90 THE HOME OF A NATURALIST. 



" Hannah, when is du goin' to bring milk for da 

 bairns' brakfast ? " 



" Noo, Miss Wildie, ye need na fash ony mair, I'se 

 mak' a' richt." 



" Kist ! Hoosh ! Ye born tieves ! " 



This last to sundry dogs and cats prowling around. 



" Jannie, if du does na take ben da things a corn 

 faster, I'se come and see if I canna mak' de." 



" Na, Maister To ; be a gude boy, and I'se mak' you 

 a criil " (a thick, round cake). 



" Sh ! Sh ! " (to hens, ducks, cormorants, and pigeons, 

 strolling promiscuously out and in). " If da doctor 

 wis in my place I'se warren he widna like you sae 

 weel as he does, ye tieves ! Tak dat ! " and away flew 

 a peat among the beasts, birds, and bodies. A perfect 

 Babel of clamouring voices was of course the immediate 

 result, a flapping of wings, a sprawling of legs, and a 

 general exodus. 



A grim smile spread over Glawthin's face, and she 

 remarked to Wildie : 



** Dey'll no trouble me for a while after yon." 



Unfortunately Wildie's sympathies were altogether 

 on the other side, and she was not slow to let it be 

 known ; so from that hour there was a feud between 

 the young housekeeper and Glawthin. 



You all know that when a servant, especially an old 

 and privileged one, chooses to be cross, she can make 

 every domestic wheel jar and creek as if the oil of good 

 nature had never been applied to them. In the case 

 of a young inexperienced housekeeper, whose success 



