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fitanders seized tlie jug<^ler and threatened him with 

 their veniteance if he did not restore the child he had 

 spirited away by magic. He shook them off, and 

 bowing again to the image, called thrice the name of 

 Chandbee, and the little girl came tripping in from 

 somewhere outside the circle and embraced her father. 

 Our applause was long and loud, and when the little 

 maid went round with the plate, the numerous dona- 

 tions placed upon it announced the satisfaction of all 

 the spectators. 



The old Doctor, who had been rubbing his eyes 

 and twisting himself uncomfortably in his chair for 

 some time, now burst out into a dolorous grunt, and 

 with a serio-comic expression of countenance ex- 

 claimed, " Ugh ! ugh ! ugh ! "Weel ! weel ! Dinna 

 ye believe in the de'il and a' his works noo, as yere 

 catechism says ? but I reckon that was no a part o' 

 the bringing up o' the likes o' ye. But, oh ! dear 

 mon, was it no just a fearfu' sight? This chiel felt 

 his e'en maist greeting, an' his temples bursting, 

 when the auld heathen streck'd his guUie wi' sic a 

 like thud into his sonsie little bairn as coolly as if he 

 was opening a haggis, and she just felt as if she 

 couldna thole it ; for brimstane smelt right strong, as 

 the auld bleezin' hornie went down on his marrow- 

 banes to the little ne'er-do-well stane kelpie ; and 

 whilst the carle was in that position this half-scared 

 infant just peeped twice at his nether end so as to 

 mak' sure there was no dark, ill-looking appendage 

 attached or hid in the folds o' his cloth." 



