J. J. Bell

Name: Wee Macgreegor — Chapter 15
Author: J. J. Bell

Wee Macgreegor — Chapter 15 (1903)

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“Wee Macgreegor — Chapter 15”, published in 1903, is a work by J. J. Bell. It explores elements such as Macgregor, Katie and Willie Thomson.

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J. J. Bell, Wee Macgreegor — Chapter 15 (1903)

“ On one occasion he had chased away a small dog which in a playful mood had caused her much alarm, and since then she had regarded him in the light of a hero, and had somewhat embarrassed him with her attentions, for Macgregor was sorely afraid of the chaff of his boy friends, who, with the exception of his chum, Willie Thomson, were not slow to make jeering observations when they caught him in the company of his admirer, Therefore, as a rule, he passed her without speaking, or at most with a hurried and awkward reply to her shy but eager remark, made in the fond hope of interesting him. ”

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J. J. Bell, Wee Macgreegor — Chapter 15 (1903)

“ Macgregor caught him a nice thwack over the knuckles, causing him to drop the barrow; but a moment later the valiant one was in the other's clutches and being cruelly cuffed.
Katie could bear no more. With a cry of childish wrath, she fell upon the bully from behind, and put in some really effective work with her hands and feet. Still, the battle might have been to the strong had not Willie Thomson appeared upon the scene. Willie was not muscular, but he had an idea. Signing to Katie to keep clear, he suddenly grabbed the bully's right leg, and brought him to the ground with Macgregor on top. ”

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J. J. Bell, Wee Macgreegor — Chapter 15 (1903)

“ Little Katie looked up in terror. "I'm no' wantin' him to hurl me," she cried to Macgregor, who was white and angry.
"She's no' wantin' ye to hurl her," he said to the bully, who had already grabbed one of the handles.
"I'll gi'e her a faur quicker hurl nor you," said the bully, with an ugly laugh. "Louse yer haun'!"
"I'll no'!"
"I'll shin gar ye louse it."
"I'm no' wantin' to len' ye ma barra," said Macgregor.
Katie rose to her feet. "Dinna len' him it," she said, making a face at the tormentor. ”

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J. J. Bell, Wee Macgreegor — Chapter 15 (1903)

“ Ye're greetin' because ye're a lassie. Lassies is aye greetin'."
"They are no' aye greetin'!" she exclaimed, in a flash of indignation. But she was a gentle little soul, and she could not be cross with her hero. "I'll no' greet again," she said, humbly. "An' I wud like a hurl in yer nice barra, if ye please." She was too young to know, and he was too young to see the beauty of her eyes at that moment, but they looked at each other, and their friendship became less one-sided than it had been so far.
"Sit doon in the barra, Katie," said Macgregor, graciously. ”

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J. J. Bell, Wee Macgreegor — Chapter 15 (1903)

“ Macgregor spat on his hands. "Wud ye like anither hurl?" he asked.
"Ay, wud I. Am I no' ower heavy?"
"Ye're no' heavy ava'. Get into the barra, an' I'll hurl ye to the ither corner. It's faurer."
Away they went again on a journey even more delightful than the first. Children scattered before them, and grown-up people hurriedly skipped against the wall or into the gutter, their varied remarks being unheard or unheeded.
"Ye're awfu' kind!" said Katie, when they stood at the close-mouth once more.
"Och, it's naethin' ava'," returned Macgregor, hot and happy. ”

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J. J. Bell, Wee Macgreegor — Chapter 15 (1903)

“ Ither laddies is no' as kind."
"Ay, but ye' re rale kind yersel'. An' ye're no' as daft as ither lassies."
It was a rare compliment, and Katie appreciated it too deeply for words. At the end of half a minute she said, softly, "I like ye unco weel.... Dae ye like me?"
"Ay," admitted Macgregor.
"Dae ye like me unco weel?"
"Ay. Wull I gi'e ye anither hurl?"
Katie nodded and beamed upon him. She took her place in the barrow, and Macgregor was just about to start off when a heavy paw was laid upon his shoulder, and a disagreeable voice said, "Len's yer barra, an' I'll gi'e the lassie a hurl." ”

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J. J. Bell, Wee Macgreegor — Chapter 15 (1903)

“ What a splendid thing it was to be "hurled" by her hero!
"Ye're an awfu' strong laddie," she observed, admiringly.
"Ay, I'm gey strong," he returned, trying not to pant.
"It wis awfu' nice!" she murmured, with a little sigh. ”

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