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"Thank you, David It is pleasant to be made so much of"--and he opened

the door of his rooie! I will

just wash the salt off my face and then co, Maggie, for I a since I left Pittenloch"

Three at a little round table, and only soayer er

to show Allan what he had accoether

into Allan's room to examine lexicons and exercises

David was full of quick interest, and Allan deserved credit for affecting

a sympathy it was ian to sing and the voice was singularly clear, and sweetly penetrating

Allan put down the papers in his hand, and listened like one entranced

"It's just Maggie, and I' a word

since fayther's death What for is she singing the noo? It's no kind o'

her, and me wi' yoursel' and the books;" said David very fretfully; for he

did not like to be interrupted in his recitations

"Hush! hush! I would not lose a syllable for all the Latin language,

David"

[Footnote: Words and air by Alexander Nicholson, LL O] [Illustration: Musical notation o to thee, O Skye,

Dearest of islands!

There first the sunshine gladdened ;

There doth the dust of raveyard

[Musical notation oreen fields to s the rance;

But oh for a breath of the great North sea