Now my friend Sandie is not a scholarly person, and has never received that questionable blessing, a college education.
What if Sandie died, and she had not sent for the doctor, not done all that could have been done?
I murmured in Sandie's ear, 'to be hopelessly lost, and to find this!'
You understood just now, said he, when you told Sandie his faith was making him well.
I was just a bairn, an' clum in Sandie's boat, whaur I thoucht I would see the best of the employ.
But cant you get God to make them all know what Sandie knows now?
When he had come to her, ‘Sandie,’ says she, ‘what is this you have done to my brother William?’
I took him up to Sandie, because Sandies temperature had gone down.
Sandie explained who we were and how we had chanced to intrude upon her in such an untimely hour.
"It looks unco like a body," quo' Sandie, who was nearer in.