complete and\\nperfect,\\nSo forth much that before too was heard of\\nHowbeit they parted.\\nWhat had ended it all was singular, said he,\\nvery.\\nI was walking along some two miles from the\\ncottage\\nFull of my dreamings a girl went by in a party\\nwith others\\nShe had a cloak on, was stepping on quickly, for\\nrain was beginning\\nBut as she passed, from the hood I saw her eyes\\nlook at me.", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0110.jp2"}, "111": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 103\\nSo quick a glance, so regardless I, that although\\nI felt it,\\nYou could n t properly say our eyes met. She\\ncast it, and left it\\nIt was three minutes perhaps ere I knew what it\\nwas. I had seen her\\nSomewhere before I am sure, but that was n t it\\nnot its import\\nNo, it had seemed to regard me with simple\\nsuperior insight.\\nQuietly saying to itself Yes, there he is still in\\nhis fancy.\\nLetting drop from him at random as things not\\nworth considering\\nAll the benefits gathered and put in his hands by\\nfortune,\\nLoosing a hold which others, content and unambi-\\ntious.\\nTrying down here to keep-up, know the value of\\nbetter than he does.", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0111.jp2"}, "112": {"fulltext": "10-1 THE BOTHIE OF\\nWas it this was it perhaps Yes there he is\\nstill in his fancy,\\nDoes n t yet see we have here just the things he is\\nused-to elsewhere,\\nAnd that the things he likes here, elsewhere he\\nwould n t have looked at.\\nPeople here too are people, and not as fairy-land\\ncreatures\\nHe is in a trance, and possessed I wonder how\\nlong to continue\\nIt is a shame and a pity and no good hkely to\\nfollow.\\nSomething hke this, but indeed I cannot the least\\ndefine it.\\nOnly, three hours thence I was off and away in\\nthe moorland.\\nHiding myself from myself if I could the arrow\\nwithin me.\\nKatie was not in the house, thank God I saw her\\nin passing,", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0112.jp2"}, "113": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 105\\nSaw her, unseen myself, with the pang of a cruel\\ndesertion,\\nPoignant enough which however but made me\\nwalk the faster,\\nLike a terrible spur running into one s vitals, and\\nthrough them,\\nTurning me all into pain and sending me off, I\\nsuppose hke\\nOne that is shot to the heart and leaps in the air\\nin his dying.\\nWhat dear Katie thinks, God knows poor child\\nmay she only\\nThink me a fool and a madman, and no more\\nworth her remembering.\\nMeantime all through the mountains I tramp and\\nknow not whither,\\nTramp along here, and think, and know not what\\nI should think.\\nTell me then, why as I sleep amid hill tops\\nhigh in the moorland,", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0113.jp2"}, "114": {"fulltext": "106 THE BOTHIE OF\\nStill in my dreams I am pacing the streets of the\\ndissolute city,\\nWhere dressy girls slithering-by upon pavements\\ngive sign for accosting,\\nPaint on their beautiless cheeks, and hunger and\\nshame in their bosoms\\nHunger by drink and by that which they shudder\\nyet burn for, appeasing,\\nHiding their shame ah God, in the glare of the\\npublic gas hghts\\nWhy while I feel my ears catching through slum-\\nber the run of the streamlet,\\nStill am I pacing the j)avement, and seeing the\\nsign for accosting.\\nStill am I passing those figures, nor daring to look\\nin their faces\\nWhy when the chill, ere the light, of the daybreak\\nuneasily wakes me,\\nFind I a cry in my heart crying up to the heaven\\nof heavens.", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0114.jp2"}, "115": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 107\\nNo, Great Unjust Judge she is purity I am the\\nlost one\\nNo, I defy Thee, strike not crush me, if thou\\nwilt, who deserve it.\\nYou will not think that I soberly look for such\\nthings for sweet Katie,\\nContemplate really, as possible even, a thing that\\nwould make one\\nThink death luxury, seek death, to get at damna-\\ntion beyond it.\\nNo, but the vision is on me I now first see how\\nit happens,\\nFeel how tender and soft is the heart of a girl\\nhow passive\\nFain would it be, how helpless and helplessness\\nleads to destruction.\\nMaiden reserve torn from off it, grows never again\\nto reclothe it.\\nModesty broken-through once to immodesty flies\\nfor protection,", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0115.jp2"}, "116": {"fulltext": "108 THE BOTHIE OF\\nDesperate, braving when weakest the greatest and\\ndirest of dangers\\nThinks to be bold and defiant at all times, cannot\\nat all times.\\nThink by ignoring to fill-up that breach which ig-\\nnoring but widens.\\nOh, who saws through the trunk, though he leave\\nthe tree up in the forest,\\nWhen the next wind casts it down, is his not\\nthe hand that smote it\\nYea, and who barketh the tree, is even as he that\\nfelleth.\\nThis is the answer, the second, which, ponder-\\ning long with emotion.\\nThere by himself in the cottage the Tutor ad-\\ndressed to Philip.\\nI w^as severe in mj last, mj dear Philip, and\\nhasty forgive me", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0116.jp2"}, "117": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 109\\nYes, I -was fain to reply ere I duly had read\\nthrough your letter\\nBut it was written in scraps with crossings and\\ncounter-crossings\\nHard to connect with each other correctly, and\\nhard to decipher\\nPaper was scarce, I suppose: forgive me I write\\nto console you.\\nGrace is given of God, but knowledge is bought\\nin the market\\nKnowledge needful for all, yet cannot be had for\\nthe asking.\\nThere are exceptional beings, one fincts them dis-\\ntant and rarely,\\nWho, endowed with the vision alike and the inter-\\npretation.\\nSee, by their neighbours eyes, and their own still\\nmotions enlightened,\\nIn the beginning the end, in the acorn the oak of\\nthe forest,", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0117.jp2"}, "118": {"fulltext": "110 THE EOTHIE OF\\nIn the child of to-daj its children to long genera-\\ntions,\\nIn a thought or a -sv-ish a life, a drama, an\\nepos.\\nThere are inheritors, is it by mystical genera-\\ntion,\\nHeiring the wisdom and ripeness of spirits gone-\\nbj without labor\\nOwning what others bj doing and suffering earn\\nwhat old men\\nAfter long years of mistake and erasure are\\nproud to have come to,\\nSick with mistake and erasure possess when pos-\\nsession is idle.\\nYes, there is power upon earth, seen feebly in\\nwomen and children.\\nWhich can, laying one hand on the cover, read-off,\\nunfaltering,\\nLeaf after leaf unlifted, the words of the closed\\nbook under,", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0118.jp2"}, "119": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH.\\nIll\\nWords which we are poring at, hammering at,\\nstumblmg at, spelhng.\\nRare is this to many in pittance and modicum\\ngiven,\\nWoridng, an instinct blind, in woman and child\\nand rustic.\\nRare in full measure, and often e en then too\\nmaimed and hampered\\nWhen with the power of speech, and the spirit\\nunited of music,\\nLo, a new day has dawned, and the ages wait upon\\n^hakspeare\\nRare is this wisdom mostly is bought for a price\\nin the market,\\nRare is this and happy, who buy so much for so\\nlittle.\\nAs I conceive have you, and as I will hope has\\nKatie.\\nKnowledge is needful for man needful no less\\nfor woman,", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0119.jp2"}, "120": {"fulltext": "112 THE BOTHIE OF\\nEven in Highland glens, were they vacant of\\nshooter and tourist.\\nNot that, of course, I mean to prefer your\\nblindfold hurry\\nUnto a soul that abides most loving yet most\\nwithholding\\nLeast unfeeling though calm, self-contained yet\\nmost unselfish\\nRenders help and accepts it, a man among men\\nthat are brothers.\\nViews, not plucks the beauty, adores, and demands\\nno embracing.\\nSo in its peaceful passage whatever is lovely and\\ngracious\\nStill without seizing or spoiling, itself in itself re-\\nproducing.\\nNo, I do not set PhiHp herein on the level of\\nArthur,\\nNo, I do not compare still tarn with furious tor-\\nrent.", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0120.jp2"}, "121": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 113\\nYet will the tarn overflow, assuaged in the lake\\nbe the torrent.\\nWomen are weak as you say, and love of all\\nthings to be passive,\\nPassive, patient, receptive, yea even of wrong\\nand misdoing.\\nEven to force and misdoing with joy and victori-\\nous feeling\\nPassive, patient, receptive for that is the strength\\nof their being,\\nLike to the earth taking all things and all to good\\nconverting.\\nOh t is a snare indeed Moreover, remember\\nit, Philip,\\nTo the prestige of the richer the lowly are prone\\nto be yielding.\\nThink that in dealing with them they are raised\\nto a different region\\nWhere old laws and morals are modified, lost, exist\\nnot", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0121.jp2"}, "122": {"fulltext": "114 THE BOTHIE OF\\nIgnorant they as tliej are, tliej have but to con-\\nform and be yielding\\nThere to protect and to guide them the old T is\\nnot usual avails not,\\nBut of a new ^Tis not right must the soul be with\\ntravail delivered,\\nYea, itself of itself engender and bear the\\nprotector.\\nHow shall a poor quiet girl self-create the law and\\ncommandment\\nHow shall a poor silly sheep get endowed with the\\nwill of a woman\\nBut I said this in my letter before, and need\\nnot repeat it.