THE "BESSES" AND SANDY.
‘•I wis seein' the ‘Besses' when ye wis awa, Janet.” “You were what ?” ‘‘Aye ; scein' the ‘Besses.’ I didna miss ye sac much when ye went for yer holiday lac Clyde. Na ! I- went near every nicht ! Whit arc ye glowerin’ at. ?” ‘‘A line thing for an old man like you to be doing when your wife’s away ! ” “Imph’in ! Aw, but they’re splendid—jist beautiful —fair lovely ! I never enjoyed masel’ sae much !” ‘‘Oh, indeed ! And might. I ask whose Bossies (hoy were ? Perhaps you mean old Peter Peerio’s long, spindle-shanked, red-faced, dowdy daughter, and that cousin of hers—if her name's Bessie, too —I thought better of you. I ” ‘■‘WhecS'kt, wheesht, wiunmin ! Ye’re gottin’ glaikct ! Div yo mean that ye didna hear o’ the Besses when ye were awa’ ?” '' i did not . I had more to interest me than the galivantins of an old man like you. But men are a’ alike. They’re sugar an' cream when you're there, but when your back’s turned it's ‘Out of sight, out of mind.’ I know them !” ‘‘Div ye think Inn daft eneuch an’ sae faur forfochcn as tae traik aboot aukl Poorie’s lassies ? No me ! It's a Bairn, wtimmin !” “A what?” “Aye, a Brass Baun ! Besses o’ the Barn they ca’ it.”
“A fine thing ! Are they all lassies ? What with lassie lawyers and doctors and pull-your-teclh folks, what d'ye call them ? —aye, dentists, an’ the like, ami now a women's Brass Band, it beats all !’’ '“JEasy, Janet, easy ! The Besses are men.”
“Men ! How ? Isn’t Bessie a woman’s name? Any excuse will do!’’ “Janet, it’s the greatest Brass Band in the world ! An’ Ihc-y come frae Lancashire or Yorkshire, or some it her place whore thay hayena sense tae gic them decent names.” “The 'greatest' ? That’s a big thing to say.” “Well, Janet, it wis as g'reat as ‘Cock o’ the North Tea.’ an’ that’s aboot it—hoi cl an’ shouthers ower a’ the rest o’ its like.” “Indeed.” “Aye ; an’ whites when they cam’ dash, dash, wi’ the big trumpets, thinks I, that’s like the fine strength o’ Honfdai-Lanka ! Then comes the weo, delicate ‘deodle-deedlcs’ an’ the -'twirlcy-whirlies'— thinks T, that s like the sweet an’ fragrant an’ mellow flavour that’s in the 'Cook o' the North.’ ” “you’re a funny man, Sandy ; but it’s quite true that Cock o' the North is a great tea. It saves us many a shilling ; it's so rich and goes so far. Come on !” “The “Bossies’' lassies ! Oh, my, Janet, but you’re a jealous ane “Be quiet, will you !'- 1 Exeunt onanes.
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THE "BESSES" AND SANDY., Southern Cross, Volume 14, Issue 50, 9 February 1907
THE "BESSES" AND SANDY. Southern Cross, Volume 14, Issue 50, 9 February 1907
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