Memoirs of the Lives and Characters of the Right Honourable George Baillie of Jerviswood, and of Lady Grisell BaillieJ. Pillans, 1822 - 170 pages |
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Page 15 - And he answered, Thou shalt not smite them: wouldest thou smite those whom thou hast taken captive with thy sword and with thy bow? set bread and water before them, that they may eat and drink, and go to their master.
Page 48 - Rucar, now in my custody, and most valuable. My aunt played and sung well, and had a great deal of life and humour, but no turn to business. Though my mother had the sa ne qualifications, and liked it as well as she did, she was forced to drudge ; and many jokes used to pass betwixt the sisters, about their different occupations.
Page 37 - ... next day, and upon pretence of a mad dog, got him to hang all his dogs. There was also difficulty of getting victuals to carry him, without the servants suspecting : the only way it was done was, by stealing it off her plate at dinner into her lap. Many a diverting story she has told about this, and other things of the like nature.
Page 52 - As their house was always full of the unfortunate banished people like themselves, they seldom went to dinner without three, or four, or five of them, to share with them ; and many a hundred times...
Page 41 - Cross, and that every body was sorry, though they durst not shew it; as all intercourse by letters was dangerous, it was the first notice they had of it; and the more shocking, that it was not expected. They immediately set about preparing for my grandfather's going away. My mother...
Page 41 - Allen, their grieve, who fainted away when he was told his master was in the house, and that he was to set out with him on horseback before day, and pretend to the rest of the servants that he had orders to sell some horses at Morpeth fair. Accordingly, my grandfather getting out at a window...
Page 37 - In all this time my grandfather showed the same constant composure and cheerfulness of mind that he continued to possess to his death, which was at the age of eighty-four ; all which good qualities she inherited from him in a high degree. Often did they laugh heartily, in that doleful habitation, at different accidents that happened. She at that time had a terror for a churchyard, especially in the dark, as is not uncommon at her age, by idle nursery stories ; but when engaged by concern for her...
Page 56 - I heard her say, she had no notion of any other cause of sorrow but the death and affliction of those she loved, and of that she was sensible to her last, in the most tender manner. She had tried many hardships, without being depressed by them ; on the contrary, her spirits and activity increased the more she had occasion for it ; but the death of her friends was always a load too heavy for her.
Page 36 - By the assistance of this man they got a bed and bed-clothes carried in the night to the burying-place, a vault under ground at Polwarth church, a mile from the house, where he was concealed a month, and had only for light an open slit at one end, through which nobody could see what was below. She went every night by herself, at midnight, to carry him victuals and drink, and stayed with him as long as she could to get home before day.
Page 157 - What lady's that, to whom he gently bends ? Who knows her not ? ah ! those are Wortley's eyes ! How art thou honour'd, number'd with her friends, For she distinguishes the good and wise.