\\nYou will have seen yourself the danger of pantry-\\nflirtation,\\nYou will not now run after what merely attracts\\nand entices,\\nEvery-day things highly colored, and common-\\nplace carved and gilded.", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0122.jp2"}, "123": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICIL 115\\nYou \u00e2\u0096\u00a0\\\\Yill henceforth seek only the good and seek\\nit, Phihp,\\nWhere it is not more abundant perhaps, but\\nmore easily met with\\nWhere you are surer to find it, less likely to run\\ninto error,\\nIn your station, regardful of that, though not de-\\npendent.\\nBut as I said, I have said this before and need\\nnot repeat it.\\nSo was the letter completed a postscript after-\\nward added.\\nTelling the tale that was told by the dancers re-\\nturning from Rannoch.\\nSo was the letter completed but query, whither\\nto send it\\nNot for the will of the wisp, the cloud, and the\\nhawk of the moorland.\\nRanging afar through Lochaber, Lochiel, and\\nKnoydart, and Croydart,", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0123.jp2"}, "124": {"fulltext": "116 THE BOTHIE OF\\nHave even latest extensions adjusted a postal\\narrangement.\\nQuery, resolved very shortly when Hope from his\\nchamber descending,\\nCame with a note in his hand from the Lady, his\\naunt, of Hay\\nCame and revealed the contents of a missive that\\nbrought strange tidings\\nCame and announced to the friends in a voice that\\nwas husky with wonder,\\nPhilip was staying at Balloch, was there in the\\nroom with the Countess,\\nPhilip to Balloch had come and was dancing with\\nLady Maria.\\nPhilip at Balloch, he said, after all that stately\\nrefusal.\\nHe there at last strange marvel, marvel\\nof marvels\\nAirlie, the Waistcoat, with Katie, we left him this\\nmorning at Rannoch", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0124.jp2"}, "125": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 117\\nAirlie with Katie, he said, and Philip with Lady\\nMaria.\\nAnd amid laughter Adam paced up and down,\\nrepeating\\nOver and over, unconscious, the phrase which\\nHope had lent him,\\nDancing at Balloch, you say, in the castle, with\\nLady Maria.", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0125.jp2"}, "126": {"fulltext": "118 THE BOTHIE OF\\nPutavi\\nStultus ego huic nostrse siinilerii.\\nSo in the cottage with Adam the pupils five to-\\ngether\\nDuly remained, and read, and looked no more for\\nPhilip,\\nPhilip at Balloch shooting and dancing with Lady\\nMaria.\\nBreakfast at eight, and now, for brief September\\ndayhght.\\nLuncheon at two, and dinner at seven, or even\\nlater,", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0126.jp2"}, "127": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 119\\nFive full hours between for the loch and the glen\\nand the mountain,\\nSo in the joj of their Hfe and glory of shooting\\njackets,\\nSo thej read and roamed, the pupils five with\\nAdam.\\nWhat if autumnal shower came frequent and\\nchill from the westward,\\nWhat if on browner sward with yellow leaves be-\\nsprinkled\\nGemming the crispy blade, the delicate gossamer\\ngemming.\\nFrequent and thick lay at morning the chilly bead\\nof hoar frost.\\nDuly in matutine still, and daily, whatever the\\nw^eather.\\nBathed in the rain and the frost and the mist with\\nthe Glory of headers\\nHope. Thither also at times of cold and of possi-\\nble gutters", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0127.jp2"}, "128": {"fulltext": "120 THE BOTHIE OF\\nCareless, unmindful, unconscious, would Hobbes,\\nor e er they departed.\\nCome, in a heavy pea-coat his trouserless trunk\\nenwrapping.\\nCome, under coat over-brief those lusty legs dis-\\nplaying,\\nAll from the shirt to the slipper the natural man\\nrevealing.\\nDuly there they bathed, and daily, the twain or\\nthe trio,\\nThere where of mornings was custom, where over\\na ledge of granite\\nInto a granite bason descended the amber tor-\\nrent\\nBeautiful, very, to gaze-in ere plunging beauti-\\nful also,\\nPerfect as picture, as vision entrancing that comes\\nto the sightless,\\nThrough the great granite jambs the stream and\\nglen and mountain.", "height": "3153", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0128.jp2"}, "129": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 121\\nPurple with heather the mountam, the level stream\\nin foreground\\nBeautiful, seen by snatches in intervals of dress-\\ning,\\nMorn after morn, unsought for, recurring them-\\nselves too seeming\\nKot as spectators, accepted into it, immingled, as\\ntruly\\nPart of it as are the kine in the field lying there\\nby the birches.\\nSo they bathed, they read, they roamed in glen\\nand forest\\nPar amid blackest pines to the waterfall they\\nshadow,\\nFar up the long long glen to the loch, and the\\nloch beyond it.\\nDeep under huge red cliffs, a secret and oft by\\nthe starhght.\\nOr the aurora perchance, racing home for the\\neight o clock mutton.", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0129.jp2"}, "130": {"fulltext": "122 THE BOTHIE OF\\nSo they bathed, and read, and roamed in heathery\\nHighland\\nThere in the joy of their Hfe and glory of shooting\\njackets,\\nBathed and read and roamed, and looked no more\\nfor Philip.\\nList to a letter that came from Phihp at Balloch\\nto Adam.\\nI am here, my friend idle, but learning\\nwisdom.\\nDoing penance, you think content, if so, in my\\npenance.\\nYou have conjectured a change must have come\\nto my mind I believe it\\nYou will believe it too if I tell you the thoughts\\nthat haunt me\\nOften I find myself saying, while watching in\\ndance or on horseback", "height": "3148", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0130.jp2"}, "131": {"fulltext": "TOPER-x\\\\A-FUOSICH. 123\\nOne that is here, in her freedom, and grace, and\\nimperial sweetness.\\nOften I find mjself saying, old faith and doctrine\\nabjuring,\\nInto the crucible casting philosophies, facts, con-\\nvictions,\\nWere it not well that the stem should be naked of\\nleaf and of tendril,\\nPoverty-stricken, the barest, the dismallest stick\\nof the garden\\nFlowerless, leafless, unlovely, for ninety-and-nine\\nlong summers.\\nSo in the hundredth, at last, were bloom for one\\nday at the summit.\\nSo but that fleeting flower were lovely as Lady\\nMaria.\\nOften I find myself saying, and know not my-\\nself as I say it.\\nWhat of the poor and the weary their labor and\\npain is needed.", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0131.jp2"}, "132": {"fulltext": "124 THE BOTHIE OF\\nPerish the poor and the wearj what can thej\\nbetter than perish,\\nPerish in labor for her, who is worth the destruc-\\ntion of empires\\nWhat for a mite, or a mote, an impalpable odor\\nof honor,\\nArmies shall bleed cities burn and the soldier\\nred from the storming\\nCarry hot rancor and lust into chambers of\\nmothers and daughters\\nWhat would ourselves for the cause of an hour\\nencounter the battle.\\nSlay and be slain; lie rotting in hospital, hulk,\\nand prison\\nDie as a dog dies die secure that to uttermost\\nages\\nNot one ray shall illumine our midnight of shame\\nand dishonor,\\nYea, till in silence the fingers stand still on the\\nworld s great dial", "height": "3148", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0132.jp2"}, "133": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 125\\nFathers and mothers, the gentle and good of un-\\nborn generations,\\nShall to their little ones point out our names for\\ntheir loatliing and horror\\nYea and shall hodmen in beer-shops complain\\nof a glory denied them,\\nWhich could not ever be theirs more than now it\\nis theirs as spectators\\nWhich could not be, in all earth, if it were not for\\nlabor of hodmen\\nAnd I find myself saying and what I am saying,\\ndiscern not.\\nDig in thy deep dark prison, miner and find-\\ning be thankful\\nThough unpolished by thee, unto thee unseen in\\nperfection,\\nWhile thou art eating black bread in the poison-\\nous air of thy cavern,\\nFar away glitter the gem on the peerless neck of\\na Princess.", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0133.jp2"}, "134": {"fulltext": "126 THE EOTHIE OF\\nDig, and starve, and be thankful it is so, and\\nthou hast been aiding.\\nOften I find myself saying, in irony is it, or\\nearnest\\nYea, what is more, be rich, ye rich be sublime\\nin great houses.\\nPurple and delicate linen endure be of Burgundy\\npatient\\nSuiFer that service be done you, permit of the page\\nand the valet.\\nVex not your souls with annoyance of charity\\nschools or of districts.\\nCast not to swine of the sty the pearls that should\\ngleam in your foreheads.\\nLive, be lovely, forget them, be beautiful even to\\nproudness,\\nEven for their poor sakes whose happiness is to\\nbehold you\\nLive, be uncaring, be joyous, be sumptuous only\\nbe lovely,", "height": "3148", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0134.jp2"}, "135": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 127\\nSumptuous not for display, and jojous, not for en-\\njoyment\\nNot for enjoyment truly for Beauty and God s\\ngreat glory\\nYes, and I say, and it seems inspiration of\\nGood or of Evil\\nIs it not He that hath done it and who shall dare\\ngainsay it\\nIs it not even of Him, who hath made us\\nYea, for the Rons\\nRoaring after their prey, do seek their meat from\\nGod!\\nIs it not even of Him, hwo one kind over\\nanother\\nAll the works of His hand hath disposed in a won-\\nderful order\\nWho hath made man, as the beasts, to live the one\\non the other,\\nWho hath made man as Himself to know the law\\nand accept it", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0135.jp2"}, "136": {"fulltext": "128 THE BOTHIE OF\\nYou will wonder at this, my friend I also\\nwonder\\nBut we must live and learn; we can t know all\\nthings at twenty.\\nList to a letter of Hobbes to Philip his friend at\\nBalloch.