THE LASS IN THE SHOP
In Galloway, if you find an eldest son of the same name as his father,…
THE HEMPIE’S LOVE STORY
This is the somewhat remarkable story the Hempie told my wife as she sat sewing…
THE GATE OF THE UPPER GARDEN
For the first six months that Gibby the Eel, otherwise the Reverend Gilbert Denholm, M.A.,…
THE BLUE EYES OF AILIE
When first I went to Cairn Edward as a medical man on my own account,…
PETERSON’S PATIENT
When I go out on the round of a morning I generally take John with…
TADMOR IN THE WILDERNESS
The calm and solemn close of a stormy day—that is the impression which the latter…
MY FATHER’S LOVE STORY
When I am putting together family stories, new and old, I may as well tell…
LOWE’S SEAT
Elspeth did not mean to go to Lowe’s Seat. She had indeed no business there.…
JAIMSIE
As I drove home the other day I saw that old lazybones Jacob Irving seated…
DOCTOR GIRNIGO’S ASSISTANT
“Off, ye lendings!” said Gibby the Eel to his heather-mixture knicker-bocker suit, on the day…