Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 10

Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 10

The First-Foot, (John Mackay Wilson) The Romance of the Siege of Perth, (Alexander Leighton) The Professor's Tales, (Professor Thomas Gillespie) Peat-casting Time The Medal The Meeting at St Boswell's, (Oliver Richardson) The Story of May Darling, (John Francis Smith) I Canna Be Fashed; Or, Willie Grant's Confessions, (John Mackay Wilson) Tales of the East Neuk of Fife, (Matthew Forster Conolly) The Castle of Crail; Or, King David and Maude The Legend of the Church of Abercrombie The Romance of the May Caleb Crabbin, (Alexander Leighton) The Serjeant's Tales, (John Howell) The Imprudent Marriage The Bewildered Student, (John Bethune)] The Crooked Comyn, (Alexander Leighton) Notwithstanding the shortness of their days, the bitterness of their frosts, and the fury of their storms, December and January are merry months. First comes old Christmas, shaking his hoary locks, belike, in the shape of snow-drift, and laughing, well-pleased, beneath his crown of mistletoe, over the smoking sirloin and the savoury goose. There is not a child on the south side of the Borders who longs not for the coming of merry Christmas: it is their holiday of holidays, their season of play and of presents; and old and young shake hands with Christmas, and with each other. And even on the northern side of "the river," and "the ideal line by fancy drawn," which "divide the sister kingdoms," there are thousands who welcome and forget not "blithe Yule Day." Next comes the New Yearthe bottle, the hot pint, and the first-footand we might notice, also, Hansel Monday, and "Auld Hansel Monanday," which follow in their wake, and keep up the merriment till the back of January is broken. But our business at present is with the first-foot, and we must hold. It matters not on what side of the Borders it may beand northward the feeling extends far beyond the Bordersthere is a mysterious, an ominous importance attached to the individual who first crosses the threshold, after the clock has struck twelve at midnight, on the 31st of December, or who is the first-foot in a house after the New Year has begun. The first-foot stamps the "luck" of the housethe good fortune or the evil fortune of its inmates throughout the year! But to begin with our story. There was not a person on all the Borders, nor yet in all Scotland, who attached more importance to the first-foot than Nelly Rogers. Nelly was a very worthy, kind-hearted, yea, even sensible sort of woman; but a vein of superstition ran through her sense: she had imbibed a variety of "auld-warld notions" in infancy, and, as she grew up, they became a part of her creed. She did not exactly believe that ghosts and apparitions existed in her day, but she was perfectly sure they had existed, and had been seen; she was sure, also, there was something in dreams, and she was positive there was a great deal in the luckiness or unluckiness of a first-foot; she had remarked it in her own experience thirty times, and, she said, "it was o' nae use attempting to argue her out o' what she had observed hersel." Nelly was the wife of one Richard Rogers, a respectable farmer, whose farmhouse stood by the side of the post-road between Kelso and Lauder. They had a family of several children; but our business is with the eldest, who was called George, and who had the misfortune to receive, both from his parents and their neighbours, the character of being a genius. This is a very unfortunate character to give to any one who has a fortune to make in the world, as will be seen when we come to notice the history of George the Geniusfor such was the appellation by which he was familiarly mentioned. Now, it was the last night of the old yearGeorge was about twelve years of age, and, because he was their first-born, and, moreover, because he was a genius, he was permitted to sit with his father and his mother, and a few friends, who had come to visit them, to see the old year out, and the New Year in. The cuckoo clock struck twelve, and the company rose, shook hands, wished each other a happy new year, and, in a bumper, drank, "May the year that's awa be the warst o' our lives." ......Buy Now (To Read More)

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Ebook Number: 34148
Author: Wilson, John Mackay
Release Date: Oct 27, 2010
Format: eBook
Language: English

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Editor: Leighton, Alexander, 1800-1874