\\nAll Cathedrals are Christian, all Christians are\\nCathedrals,\\nSuch is the orthodox doctrine t is ours with a\\nslight variation\\nEvery Woman is, or should be a Cathedral,\\nBuilt on the ancient plan, a Cathedral pure and\\nperfect.\\nBuilt by that only law, that Use be suggestor of\\nBeauty,\\nNaught be concealed that is done, but all things\\ndone to adornment.\\nMeanest utilities seized as occasions to grace and\\nembellish.\\nSo had I duly commenced in the spirit and style\\nof my Philip,", "height": "3148", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0136.jp2"}, "137": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-PUOSICH. 129\\nSo had I formally opened the Treatise upon the\\nLaws of\\nArchitectural Beauty in Application to Women,\\nSo had I writ. But my fancies are palsied by\\ntidings they tell me,\\nTidings ah me, can it be then that I the\\nblasphemer accounted,\\nHere am with reverent heed at the wondrous anal-\\nogy working.\\nPondering thy words and thy gestures, whilst\\nthou, a poet apostate,\\n(How are the mighty fallen whilst thou, a shep-\\nherd travestie,\\n(How are the mighty fallen with gun, with\\npipe no longer,\\nTeachest the woods to re-echo thy game-killing\\nrecantations,\\nTeachest thy verse to exalt Amryllis, a Countess\\ndauo;hter", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0137.jp2"}, "138": {"fulltext": "130 THE BOTHIE OF\\nWhat, thou forgettest, bewildered, my Master,\\nthat rightly considered\\nBeauty must ever be useful, what truly is useful\\nis graceful\\nShe that is handy is handsome, good dairy-maids\\nmust be good looking,\\nIf but the butter be nice, the tournure of the elbow\\nis shapely,\\nIf the cream-cheeses be white, far whiter the\\nhands that made them.\\nIf but alas, is it true while the pupil alone in\\nthe cottage\\nSlowly elaborates here thy system of feminine\\ngraces.\\nThou in the palace, its author, art dining, small-\\ntalking and dancing.\\nDancing and pressing the fingers kid-gloved of a\\nLady Maria.", "height": "3148", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0138.jp2"}, "139": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 131\\nThese are the final words, that came to the\\nTutor from Balloch.\\nYes, jou have conquered, my friend you will\\nmeet me, I hope, in Oxford,\\nAltered in manners and mind. I yield to the laws\\nand arrangements,\\nYield to the ancient existent decrees who am I\\nto resist them\\nYes, you will find me altered in mind, I think, as\\nin manners.\\nAnxious too to atone for six weeks loss of your\\nLogic.\\nSo in the cottage with Adam, the Pupils five\\ntogether,\\nRead, and bathed, and roamed, and thought not\\nnow of Philip,\\nAll in the joy of their life, and glory of shooting\\njackets.", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0139.jp2"}, "140": {"fulltext": "132 THE BOTHIE OF\\nVI.\\nDucite ab urbe domum, mea carmina, ducite Daplinin.\\nBright October was come, the misty-bright Oc-\\ntober,\\nBright October was come to burn and glen and\\ncottage\\nBut the cottage was empty, the matutine de-\\nserted.\\nWho are these that walk by the shore of the\\nsalt sea water\\nHere in the dusky eve, on the road by the salt\\nsea water\\nWho are these and where it is no sweet\\nseclusion", "height": "3148", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0140.jp2"}, "141": {"fulltext": "TOPEK-NA-FUOSICH. 133\\nBlank hill sides slope down to a salt sea loch at\\ntheir bases,\\nScored by runnels, that fringe ere they end with\\nrowan and alder\\nCottages here and there out-standing bare on the\\nmountain.\\nPeat-roofed, windowless, white the road under-\\nneath by the water.\\nThere on the blank hill side, looking down\\nthrough the loch to the ocean,\\nThere with a runnel beside, and pine trees twain\\nbefore it.\\nThere with the road underneath, and in sight of\\ncoaches and steamers,\\nDwelhng of David Mackaye and his daughters\\nElspie and Bella,\\nSends up a column of smoke the Bothie of Toper-\\nna-fuosich.\\nAnd of the older twain, the elder was telling\\nthe younger,", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0141.jp2"}, "142": {"fulltext": "134 THE BOTHIE OF\\nHow on his pittance of soil he hved, and raised\\npotatoes,\\nBarley, and oats, in the bothie where lived his\\nfather before him\\nYet was smith by trade, and had travelled making\\nhorse-shoes\\nFar, in the army had seen some service with brave\\nSir Hector,\\nWounded soon, and discharged, disabled as smith\\nand soldier\\nHe had been many things since that, drover,\\nschool-master.\\nWhitesmith, but when his brother died childless\\ncame up hither\\nAnd although he could get fine work that would\\npay, in the city,\\nStill was fain to abide where his father abode be-\\nfore him.\\nAnd the lassies are bonnie, I m father and\\nmother to them,", "height": "3148", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0142.jp2"}, "143": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 135\\nBonnie and young; thej re healthier here, I\\njudge, and safer\\nI mjself find time for their reading, writing, and\\nlearning.\\nSo on the road they walked by the shore of\\nthe salt sea water.\\nSilent a youth and maid, and elders twain con-\\nversing.\\nThis was the letter that came when Adam was\\nleaving the cottage.\\nIf you can manage to see me before going off to\\nDartmoor,\\nCome by Tuesday s coach through Glencoe (you\\nhave not seen it)\\nStop at the ferry below, and ask your way (you\\nwill wonder.\\nThere however I am) to the Bothie of Toper-na-\\nfuosich.", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0143.jp2"}, "144": {"fulltext": "136 THE BOTHIE OF\\nAnd on another scrap, of next daj s date, was\\nwritten\\nIt was by accident purely I lit on the place I\\nwas going\\nQuietly, travelling homeward, by one of these\\nwretched coaches\\nOne of the horses cast a shoe and a farmer\\npassing\\nSaid, Old David s your man a clever fellow at\\nshoeing\\nOnce just up by the firs they call it Toper-na-\\nfuosich.\\nSo I saw and spoke with David Mackaye, our\\nacquaintance.\\nWTien we came to the journey s end, some five\\nmiles further.\\nIn my unoccupied evening I walked back again\\nto the bothie.\\nBut on a final crossing, still later in date was\\nadded", "height": "3148", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0144.jp2"}, "145": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 137\\nCome as soon as you can be sure and do not\\nmiss me.\\nWho would have guessed I should find my haven\\nand end of my travel,\\nHere, by accident too, in the bothie we laughed\\nabout so\\nWho would have guessed that here would be she\\nwhose glance at Rannoch\\nTurned me in that mysterious way yes, angels\\nconspiring.\\nSlowly drew me, conducted me, home, to herself;\\nthe needle\\nWhich in the shaken compass flew hither and\\nthither, at last, long\\nQuivering, poises to north. I think so. But I am\\ncautious\\nMore, far more than I was in the old silly days\\nwhen I left you\\nThough I much fear that my eyes may betray me.\\nStill I am heedful", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0145.jp2"}, "146": {"fulltext": "138\\nTHE BOTHIE OF\\nAny way try and have learnt some self-controul\\nof manner,\\nAs I conceive, with staying and contemplating at\\nBalloch\\nOther things I hope, but clearly to be more re-\\ntentive.\\nNot at the bothie now at the changehouse in\\nthe clachan\\nWhy I delay my letter is more than I can tell\\nyou.\\nThere was another scrap, without or date or\\ncomment.\\nDotted over with various observations, as fol-\\nlows\\nOnly think, I had danced with her twice, and did\\nnot remember.\\nI was as one that sleeps on the railway; one, who\\ndreaming\\nPublic-house in the hamlet.", "height": "3148", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0146.jp2"}, "147": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 139\\nHears through his dream the name of his home\\nshouted out hears and hears not,\\nFaint, and louder again, and less loud, dying in\\ndistance\\nDimlj conscious, with something of inward debate\\nand choice, and\\nSense of claim and reahty present, relapses\\nNevertheless, and continues the dream and fancy,\\nwhile forward\\nSwiftly, remorseless, the car presses on, he knows\\nnot whither.\\nHandsome who handsome is, who handsome\\ndoes is more so\\nPretty is all very pretty, it s prettier far to be\\nuseful.\\nNo, fair Lady Maria, I say not that but I ivill\\nsay,\\nStately is service accepted, but lovelier service\\nrendered.", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0147.jp2"}, "148": {"fulltext": "140 THE BOTHIE OF\\nInterchange of service the law and condition of\\nbeauty\\nAny way beautiful only to be the thing one is\\nmeant for.\\nI, I am sure, for the sphere of mere ornament am\\nnot intended\\nKo, nor she, I think, thy sister at Toper-na-\\nfuosich\\nNo, she transcends it as far as I perhaps fall be-\\nlow it.\\nThis was the letter of Philip, and this had\\nbrought the Tutor\\nThis is, why tutor and pupil are walking with\\nDavid and Elspie.\\nVYhen for the night they part, and these, once\\nmore together,\\nWent by the lochside along to the changehouse\\nnear in the clachan,\\nThus to his pupil anon commenced the grave man\\nAdam.", "height": "3148", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0148.jp2"}, "149": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 141\\nYes, she is beautiful, Philip, beautiful even as\\nmorning\\nYes, it is that which I said, the Good and not the\\nAttractive\\nHappy is he that finds, and finding does not leave\\nit!\\nAnd by his side in silence walked Phihp, and\\npresently answered,\\nHappy is he that finds, if he lose not but happy,\\nand more too,\\nBlessed, be he by whose showing the seeker is\\nchanged to the finder.\\nTen more days did Adam with Philip abide at\\nthe changehouse.