Blair Collection > Cuairtear nan gleann âo Mhâairt 1840 [-March 1843]

1841.1 Sgeula Firinneach mu aon do na Cnmhnantalch. 275
niuineal, agiis pliog" e i, agus an sin a pluiisdein beag a bha aice air
a li-uclid. 'Na dlieigli sin, pliog e Seonaid bheagf. " Slan leat', a
cliuilt'iui mo cl)i-idlie," ars' esan. " Tlioir tliiisa do cliridlie agus
do lainh do Dliia; iarr air do stiuradli, eaib tlui feiii ris, agtis bi
dleasnach do d' mliatiiair." Tbainig reaclid 'na nihuineal. Shil a
dheoir. Mu dlieireadli, thog e a dlia laimh ri neainh, agus, ag
aniliarc suas, tliuhliairt e — " Guin bn beannaicbte gu robli tbusa,
O Spioraid Naoimh I a tha nis a' laldiairt barrachd soiais ri m'anani
na dirfhiosraich mi riabli ! Ciod c db.nnbsa a nis na's urrainn
jno naimlidean a dheanamli ?*' " Bi tosd !" arsa Claverhoitse ; " na
cluiniieain diog tuille macli a d' bbenl. A nail," ars' esan ; " seis-
ear agaibb !" 's e 'labbairt ris na saigbdearan, " A nail air a'
mbionaid! agus loisgildi air an duine so." Acb cba robb so 'nan
comas ; sheas iad air an ais Je h-uambas. Gliabli Claverhoitse
eagal gu'n robb iad gu ar-a-macb a dlieanamb 'na agbaidb. Thar-
ruing e dag a macb o 'cbrios tein ; tbarruing e dlutii air an duine
bbeannaichte ; loisg e air; cbuir e peileir troimh 'eancbainn, agus
tbuit e marbh air an lar ! !
Tbionndaidb na saigbdearan air falbb an cinn o gbniomb co
oillteil ; acb esan, beisd nam beisdean ! tboisicb e ri fala-dba.
dlieanamb dbe, agus ri focbaid aijus fanoid air a' bbanntraich
tbursaicb, corp a fir a nis sinte 'iia fbuil aig ceann a thigbe fein,
acb 'auam le Criosd anns na flaitbeas arda.
" Ciod a nis," arsa Claverhouse ri h-Iseabal, 's a dilleacbdan
maotb a' sgriacbail leis an oillt — " ciod do bbarail a nis air do
cbeile posda?" Blia ise, mo thruaigbe! a' trusadb eancbainn agus
full a fir, ag osnaicb gu trom, acb gun fhacall as a ceann.
" Labbair !"' arsa'n duine uamhasacb ; " labbair ! Tog do cbeann,
agus innis doinb ciod a nis do bbarail air do cbeile." Tbog i a
ceann. " Alata," ars' Iseabal, " bha barail mbatb agam air riamb ;
acb a nis tba barail ni's airde 's ni's fearr agam air na bba agam
riamb roimbe." " 'Ne sin a tha tbu 'g radb ?" ars' esan, " a bbean
gun cbiall, gun naire! 'S beag a bbeireadb orm do leagail a'd
chorp marbh r'a thaobb !'' " Mata," ars' ise gu ciiiin, " nam
biodh sin air a cheadacbadb dbuit, is dearbb-cbinnteach mi gu
bheil do mbi-cbneasdacbd agus do bhuirbe annad na leigeadh leat
a dlieanamb ; acb ciamar a flireagras tu airson gniomb na maidne
so?" A dh'aindeoin a chridbe, bha olllt agus eagal air, ged a
dlrfheuch e a cbleitli. " A flireagras mi,"' ars' esan, " do thaobb
so! Na biodh curam ortsa. 'S furasda freagairt air a slion do
dhaoine ; agus a thaobb Diie, gabbaidh mi esan a'm laimb fein !"
O I cainnt an uambais I
Air dha so a radh, cliuir e spuir an cliatbacb an eicli air an robli
e ; tliar e as, agus a cliuid saigbdearan 'na dheigh.
Chruinnicii ise, a' blianntrach thruagh, eancbainn agus fuil a fir
mar a b'fhearr a b'urrainn di. Sliuain i tiithailte anairt mu
'cbeann ; nigh i a lamhan ; agus sbuidli i 'n sin, a' tuireadh 's a'