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go to the field for their father, neither oi them stirred a step.
"Do you not hear your mother speaking to you?" said Mr Stewart, in a tone of authority. The eldest coloured, and hung down her head; the younger girl looked in his face with a stupid stare, but neither of them made any answer.
"Ye'll gang, I ken, my dear," said Mrs MacClarty, addressing herself to the younger; "O ay, I ken ye'll gang like a good bairn, Jean."
Jean looked at her sister; and Mrs MacClarty, ashamed of their disobedience, but still willing to palliate the faults which her own indulgence had created, said, "that indeed they never liked to leave her, poor things! they were so bashful; but that in time they would do weel eneugh."
"They will never do well if they disobey their mother," said Mr Stewart; "you ought to teach your children to obey you, Mrs MacClarty, for their sakes, as well as for your own. Take my word