\\nTen more nights they met, they walked with father\\nand daughter.\\nTen more nights, and night by night more distant\\naway were\\nPhilip and she every night less heedful, by habit,\\nthe father.", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0149.jp2"}, "150": {"fulltext": "142 THE BOTHIE OF\\nHappy ten days, most happy and, otherwise than\\nthought of,\\nFortunate visit of Adam, companion and friend to\\nDavid.\\nHappy ten days, be ye fruitful of happiness!\\nPass o er them slowly,\\nSlowly like cruise of the prophet be multiplied,\\neven to ages\\nPass slowly o er them, ye days of October ye\\nsoft misty mornings.\\nLong dusky eves pass slowly and thou great\\nTerm-Time of Oxford,\\nAwful with lectures and books, and httle-goes and\\ngreat-goes,\\nTill but the sweet bud be perfect, recede and re-\\ntire for the lovers.\\nYea, for the sweet love of lovers, postpone thyself\\neven to doomsday\\nPass o er them slowly, ye hours be with them\\nye Loves and Graces", "height": "3148", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0150.jp2"}, "151": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 143\\nIndirect and evasive no longer, a cowardly\\nbather,\\nClinging to bough and to rock, and sidling along\\nby the edges,\\nIn your faith, ye Muses and Graces, who love\\nthe plain present.\\nScorning historic abridgment and artifice anti-\\npoetic.\\nIn your faith, ye Muses and Loves, ye Loves and\\nGraces,\\nI will confront the great peril, and speak with the\\nmouth of the lovers.\\nAs they spoke by the alders, at evening, the run-\\nnel below them,\\nElspie a dihgent knitter, and Philip her fingers\\nwatching.", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0151.jp2"}, "152": {"fulltext": "144 THE BOTHIE OF\\nVII.\\nVesper adest, juvenes, consurgite; Vesper Olympo\\nExpectata diu vix tandem lumina tollit.\\nFor she confessed, as they sat in the dusk, and\\nhe saw not her blushes,\\nElspie confessed at the sports long ago with her\\nfather she saw him,\\nWhen at the door the old man had told him the\\nname of the bothie\\nThere after that at the dance yet again at the\\ndance in Rannoch\\nAnd she was silent, confused. Confused much\\nrather Philip", "height": "3148", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0152.jp2"}, "153": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 145\\nBuried his face in bis hands, his face that with\\nblood was bursting.\\nSilent, confused, yet by pity she conquered her\\nfear, and continued.\\nKatie is good and not silly be comforted. Sir,\\nabout her\\nKatie is good and not silly tender, but not like\\nmany\\nCarrying off, and at once for fear of being seen, in\\nthe bosom\\nLocking-up as in a cupboard the pleasure that any\\nman gives them.\\nKeeping it out of sight as a prize they need be\\nashamed of;\\nThat is the way I think, Sir, in England more\\nthan in Scotland\\nNo, she lives and takes pleasure in all, as in beau-\\ntiful weather.\\nSorry to lose it, but just as we would be to lose\\nfine weather.\\n10", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0153.jp2"}, "154": {"fulltext": "146 THE BOTHIE OF\\nAnd she is strong to return to herself and feel\\nundeserted,\\nFor she always keeps burning a cheerful fire in-\\nside her.\\nOh, she is strong, and not silly she thinks no\\nmore about you\\nShe has had kerchiefs before from gentle, I know,\\nas from simple\\nYes, she is good and not silly yet were you\\nwrong, Mr. Philip,\\nWrong, for yourself perhaps more than for her.\\nBut Philip rephed not,\\nRaised not his eyes from the hands on his knees.\\nAnd Elspie continued.\\nThat was what gave me much pain, when I met\\nyou that dance at Rannoch,\\nDancing myself too with you, while Katie danced\\nwith Donald\\nThat was what gave me such pain I thought it\\nall delusion.", "height": "3148", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0154.jp2"}, "155": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 147\\nAll a mere chance, and accident, not proper\\nchoosing,\\nThere were at least five or six not there, no,\\nthat I don t say,\\nBut in the country about, you might just as\\nwell have been courting.\\nThat was what gave me much pain, and (you\\nwont remember that, though,)\\nThree days after, I met you, beside my uncle s,\\nwalking.\\nAnd I was wondering much, and hoped you\\nwould n t notice,\\nSo as I passed I could n t help looking. You\\ndid n t know me.\\nBut I was glad, when I heard next day you\\nwere gone to the teacher.\\nAnd uplifting his face at last, with eyes di-\\nlated,\\nLarge as great stars in mist, and dim, with dab-\\nbled lashes,", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0155.jp2"}, "156": {"fulltext": "148 THE BOTHIE OF\\nPhilip with new tears starting,\\nYou think I do not remember,\\nSaid, suppose, that I did not observe Ah me,\\nshall I tell you\\nElspie, it was your look that sent me away from\\nE-annoch.\\nIt was your glance, that, descending, an instant\\nrevelation,\\nShowed me, where I was, and whitherward going\\nrecalled me,\\nSent me, not to my books, but to wrestlings of\\nthought in the mountains.\\nYes, I have carried your glance within me un-\\ndimmed, unaltered,\\nAs a lost boat the compass some passing ship has\\nlent her.\\nMany a weary mile on road, and hill, and moor-\\nland\\nIt has been with me in shieling and bothie of\\nwandering drovers,", "height": "3148", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0156.jp2"}, "157": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 149\\nIt has been with me, more precious, in chariot and\\npalace of peeress\\nAnd jou suppose, that I do not remember, I had\\nnot observed it\\n0, did the sailor bewildered observe when they\\ntold him his bearings\\n0, did he cast overboard, when they parted, the\\ncompass they gave him\\nAnd he continued more firmly, although with\\nstronger emotion.\\nElspie, why should I speak it you cannot be-\\nlieve it, and should not\\nWhy should I say that I love, which I all but said\\nto another\\nYet should I dare, should I say, Elspie, you\\nonly I love you,\\nFirst and sole in my life that has been and surely\\nthat shall be\\nCould 0, could. you believe it, Elspie, be-\\nHeve it and spurn not", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0157.jp2"}, "158": {"fulltext": "150 THE BOTHIE OF\\nIs it possible, possible, Elspie\\nWell, she answered,\\nQuietly, after her fashion, still knitting, Well,\\nI think of it.\\nYes, I don t know, Mr. Philip, but only it\\nfeels to me strangely-\\nLike to the high new bridge, they used to build\\nat, below there,\\nOver the burn and glen on the road. You wont\\nunderstand me.\\nBut I keep saying in my mind this long time\\nslowly with trouble\\nI have been building myself, up, up, and toilfully\\nraising,\\nJust like as if the bridge were to do it itself with-\\nout masons,\\nPainfully getting myself upraised one stone on\\nanother,\\nAll one side I mean and now I see on the\\nother", "height": "3148", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0158.jp2"}, "159": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 151\\nJust such another fabric uprismg, better and\\nstronger,\\nClose to me, coming to jom me and then I some-\\ntimes fancy,\\nSometimes I find myself dreaming at nights about\\narches and bridges,\\nSometimes I dream of a great invisible hand com-\\ning down, and\\nDropping the great keystone in the middle there\\nin my dreaming,\\nThere I feel the great keystone coming in, and\\nthrough it\\nFeel the other part all the other stones of the\\narchway.\\nJoined into mine with a queer happy sense of\\ncompleteness, tingling\\nAll the way up from the other side s basement-\\nstones in the water.\\nThrough the very grains of mine just Hke,\\nwhen the steel, that you showed us", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0159.jp2"}, "160": {"fulltext": "152 THE BOTHIE OF\\nMoved to the magnet, it seemed a feeling got hold\\nof them both. But\\nThis is confusion and nonsense. I am mixing all\\nthings I can think of.\\nAnd you wont understand me, Mr. Philip.\\nBut while she was speaking,\\nSo it happened, a moment she paused from her\\nwork, and pondering.\\nLaid her hand on her lap Philip took it she did\\nnot resist\\nSo he retained her fingers, the knitting being\\nstopped. But emotion\\nCame all over her more and more, from his hand,\\nfrom her heart, and\\nMost from the sweet idea and image her brain was\\nrenewing.\\nSo he retained her hand, and, his tears down-\\ndropping on it,\\nTrembling a long time kissed it at last. And she\\nended.", "height": "3148", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0160.jp2"}, "161": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 153\\nAnd as she ended, up rose he saymg, What have\\nI heard? Oh,\\nWhat have I done, that such words should be said\\nto me Oh, I see it.\\nSee the great keystone coming down from the\\nheaven of heavens\\nx\\\\nd he fell at her feet, and buried his face in her\\napron.\\nBut as under the moon and stars they went to\\nthe cottage,\\nElspie sighed and said, Be patient, dear Mr.\\nPhilip,\\nDo not do anything hasty. It is all so soon, so\\nsudden.\\nDo not say anything yet to any one.\\nElspie, he answered,\\nDoes not my friend go on Friday I then shall\\nsee nothing of you\\nDo not I go myself on Monday\\nBut oh, he said, Elspie", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0161.jp2"}, "162": {"fulltext": "154 THE BOTHIE OF\\nDo as I bid jou, mj child do not go on calling\\nme Mr.\\nMight I not just as well be calling you Miss\\nElspie\\nCall me, this heavenly night, for once, for the first\\ntime, Philip.\\nPhihp, she said and laughed, and said she could\\nnot say it\\nPhilip, she said he turned, and kissed the sweet\\nlips as they said it.