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Jeanie Wilson, the Lily of Lammermoor [Signed J.D.
Jeanie Wilson the Lily of Lammermoor Signed JD Author:James Dodds General Books publication date: 2009 Original publication date: 1876 Notes: This is a black and white OCR reprint of the original. It has no illustrations and there may be typos or missing text. When you buy the General Books edition of this book you get free trial access to Million-Books.com where you can select from more than a million book... more »s for free. Excerpt: 0 CHAPTER III. A MODERN COVENANTING SCENE. ' Just by such brooks A little glen is sometimes scooped, a plat With greensward gay, and flowers that strangers seem Amid the heathery wild that all around Fatigues the eye ; in solitudes like these, Thy persecuted children, Scotia, foiled A tyrant's and a bigot's bloody laws.' ; BOUT a fortnight after the date of Mr. Kerr's journey across the Lammermoors, one Saturday night, before he ' took the book,' that is, conducted family worship, Robert Wilson informed his wife that, if the following day were fine, he intended to worship with an 'outed congregation' on the other side of the hill. ' What congregation is that ?' inquired Mrs. Wilson, as she sat busily knitting a stocking by the glancing fireside. 'The congregation of Hunterton, that with its minister left the Auld Kirk at the Disruption, and meets every Sabbath for worship in the open air. They tell me there are a good mony congregations o' the kind just now throughout Scotland.' ' That puts me in mind o' Covenanting times,' observed Mrs. Wilson. ' But why, Robert,' she continued, 'should ye gang sic a lang road to worship wi' people ye ken naething aboot, when ye can hear a guid sermon from our ain minister not so far away ?' ' Weel, guidwife,' said Robert,' I have just taken it into my head to see the folk that have come out o' the Establishment for conscience sake, and to show my sympathy wi' them. A field preaching speaks o' the auld times we read o', and does ane guid. The joyful sound is never sweeter than on a hillside, where you can hear the cry of the plover, or in a shelt...« less