The Standard Bearer
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Crockett Samuel Rutherford. The Standard Bearer
THE FOREWORD
CHAPTER I. THE YEAR TERRIBLE
CHAPTER II. THE BLOOD OF THE MARTYRS
CHAPTER III. THE LITTLE LADY OF EARLSTOUN
CHAPTER IV. MY SISTER ANNA
CHAPTER V. I CONSTRUCT A RAFT
CHAPTER VI. ACROSS THE MOONLIGHT
CHAPTER VII. MY BROTHER HOB
CHAPTER VIII. THE MUSTER OF THE HILL FOLK
CHAPTER IX. I MEET MARY GORDON FOR THE SECOND TIME
CHAPTER X. THE BLUE BANNER IS UP
CHAPTER XI. THE RED GRANT
CHAPTER XII. THE LASS IN THE KIRKYARD
CHAPTER XIII. MY LADY OF PRIDE
CHAPTER XIV. THE TALE OF MESS HAIRRY
CHAPTER XV. ALEXANDER-JONITA
CHAPTER XVI. THE CORBIES AT THE FEAST
CHAPTER XVII. THE BONNY LASS OF EARLSTOUN
CHAPTER XVIII. ONE WAY OF LOVE
CHAPTER XIX. ANOTHER WAY OF LOVE
CHAPTER XX. MUTTERINGS OF STORM
CHAPTER XXI. THE EYES OF A MAID
CHAPTER XXII. THE ANGER OF ALEXANDER-JONITA
CHAPTER XXIII. AT BAY
CHAPTER XXIV. MARY GORDON’S LAST WORD
CHAPTER XXV. BEHIND THE BROOM
CHAPTER XXVI. JEAN GEMMELL’S BARGAIN WITH GOD
CHAPTER XXVII. RUMOUR OF WAR
CHAPTER XXVIII. ALEXANDER-JONITA’S VICTORY
CHAPTER XXIX. THE ELDERS OF THE HILL FOLK
CHAPTER XXX. SILENCE IS GOLDEN
CHAPTER XXXI. THE FALL OF EARLSTOUN
CHAPTER XXXII. LOVE OR DUTY
CHAPTER XXXIII. THE DEMONIAC IN THE GARRET
CHAPTER XXXIV. THE CURSING OF THE PRESBYTERY
CHAPTER XXXV. LIKE THE SPIRIT OF A LITTLE CHILD
CHAPTER XXXVI. THE STONE OF STUMBLING
CHAPTER XXXVII. FARE YOU WELL!
CHAPTER XXXVIII “I LOVE YOU, QUINTIN!”
CHAPTER XXXIX. THE LAST ROARING OF THE BULL
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This is what I, Quintin MacClellan, saw on the grassy summit of the Bennan – a thing which, being seen and overpast in an hour, changed all my life, and so in time by the grace of God and the chafe of circumstances made me for good or evil the man I am.
I was a herd laddie at the time, like David, keeping my father’s flocks and kicking up my heels among the collie tykes, with many another shepherd-boy in the wide moorish parishes of Minnigaff, Dalry and the Kells.
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“Restless tykes!” I muttered irritably, striking right and left at the dogs with my staff. “De’il take you, silly beasts that ye are!”
“Ouf-f!” said Ashie, warningly as before, but from a safer distance, his nose pointing directly away from the hefting lambs. Gray said nothing, but uncovered her shining teeth a little further and cocked her ears more directly towards the summit of the Bennan behind me.
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