\\nBut on the morrow Elspie kept out of the way\\nof Philip\\nAnd at the evening seat when he took her hand\\nby the alders.\\nDrew it back, saying, almost peevishly,\\nNo, Mr. Philip,\\nI was quite right, last night it is too soon, too\\nsudden.", "height": "3148", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0162.jp2"}, "163": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 155\\nWhat I told jou before was foolish, perhaps, was\\nhasty.\\nWhen I think it over, I am shocked and terrified\\nat it.\\nNot that at all I unsay it; that is, I know I\\nsaid it.\\nAnd when I said it, felt it. But oh, we must wait,\\nMr. Philip\\nWe must n t pull ourselves at the great keystone\\nof the centre\\nSome one else up above must hold it, fit it, and\\nfix it\\nIf we try to do it, we shall only damage the arch-\\nway,\\nDamage all our own work that we wrought, our\\npainful up-building.\\nWhen, you remember, you took my hand last\\nevening, talking,\\nI was all over a tremble and as you pressed the\\nfingers", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0163.jp2"}, "164": {"fulltext": "156 THE BOTHIE OF\\nAfter, and afterwards kissed it, I could not speak.\\nAnd then, too,\\nAs we went home, you kissed me for saying your\\nname. It was dreadful.\\nI have been kissed before, she added, blushing\\nslightly,\\nI have been kissed more than once by Donald my\\ncousin, and others\\nIt is the way of the lads, and I make up my mind\\nnot to mind it\\nBut Mr. Philip, last night, and from you, it was\\ndiiFerent quite. Sir.\\nWhen I think all that over, I am shocked and ter-\\nrified at it.\\nYes, it is dreadful to me.\\nShe paused, but quickly continued,\\nSmiling almost fiercely, continued, looking up-\\nward.\\nYou are too strong, you see, Mr. Philip you are\\nlike the sea there.", "height": "3148", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0164.jp2"}, "165": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 157\\nWhich will come, through the straits and all be-\\ntween the mountains,\\nForcing its great strong tide into every nook and\\ninlet.\\nGetting far in, up the quiet stream of sweet in-\\nland water.\\nSucking it up, and stopping it, turning it, driving\\nit backward,\\nQuite preventing its own quiet running And\\nthen, soon after,\\nBack it goes off, leaving weeds on the shore, and\\nwrack and uncleanness\\nAnd the poor burn in the glen tries again its\\npeaceful running.\\nBut it is brackish and tainted, and all its banks\\ndisordered.\\nThat was what I dreamt all last night. I was the\\nburnie,\\nTrying to get along through the tyrannous brine,\\nand could not", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0165.jp2"}, "166": {"fulltext": "158 THE BOTHIE OF\\nI was confined and squeezed in the coils of the\\ngreat salt tide, that\\nWould mix-in itself with me, and change me I\\nfelt myself changing\\nAnd I struggled, and screamed, I believe, in my\\ndream. It was dreadful.\\nYou are too strong, Mr. PhiHp I am but a poor\\nslender burnie,\\nUsed to the glens and the rocks, the rowan and\\nbirch of the woodies,\\nQuite unused to the great salt sea quite afraid\\nand unwilling.\\nEre she had spoken two words, had Philip re-\\nleased her fingers\\nAs she went on, he recoiled, fell back, and shook,\\nand shivered\\nThere he stood, looking pale and ghastly when\\nshe had ended,\\nAnswering in hollow voice,\\nIt is true oh quite true, Elspie", "height": "3148", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0166.jp2"}, "167": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 159\\nOh, jou are always right oh, what, what have I\\nbeen doing\\nI will depart to-morrow. But oh, forget me not\\nwholly,\\nWlioUy, Elspie, nor hate me, no, do not hate me,\\nmy Elspie.\\nBut a revulsion passed through the brain and\\nbosom of Elspie\\nAnd she got up from her seat on the rock put-\\nting by her knitting\\nWent to him, where he stood, and answered.\\nNo, Mr. Philip,\\nNo, you are good, Mr. Philip, and gentle and I\\nam the foolish\\nNo, Mr. Philip, forgive me.\\nShe stepped right to him, and boldly\\nTook up his hand, and placed it in hers he dar-\\ning no movement\\nTook up the cold hanging hand, up-forcing the\\nheavy elbow.", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0167.jp2"}, "168": {"fulltext": "160\\nTHE BOTHIE OF\\nI am afraid, she said, but I will I and kissed the\\nfingers.\\nAnd he fell on his knees and kissed her own past\\ncounting.\\nBut a revulsion wrought in the brain and bosom\\nof Elspie\\nAnd the passion she just had compared to the\\nvehement ocean.\\nUrging in high spring-tide its masterful way\\nthrough the mountains,\\nForcmg and flooding the silvery stream, as it runs\\nfrom the inland\\nThat great water withdrawn, receding here and\\npassive,\\nFelt she in myriad springs, her sources, far in the\\nmountains.\\nStirring, collecting, rising, upheaving, forth-out-\\nflowing.", "height": "3148", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0168.jp2"}, "169": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICK. 161\\nTaking and joining, right welcome, that delicate\\nrill in the valley,\\nFilling it, making it strong, and still descending,\\nseeking.\\nWith a blind forefeeling descending, evermore\\nseeking,\\nWith a delicious forefeeling, the great still sea be-\\nfore it\\nThere deep into it, far, to carry, and lose in its\\nbosom,\\nWaters that still from their sources exhaustless\\nare fain to be added.\\nAs he was kissing her fingers, and knelt on the\\nground before her.\\nYielding backward she sank to her seat, and of\\nwhat she was doing\\nIgnorant, bewildered, in sweet multitudinous\\nvague emotion,\\nStooging, knowing not what, put her lips to the\\ncurl on his forehead", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0169.jp2"}, "170": {"fulltext": "162 THE BOTHIE OF\\nAnd Philip, raising himself, gently, for the first\\ntime, round her\\nPassing his arms, close, close, enfolded her, close\\nto his bosom.\\nAs they went home by the moon. Forgive me,\\nPhilip, she whispered\\nI have so many things to think of, all of a sud-\\nden\\nI who had never once thought a thing, in my\\nignorant Highlands.", "height": "3148", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0170.jp2"}, "171": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 163\\nVIII.\\nJam veniet virgo, jam dicetur hymenaeus,\\nHymen, O hymenaee Hymen, ades, O liymenaee\\nBut a revulsion again came over the spirit of\\nElspie,\\nWhen she thought of his wealth, his birth and\\neducation\\nWealth indeed but small, though to her a difference\\ntruly;\\nFather nor mother had Philip, a thousand pounds\\nhis portion,\\nSomewhat impaired in a world where nothing is\\nhad for nothing", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0171.jp2"}, "172": {"fulltext": "164 THE BOTHIE OF\\nFortune indeed but small, and prospects plain and\\nsimple.\\nBut the many things that he knew, and the ease\\nof a practised\\nIntellect s motion, and all those indefinable\\ngraces\\n(Were they not hers, too, Philip?) to speech and\\nmanner, and movement,\\nLent by the knowledge of self, and wisely instruct-\\ned feeling,\\nAVhen she thought* of all these, and these contem-\\nplated daily,\\nDaily appreciating more, and more exactly ap-\\npraising,\\nWith these thoughts, and the terror withal of a\\nthing she could not\\nEstimate, and of a step (such a step in the\\ndark to be taken.\\nTerror nameless and ill understood of deserting\\nher station,", "height": "3148", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0172.jp2"}, "173": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 165\\nDaily heavier, heavier upon her pressed the sor-\\nrow,\\nDaily distincter, distincter within her arose the\\nconviction,\\nHe was too high, too perfect, and she so unfit, so\\nunworthy,\\n(Ah me Philip, that ever a word such as that\\nshould be written I)\\nIt would not do for him nor for her she also\\nwas something.\\nNot much indeed and diiferent, yet not to be\\nlightly extinguished.\\nShould Jie he have a wife beneath him? her-\\nself be\\nAn inferior there where only equality can\\nbe?\\nIt would do neither for him, nor for her.\\nAlas for Philip\\nMany were tears and great was perplexity. Nor\\nhad availed then", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0173.jp2"}, "174": {"fulltext": "166 THE BOTHIE OF\\nAll his prayer and all his device. But much was\\nspoken\\nNow, between Adam and Elspie companions\\nwere they hourly\\nMuch by Elspie to Adam, enquiring, anxiously\\nseeking.\\nFrom his experience seeking impartial accurate\\nstatement\\nWhat it was to do this or do that, go hither or\\nthither,\\nHow in the after life would seem what now seem-\\ning certain\\nMight so soon be reversed in her quest and ob-\\nscure exploring\\nStiU from that quiet orb soliciting light to her\\nfootsteps\\nMuch by Elspie to Adam, enquiring, eagerly seek-\\ning\\n]\\\\Iuch by Adam to Elspie, informing, reassur-", "height": "3148", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0174.jp2"}, "175": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 167\\nMuch that was sweet to Elspie bj Adam, heed-\\nfully speaking,\\nQuietly, indirectly, in general terms, of PhiHp,\\nGravely, but indirectly, not as incognizant wholly.\\nBut as suspending until she could seek it, direct\\nintimation\\nMuch that was sweet in her heart of what he\\nwas and would be.\\nMuch that was strength to her mind, confirming\\nbeliefs and insights\\nPure and unfaltering, but young and mute and\\ntimid for action\\nMuch of relations of rich and poor, and true ed-\\nucation.