Surely to take
and withhold from any woman her child, must be to do what was possible
toward dividing her from the unseen and eternal! And he saw that, for the
sake of his own child also, and the truth in her, both she and he must make
every possible endeavour to restore the child to his mother.
So the next time that Maggie brought the crowing infant to the kitchen, her
father, who sat as usual under the small window, to gather upon his work
all the light to be had, said, with one quick glance at the child--
"Eh, the bonny, glaid cratur! Wha can say 'at sic as he, 'at haena the twa
in ane to see til them, getna frae Himsel a mair partic'lar and carefu'
regaird, gien that war poassible, than ither bairns! I would fain believe
that same!"
"Eh, father, but ye aye think bonny!" exclaimed Maggie. "Some hae been
dingin 't in upo me 'at sic as he maist aye turn oot onything but weel,
whan they step oot intil the warl. Eh, but we maun tak care o' 'im, father!
Whaur _would_ I be wi'oot you at my back!"
"And God at the back o' baith, bairn!" rejoined the soutar.
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