4.
Thig ail fhren a mach le tutaist—or,
Truth will come out with misfortune.
5.
Thig math a mulad.
Good comes out of sadness.
6.
"Après moi le deluge." In Gaelic,
Nuair Chios mise thall, gearr an drochaid.
Break the bridge when I have got over it.
7.
Yesterday, a woman said to me of a poor girl dying slowly of consumption, —"Oh, poor lassie, I am thinking she is just passing her time."
8.
An indifferent matter is like the Sunday-plucked herb; it does neither good nor harm: or, "Mar lus au' donaich gun auhath na dolaihd aun."
9.
Green are the hillocks that are far distant.
A Rhyme.
Ka falbh diluan,
Lua gluais di mairt
Tha dicendein craobhach,
Is tha dirdavin dilach
Di-h, aoue cha'n 'eile buag hail
'S cha dual dhurt falbh a mairach.
Say this to any one leaving on Saturday.
An Evil Proverb.
"Math air seaun duine, math air fall duine, is math air beanaibh beagh, tri mathau cailte."—Namely,
Good done to an old man, a bad man, and a little infant, are three goods cast away.