\\nIt was on Saturday eve, in the gorgeous bright\\nOctober,\\nThen when brackens are changed, and heather\\nblooms are faded,\\nAnd amid russet of heather and fern green trees\\nare bonnie", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0175.jp2"}, "176": {"fulltext": "168 THE BOTHIE OF\\nAlders are green, and oaks the rowan scarlet\\nand yellow\\nOne great glory of broad gold pieces appears the\\naspen,\\nAnd the jewels of gold that were hung in the\\nhair of the birch- tree,\\nPendulous, here and there, her coronet, necklace,\\nand earrings.\\nCover her now, o er and o er she is weary and\\nscatters them from her.\\nThere, upon Saturday eve, in the gorgeous bright\\nOctober,\\nUnder the alders knitting, gave Elspie her troth\\nto Phihp.\\nFor as they talked, anon she said\\nIt is well, Mr. PhHip.\\nYes, it is well 4 I have spoken, and learnt a deal\\nwith the teacher.\\nAt the last I told him all, I could not help\\nit;", "height": "3148", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0176.jp2"}, "177": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 169\\nAnd it came easier with him than could have\\nbeen with my father\\nAnd he calmly approved, as one that had fully\\nconsidered.\\nYes, it is well, I have hoped, though quite too\\ngreat and sudden,\\nI am so fearful, I think it ought not to be for\\nyears yet.\\nI am afraid but believe in you and I trust to\\nthe teacher\\nYou have done all things gravely and temperate,\\nnot as in passion\\nAnd the teacher is prudent, and surely can tell\\nwhat is likely.\\nWhat my father will say, I know not we will\\nobey him\\nBut for myself, I could dare to believe all well,\\nand venture.\\nMr. Philip, may it never hereafter seem to be\\ndifferent", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0177.jp2"}, "178": {"fulltext": "170 THE BOTHIE OF\\nAnd she hid her face\\n0, where, but in Philip s bosom\\nAfter some silence, some tears too perchance,\\nPhilip laughed and said to her,\\nSo, mj own Elspie, at last you are clear that\\nI m bad enough for you.\\nAh, but your father wont make one half the\\nquestion about it\\nYou have he 11 think me, I know, nor better\\nnor worse than Donald,\\nNeither better nor worse for my gentlemanship\\nand book-work,\\nWorse, I fear, as he knows me an idle and vaga-\\nbond fellow,\\nThough he allows, but he 11 think it was all for\\nyour sake, Elspie,\\nThough he allows I did some good at the end of\\nthe shearing.\\nBut I had thought in Scotland you did n t care for\\nthis folly.", "height": "3148", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0178.jp2"}, "179": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 171\\nHow I wish, he said, you had lived all your days\\nin the Highlands,\\nThis is what comes of the year you spent in our\\nfoohsh England.\\nYou do not all of you feel these fancies.\\nNo, she answered,\\nAnd in her spirit the freedom and ancient joy\\nwas reviving.\\nNo, she said, and uplifted herself, and looked for\\nher knitting.\\nNo, nor do J, dear Philip, I don t myself feel al-\\nways\\nAs I have felt, more sorrow for me, these four\\ndays lately.\\nLike the Peruvian Indians I read about last win-\\nter.\\nOut in America there, in somebody s life of Pi-\\nzarro\\nWho were as good perhaps as the Spaniards only\\nweaker", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0179.jp2"}, "180": {"fulltext": "172 THE BOTHIE OF\\nAnd that the one big tree might spread its root\\nand branches,\\nAll the lesser about it must even be felled and\\nperish.\\nNo, I feel much more as if I, as weU as you,\\nwere.\\nSomewhere, a leaf on the one great tree, that up\\nfrom old time\\nGrowing, contains in itself the whole of the virtue\\nand life of\\nBjgone days, drawing now to itself all kindreds\\nand nations,\\nAnd must have for itself the whole world for its\\nroot and branches.\\nNo, I belong to the tree, I shall not decay in the\\nshadow\\nYes, I feel the life-juices of all the world and the\\nages\\nComing to me as to you, more slowly no doubt\\nand poorer,", "height": "3148", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0180.jp2"}, "181": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 173\\nYou are more near, but then you ^Yill help to con-\\n\\\\ej them to me.\\nKo, don t smile, Philip, now, so scornfully\\nWhile you look so\\nScornful and strong, I feel as if I were standing\\nand trembling,\\nFancying the burn in the dark a wide and rushing\\nriver.\\nAnd I feel coming into me from you, or perhaps\\nfrom elsewhere,\\nStrong contemptuous resolve I forget, and I\\nbound as across it.\\nBut after all, you know, it may be a dangerous\\nriver.\\nOh, if it were so, Elspie, he said, I can carry\\nyou over.\\nNay, she replied, you would tire of having me\\nfor a burthen.\\nsweet burthen, he said, and are you not light\\nas a feather", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0181.jp2"}, "182": {"fulltext": "174 THE BOTHIE OF\\nBut it is deep, very likely, she said, over head and\\nears too.\\nlet us try, he answered, the waters themselves\\nwill support us,\\nYea, very ripples and waves will form to a boat\\nunderneath us\\nThere is a boat, he said, and a name is written\\nupon it,\\nLove, he said, and kissed her.\\nBut I will read your books, though,\\nSaid she, you 11 leave me some, Philip.\\nNot I, replied he, a volume.\\nThis is the way with you all, I perceive, high and\\nlow together.\\nWomen must read, as if they did n t know all\\nbeforehand\\nWeary of plying the pump we turn to the run-\\nning water,\\nAnd the running spring will needs have a pump\\nbuilt on it.", "height": "3148", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0182.jp2"}, "183": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 175\\nWeary and sick of our books we come to repose\\nin your eye-sigkt,\\nAs to the woodland and water, the freshness and\\nbeauty of Nature,\\nLo, you will talk, forsooth, of the things we are\\nsick to death of.\\nWhat, she said, and if I have let you become\\nmy sweetheart,\\nI am to read no books but you may go your\\nways then.\\nAnd I will read, she said, with my father at home\\nas I used to.\\nIf you must have it, he said, I myself will read\\nthem to you.\\nWell, she said, but no, I will read to myself,\\nwhen I choose it\\nWhat, you suppose we never read anything here\\nin our Highlands,\\nBella and I with the father in all our winter even-", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0183.jp2"}, "184": {"fulltext": "176 THE BOTHIE OF\\nBut we must go, Mr. Philip\\nI shall not go at all, said\\nHe, if jou call me Mr. Thank heaven that s\\nwell over.\\nNo, but it s not, she said, it is not over, nor\\nwill be.\\nWas it not then, she asked, the name I called jou\\nfirst by\\nNo, Mr. Philip, no you have kissed me enough\\nfor two nights,\\nNo come, Philip, come, or I 11 go myself with-\\nout you.\\nYou never call me Philip, he answered, until I\\nkiss you.\\nAs they went home by the moon that waning\\nnow rose later.\\nStepping through mossy stones by the runnel un-\\nder the alders,\\nLoitering unconsciously, Pliilip, she said, I will\\nnot be a lady,", "height": "3148", "width": "1824", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0184.jp2"}, "185": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 177\\nWe will do work together, you do not wish me a\\nlady,\\nIt is a weakness perhaps and a foohshness still\\nit is so,\\nI could not bear to be served and waited upon by-\\nfootmen,\\nNo, not even by women\\nAnd, God forbid, he answered,\\nGod forbid you should ever be ought but yourself,\\nmy Elspie,\\nAs for service, I love it not, I your weakness is\\nmine too,\\nI am sure Adam told you as much as that about\\nme.\\nI am sure, she said, he called you wild and\\nflighty.\\nThat was true, he said, till my wings were\\nclipped by Elspie.\\nBut, my Elspie, he said, you Avould like to see, I\\nfancy,\\n12", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0185.jp2"}, "186": {"fulltext": "178 THE BOTHIE OF\\nSomething of the world, of men and women.\\nYou will not refuse me,\\nYou will one day come with me and see my uncle\\nand cousins,\\nSister, and brother, and brother s wife. You\\nshould go, if you liked it,\\nJust as you are just what you are, at any rate,\\nmy Elspie.\\nYes, we will go, and give the old solemn gentility\\nstage-play\\nOne little look, to leave it with all the more satis-\\nfaction.\\nThat may be, my Philip, she said, you are good\\nto think of it.\\nBut we are letting our fancies run-on indeed\\nafter all\\nIt may all come, you know, Mr. Philip, to noth.\\ning whatever.\\nThere is so much that needs to be done, so much\\nthat may happen.", "height": "3128", "width": "1809", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0186.jp2"}, "187": {"fulltext": "TOPEK-NA-FUOSICH. 179\\nAll that needs to be done, said he, shall be done,\\nand quickly.\\nAnd on the morrow he took good heart and\\nspoke with Davdd\\nNot unwarned the father, nor had been unper-\\nceiving\\nFearful much, but in all from the first reassured\\nby Adam.\\nIn the first few days after Philip came to the\\nbothie\\nThey had become hearty friends, full of trust the\\none in the other\\nAnd in these last three he had talked with him\\nmuch, and tried him.\\nAnd he remembered, how at the first he had liked\\nthe lad and,\\nThen too, the old man s eye was much more for\\ninner than outer.", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0187.jp2"}, "188": {"fulltext": "180 THE BOTHIE OF\\nAnd the natural tune of his heart without mis-\\ngiving\\nWent to the noble words of that grand song of the\\nLowlands,\\nManh is the guinea stamj), hut the man s a man\\nfor a that.\\nStill he was doubtful, would hear nothing of it\\nnow, but insisted\\nPhilip should go to his books: if he chose, he\\nmight write if after\\nChose to return, might come he truly beheved\\nhim honest.\\nBut a year must elapse, and many things might\\nhappen.