<> Hanna152 Part Two Linen Hall Library 1951 Linen Hall Library Thursday, April 7, 2016 TIFF Hanna152 Manuscript Bridie, Gifts English https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/hanna152 Linen Hall Library Linen Hall Library Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/sites/default/files/Hanna152_0.jpg LHL Archive 146 Agnes shook her head impatiently. "I did not.” "And why for not?” persisted Hamilton, as she lifted up Andrew. "I went into Bridie’s and told her that ye bid Con to Rathard for Andra’s birthday. ’That's kindly o' Mr Echlin,' says she, ’but I'm no sure he can go. His da's no at home.' And then she goes lilting round the house and making no shift to wipe the wean's face. 'Bridie,' says I, 'leave over your fooling like a good woman, and answer me - is the wean coming or no? 'Ach, Agnes,' says she, 'sure I havena a clean jersey to put on the cratur.' But I could see by the look o' her that it was only a put-off. 'Peh,' says I and left her." "Maybe you’re satisfied now" cried Sarah, her eyes bright with anger. "Maybe the wean hadna a clean Jersey for all my knowing or your knowing," returned Hamilton calmly, and said no more about.it. But this initial unpleasantness was soon forgotten, and they sat down to the birthday tea. The young Andrew sat at the head of the table in his grandfather's great rope-bottomed chair and had three slices of deil's bun, a dark rich bread flavoured with treacle, spice and fruit, and usually kept for Hallowe’en. After the tea the gifts, Agnes brought him an old silver caddy spoon with which to sup his porridge; Petie gave him a money-box made from a cows horn; Sarah hanselled him by dropping a brand new shilling into his breek’s pocket; Hamilton gave him a carved boretree whistle, and,Frank, slipping out mysteriously amid all the gift-giving, came back again leading a black-nosed, delicate-footed kid. "What d'ye say to that now, son?" asked Sarah. Text