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the pipes, I'm thinkin'"

"Very!"

"Eh, Peter, man! if it wasna' for the lassie, I'd no hae the

heart tae leave ye Ye'll no be forgettin' the 'Wullie Wallace

Lament'?"

"Never!" said I

"Oh, ain,

forbye there's nae man--Hielander nor Lowlander--has juist the

trick o' the 'warblers' like ain i' this warld, man, Peter But I'll aye think o'

ye--away there in Glenure, when I play the 'Wullie Wallace' bit

tune--I'll aye think o' ye, Peter,past each other into the

deepening shadows

"Peter," said he at last, "it's no a vera genteel present tae be

makin' ye, I doot," and he held up the battered shoes "They're

unco worn, an' wi' a clout here an' there, ye'll notice, but the

buckles are guid siller, an' I hae naething else to gi'e ye Ay,

man! but it's many a weary mile I've marched in these at the head

o' the Ninety-Second, an' it's h--Vittoria, Salamanca, Talavera, tae Quatre Bras an'

Waterloo; tak' 'em, Peter, tak' 'ei'e us a grup o' ye hand Gude keep

ye, Peter, man!"