\\nYet at the end he burst into tears, called Elspie,\\nand blessed them\\nElspie, my bairn, he said, I thought not, when at\\nthe doorway\\nStanding with you, and telling the young man to\\ncome and see us.", "height": "3128", "width": "1809", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0188.jp2"}, "189": {"fulltext": "TOPEK-NA-FUOSICH. 181\\nI did not think he woidd one day be asking me\\nhere to surrender\\nWhat is to me more than wealth in mj Bothie of\\nToper-na-fuosich.", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0189.jp2"}, "190": {"fulltext": "182 THE BOTHIE OF\\nIX.\\nArva, beata Petamus arva\\nSo on the morrow s morrow, with Term-time dread\\nreturning,\\nPhilip returned to his books, and read, and re-\\nmained at Oxford,\\nAll the Christmas and Easter remained and read\\nat Oxford.\\nGreat was wonder in College when Postman\\nshowed to Butler\\nLetters addressed to David Mackaje, at Toper-\\nna-fuosich.\\nLetter on letter, at least one a week, one every\\nSunday", "height": "3128", "width": "1809", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0190.jp2"}, "191": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 183\\nGreat at that Highland post was wonder too\\nand conjecture,\\nWhen the postman showed letters to wife, and\\nwife to the lasses.\\nAnd the lasses declared they could n t be really\\nto David\\nYes, thej could see inside a paper with E.\\nupon it.\\nGreat was surmise in College at breakfast, wine,\\nand supper.\\nKeen the conjecture and joke but Adam kept\\nthe secret,\\nAdam the secret kept, and Philip read like\\nfurj.\\nThis is a letter written by Philip at Christmas\\nto Adam.\\nWhat I said at Balloch has truth in it only dis-\\ntorted.\\nPlants are some for fruit, and some for flowering\\nonly", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0191.jp2"}, "192": {"fulltext": "184: THE BOTHIE OF\\nLet there be deer in parks, as well as kine in\\npaddocks,\\nGrecian buildings upon the earth, as well as\\nGothic.\\nThere may be men, perhaps, whose vocation it is\\nto be idle.\\nIdle, sumptuous even, luxurious, if it must\\nbe:\\nOnly let each man seek to be that for which\\nNature meant him.\\nIndependent surely of pleasure, if not regard-\\nless.\\nIndependent also of station, if not regardless\\nIrrespective alike of station, as of enjoyment.\\nDo his duty in that state of life to Avhich God, not\\nman, shall call him.\\nIf you were meant to plough, Lord Marquis, out\\nwith you, and do it.\\nIf you were meant to be idle, beggar, behold, I\\nwill feed thee", "height": "3128", "width": "1809", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0192.jp2"}, "193": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 185\\nTake mj purse you have far better right to it,\\nfriend, than the Marquis.\\nIf jou were born for a groom, and jou seem, by\\nyour dress, to beheve so.\\nDo it like a man, Sir George, for pay, in a livery\\nstable\\nYes, you may so release that slip of a boy at the\\ncorner.\\nFingering books at the window, misdoubting the\\neighth commandment.\\nWhat a mere Dean, with those wits, that debtor-\\nand-creditor head-piece\\nGo, my detective D. D., take the place of Burns\\nthe ganger.\\nAh, fair Lady Maria, God meant you to live, and\\nbe lovely,\\nBe so then, and I bless you. But ye, ye spurious\\nware, who\\nMight be plain women, and can be by no possibil-\\nity better", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0193.jp2"}, "194": {"fulltext": "186 THE BOTHIE OF\\nYe unhappy statuettes, ye miserable trin-\\nkets,\\nPoor alabaster chimney-piece ornaments under\\nglass cases,\\nCome, in God s name, come down! the very\\nFrench clock by you\\nPuts you to shame with ticking the fire-irons de-\\nride you.\\nBreak your glasses, ye can come down, ye are\\nnot really plaster,\\nCome, in God s name, come down do anything,\\nbe but something\\nYou, young girl, who have had such advantages,\\nlearnt so quickly,\\nCan you not teach yes, and she likes Sunday\\nschool extremely.\\nOnly it s soon in the morning. Away if to\\nteach be your calling.\\nIt is no play, but a business off go teach and\\nbe paid for it.", "height": "3128", "width": "1809", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0194.jp2"}, "195": {"fulltext": "TOPEK-NA-FUOSICH. 187\\nSurely, that fussy old dowager yonder was meant\\nfor the counter\\nOh, she is notable very, and keeps her servants in\\norder\\nPast admiration. Indeed, and keeps to employ\\nher talent\\nHow many, pray to what use Away, the\\nhotel s her vocation.\\nLady Sophia s so good to the sick, so firm and\\nso gentle.\\nIs there a nobler sphere than of hospital nurse\\nand matron\\nHast thou for cooking a turn, little Lady Clarissa\\nin with them.\\nIn with your fingers I their beauty it spoils, but\\nyour own it enhances\\nFor it is beautiful only to do the thing we are\\nmeant for.\\nBut they will marry, have husbands, and children,\\nand guests, and households", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0195.jp2"}, "196": {"fulltext": "188 THE BOTHIE OF\\nAre there then so many trades for a man, for\\nwomen one only,\\nFirst to look out for a husband and then to pre-\\nside at his table\\nLearning to dance, then dancing, then breeding,\\nand entertaining\\nBreeding and rearing of children at any rate the\\npoor do\\nEasier, say the doctors, and better, with all their\\nslaving.\\nHow many, too, disappointed, not being this, can\\nbe nothing\\nHow many more are spoilt for wives by the means\\nto become so.\\nSpoilt for wives and mothers, and everything else\\nmoreover\\nThis was the answer that came from the Tutor,\\nthe grave man, Adam.\\nHave you ever, Philip, my boy, looked at it in\\nthis way", "height": "3128", "width": "1809", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0196.jp2"}, "197": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 189\\nWhen the armies are set in array, and the battle\\nbeginning,\\nIs it well that the soldier whose post is far to the\\nleftward\\nSaj, I will go to the right, it is there I shall do\\nbest service\\nThere is a great Field-Marshal, mj friend, who\\narrays our battalions\\nLet us to Pro\\\\ddence trust, and abide and work in\\nour stations.\\nThis was the final retort from the eager, impet-\\nuous Philip.\\nI am sorry to say your Providence puzzles me\\nsadly\\nChildren of circumstance are we to be you an-\\nswer, On no wise\\nWhere does Circumstance end, and Providence\\nwhere begins it\\nIn the revolving sphere which is upper, which is\\nunder", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0197.jp2"}, "198": {"fulltext": "190\\nTHE BOTHIE OF\\nWhat are we to resist, and what are we to be\\nfriends with\\nIf there is battle, t is battle by night I stand in\\nthe darkness.\\nHere in the melee of men, Ionian and Dorian on\\nboth sides,\\nSignal and password known which is friend and\\nwhich is foeman\\nIs it a friend I doubt, though he speak with the\\nvoice of a brother.\\nStill you are right, I suppose you always are,\\nand will be.\\nThough I mistrust the Field-Marshal, I bow to\\nthe duty of order.\\nLet us all get on as we can, and do what we re\\nmeant for,\\nOr, as is said in your favorite weary old Ethics,\\nour ergon.\\nYet is my feehng rather to ask. Where is the\\nbattle", "height": "3128", "width": "1809", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0198.jp2"}, "199": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-Fi:OSICH. 191\\nYes, I could find in mj heart to cry, in spite of\\nmy Elspie,\\nthat the armies indeed were arrayed, joy of\\nthe onset,\\nSound, thou Trumpet of God, come forth, Great\\nCause, to array us,\\nKing and leader appear, thy soldiers sorrowing\\nseek thee.\\nWould that the armies indeed were arrayed,\\nwhere is the battle\\nNeither battle I see, nor arraying, nor King in\\nIsrael,\\nOnly infinite jumble and mess and disloca-\\ntion.\\nBacked by a solemn appeal, For God s sake do\\nnot stir, there\\nYet you are right, I suppose if you don t attack\\nmy conclusion,\\nLet us get on as we can, and hunt for and do the", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0199.jp2"}, "200": {"fulltext": "192\\nTHE BOTHIE OF\\nThat is n t likely to be by sitting still, eating and\\ndrinking.\\nYes, you are right, I dare say, you always were\\nand will be,\\nAnd in default of a fight I will put up with peace\\nand Elspie.\\nThese are fragments again without date ad-\\ndressed to Adam.\\nAs at return of tide the total w^eight of\\nocean,\\nDrawn by moon and sun from Labrador and\\nGreenland,\\nSets-in amain, in the open space betwixt Mull and\\nScarfa,\\nHeaving, swelling, spreading, the might of the\\nmighty Atlantic\\nThere into cranny and sht of the rocky, cavern-\\nous bottom\\nSettles down, and with dimples huge the smooth\\nsearsurface", "height": "3128", "width": "1809", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0200.jp2"}, "201": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 193\\niEddies, coils, and whirls hj dangerous Cor-\\nrjvreckan\\nSo in my soul of souls, through its cells and secret\\nrecesses,\\nComes back, swelling and spreading, the old dem-\\nocratic fervor.\\nBut as the light of day enters some populous\\ncity.