Snodgrass, take heed lest ye fall; we maun all lay it to heart; but
I hope the trooper is still within the jurisdiction of church
censures. She shouldna be spairt. Nae doubt, the fault lies with
her, and it is that I am going to search; yea, as with a lighted
candle."
Mr. Snodgrass expressed his inability to understand to what Mrs.
Glibbans alluded, and a very long and interesting disclosure took
place, the substance of which may be gathered from the following
letter; the immediate and instigating cause of the lady's journey to
Garnock being the alarming intelligence which she had that day
received of Mr. Craig's servant-damsel Betty having, by the style
and title of Mrs. Craig, sent for Nanse Swaddle, the midwife, to
come to her in her own case, which seemed to Mrs. Glibbans nothing
short of a miracle, Betty having, the very Sunday before, helped the
kettle when she drank tea with Mr. Craig, and sat at the room door,
on a buffet-stool brought from the kitchen, while he performed
family worship, to the great solace and edification of his visitor.
LETTER XXI
The Rev. Z.
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