\\nShaming away, ere it come, by the chilly day-\\nstreak signal,\\nHigh and low, the misusers of night, shaming out\\nthe gas lamps,\\nAll the great empty streets are flooded with\\nbroadening clearness,\\nWhich, withal, by inscrutable simultaneous ac-\\ncess\\nPermeates far and pierces, to very cellars ly-\\ning in\\nNarrow high back-lane, and court and alley of\\nalleys\\n13", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0201.jp2"}, "202": {"fulltext": "194 THE BOTHIE OF\\nHe that goes forth to his walk, while speeding to\\nthe suburb,\\nSees sights only peaceful and pure as, laborers\\nsetthng\\nSlowly to work, in their limbs the lingering sweet-\\nness of slumber\\nHumble market^carts, coming-in, bringing-in, not\\nonly\\nFlower, fruit, farm-store, but sounds and sights of\\nthe country\\nDwelling yet on the sense of the dreamy drivers\\nsoon after\\nHalf-awake servant-maids unfastening drowsy shut-\\nters\\nUp at the windows, or down, letting-in the air by\\nthe doorway\\nSchool-boys, school-girls soon, with slate, portfolio,\\nsatchel,\\nHampered as they haste, those running, these\\nothers maidenly tripping", "height": "3128", "width": "1809", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0202.jp2"}, "203": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 195\\nEarly clerk anon turning out to stroll, or it\\nmay be\\nMeet his sweetheart waiting behind the garden\\ngate there\\nMerchant on his grass-plat haply, bareheaded\\nand now by this time\\nLittle child bringing breakfast to father that\\nsits on the timber\\nThere by the scaffolding see, she waits for the\\ncan beside him\\nMeantime above purer air untarnished of new-lit\\nfires\\nSo that the whole great wicked artificial civihzed\\nfabric,\\nAll its unfinished houses, lots for sale, and railway\\noutworks,\\nSeems reaccepted, resumed to Primal Nature and\\nBeauty\\nSuch in me, and to me, and on me the love\\nof Elspie", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0203.jp2"}, "204": {"fulltext": "196 THE BOTHIE OF\\nPhilip returned to his books, but returned to\\nhis Highlands after\\nGot a first t is said a winsome bride, t is cer-\\ntain.\\nThere while courtship was ending, nor yet the\\nwedding appointed.\\nUnder her father he learnt to handle the hoe and\\nthe hatchet\\nThither that summer succeeding came Adam and\\nArthur to see him\\nDown by the lochs from the distant Glenmorison\\nAdam the tutor,\\nArthur, and Hope and the Piper anon who was\\nthere for a visit.\\nHe had been into the schools plucked almost\\nall but a gone-coon\\nSo he declared never once had brushed up his\\nhairy iVldrich\\nInto the great might-have-been upsoaring subHme\\nand ideal", "height": "3128", "width": "1809", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0204.jp2"}, "205": {"fulltext": "TOPEK-NA-FUOSICH. 197\\nGave to historical questions a free poetical treat-\\nment\\nLeaving vocabular ghosts undisturbed in their lexi-\\ncon-limbo,\\nTook Aristophanes up at a shot and the whole\\nthree last weeks\\nWent in his life and the sunshine rejoicing to Nune-\\nham and Godstowe\\nWhat were the claims of Degree to those of life\\nand the sunshine\\nThere did the four find Philip, the poet, the\\nspeaker, the chartist,\\nDelving at Highland soil, and railing at Highland\\nlandlords,\\nRailing, but more, as it seemed, for the fun of the\\nPiper s fury.\\nThere saw they David and Elspie Mackaje, and\\nthe Piper was almost,\\nAlmost deeply in love with Bella the sister of\\nElspie", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0205.jp2"}, "206": {"fulltext": "198 THE BOTHIE OF\\nBut the good Adam was heedful; they did not go\\ntoo often.\\nThere in the bright October, the gorgeous bright\\nOctober,\\nWlien the brackens are changed, and heather\\nblooms are faded.\\nAnd amid russet of heather and fern green trees\\nare bonnie,\\nThere, when shearing had ended, and barley-\\nstooks were garnered,\\nDavid gave Philip to wife his daughter, his dar-\\nling Elspie\\nElspie the quiet, the brave, was wedded to Philip\\nthe poet.\\nSo won Philip his bride. They are married\\nand gone But oh. Thou\\nMighty one. Muse of great Epos, and Idyll the\\nplayful and tender.\\nBe it recounted in song, ere we part, and thou fly\\nto thy Pindus,", "height": "3128", "width": "1809", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0206.jp2"}, "207": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 199\\n(Pindus is it, Muse, or Aetna, or even Ben-\\nNevis?)\\nBe it recounted in song, Muse of the Epos and\\nIdyll,\\nWho gave what at the wedding, the gifts and fair\\ngratulations.\\nAdam, the grave careful Adam, a medicine-chest\\nand tool-box,\\nHope a saddle, and Arthur a plough, and a rifle\\nthe Piper,\\nAirlie a necklace for Elspie, and Hobbes a Family\\nBible,\\nAirlie a necklace, and Hobbes a Bible and iron\\nbedstead.\\nWhat was the letter, Muse, sent withal by\\nthe corpulent hero\\nThis is the letter of Hobbes the kilted and corpu-\\nlent hero.\\nSo the last speech and confession is made,\\nmj eloquent speaker", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0207.jp2"}, "208": {"fulltext": "200 THE BOTHIE OF\\nSo the good time is coming* or come is it my\\nchartist\\nSo the Cathedral is finished at last, my Pugin\\nof Women\\nFinished, and now, is it true to be taken out\\nwhole to New Zealand\\nWell, go forth to thy field, to thy barley, with\\nRuth, Boaz,\\nRuth, who for thee hath deserted her people, her\\ngods, her mountains,\\nQuitted her INIoab-Lochaber for thee, thou Naomi-\\nBoaz.\\nGo, as in Ephrath of old, in the gate of Bethle-\\nhem said they,\\nGo, be the wife in thy house both Rachel and\\nLeah unto thee\\nBe thy wedding of silver, albeit of iron thy bed-\\nstead\\nThe Good Time Coming. Chartist Song.", "height": "3128", "width": "1809", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0208.jp2"}, "209": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 201\\nYea, to the full golden fifty be lengthened while\\nfair memoranda\\nDuly fill-up the fly-leaves duly left in the Family\\nBible.\\nLive, be happy, and look too to keep a whole skin\\non thy sirloin.\\nLive, and when Hobbes is forgotten, mayst thou,\\nan unroasted Grandsire,\\nSee thy children s children, and Democracy upon\\nNew Zealand\\nThis was the letter of Hobbes, and this the\\nPostscript after.\\nWit in the letter will prate, but wisdom speaks in\\na postscript\\nListen to wisdom Which things you perhaps\\ndid n t know, my dear fellow,\\nI have reflected Which things are an allegory^\\nPhilip.\\nFor this Rachel-and-Leah is marriage which, I\\nhave seen it.", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0209.jp2"}, "210": {"fulltext": "202 THE BOTHIE OF\\nLo, and have known it, is always, and must be,\\nbigamy only,\\nEven in noblest kind a duality, compound and\\ncomplex,\\nOne part heavenly-ideal, the other vulgar and\\nearthy\\nFor this Rachel-and-Leah is marriage, and Lab an\\ntheir father\\nCircumstance, chance, the world, our uncle and\\nhard taskmaster.\\nRachel we found as we fled from the daughters of\\nHeth by the desert\\nRachel we met at the well we came, we saw, we\\nkissed her\\nRachel we serve-for, long years, that seem a\\nfew days only.\\nE en for the love we have to her, and win her\\nat last of Laban.\\nIs it not Rachel we take in our joy from the hand\\nof her father", "height": "3128", "width": "1809", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0210.jp2"}, "211": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 203\\nIs it not Rachel we lead in the mystical veil from\\nthe altar\\nRachel we clream-of at night in the morning, be-\\nhold, it is Leah.\\nNay, it is custom, saith Laban, and Leah in-\\ndeed is the elder.\\nHappy and wise who consents to redouble his ser-\\nvice to Laban,\\nSo, fulfilling her week, he may add to the elder\\nthe younger,\\nNot repudiates Leah, but wins him the Rachel\\nunto her\\nNeither hate thou thy Leah, my Phihp, she also\\nis w^orthy\\nSo many days shall thy Rachel have joy, and\\nsurvive her sister\\nYea and her children Which things are an\\nallegory^ Philip,\\nAye, and by Origen s head with a vengeance too,\\na long one", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0211.jp2"}, "212": {"fulltext": "204 THE BOTHIE OF\\nThis was a note from the Tutor, the grave man\\nnicknamed Adam.\\nI shall see jou of course, my Philip, before jour\\ndeparture\\nJoy be with you, my boy, with you and your\\nbeautiful Elspie.\\nHappy is he that found, and finding was not\\nheedless\\nHappy is he that found, and happy the friend that\\nwas with him.\\nSo won Philip his bride\\nThey are married, and gone to New Zealand.\\nFive hundred pounds in pocket, with books, and\\ntwo or three pictures.\\nTool-box, plough, and the rest, they rounded the\\nsphere to New Zealand.\\nThere he hewed, and dug subdued the earth and\\nhis spirit\\nThere he built him a home there Elspie bare him\\nhis children,", "height": "3128", "width": "1809", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0212.jp2"}, "213": {"fulltext": "TOPER-NA-FUOSICH. 205\\nDavid and Bella perhaps ere this too an Elspie\\nor Adam\\nThere hath he farmstead and land, and fields of\\ncorn and flax fields\\nAnd the Antipodes too have a Bothie of Toper-na-\\nfuosich.\\nTHK E D.", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0213.jp2"}, "214": {"fulltext": "Ky\\\\y^", "height": "3128", "width": "1809", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0214.jp2"}, "215": {"fulltext": "cfl", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0215.jp2"}, "216": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3128", "width": "1809", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0216.jp2"}, "217": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0217.jp2"}, "218": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3128", "width": "1809", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0218.jp2"}, "219": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0219.jp2"}, "220": {"fulltext": "mm\\nm\\nmmm^\\n-i -N", "height": "3128", "width": "1809", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0220.jp2"}, "221": {"fulltext": "^^i^*^:*\\n^M-\\n.-A?\u00c2\u00ab\u00c2\u00a7i^,\\nf^fi^ff^\\n\u00c2\u00ab\u00c2\u00ab\u00c2\u00bbS?!i?:\\nvrhKi\\n\u00c2\u00a5f^^^f^*\\nAA!^^\u00e2\u0096\u00a0", "height": "3179", "width": "1834", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0221.jp2"}, "222": {"fulltext": "", "height": "3351", "width": "1971", "jp2-path": "bothieoftopernaf00clou_0222.jp2"}}