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EDMONSTON AND DOUGLAS.

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RAB

AND HIS FRIENDS.

BY JOHN BROWN, M.D.

FOURTH EDITION.

EDINBURGH:
EDMONSTON AND DOUGLAS.
1864.






TO JOHN HEUGH,
OF FIRWOOD, ALDERLEY EDGE, CHESHIRE,

MY OWN AND MY FATHER’S FRIEND

THIS ILLUSTRATED EDITION

IS AFFECTIONATELY INSCRIBED.






PREFACE

Four years ago, my uncle, the Rev. Dr. Smith of Biggar,
asked me to give a lecture in my native village, the shrewd little
capital of the Upper Ward. I never lectured before; I have
no turn for it; but Avunculus was urgent, and I had an odd
sort of desire to say something to these strong-brained, primitive
people of my youth, who were boys and girls when I left them.
I could think of nothing to give them. At last I said to myself,
“Tl tell them Ailie’s story.” I had often told it to myself; indeed
it came on me at intervals almost painfully, as if demanding to be
told, as if I heard Rab whining at the door to get in or out,—

“ Whispering how meek and gentle he could be ;”
or as if James was entreating me on his deathbed to tell all the
world what his Ailie was. But it was easier said than done. I
tried it over and over, in vain. At last, after a happy dinner at
Hanley—why are the dinners always happy at Hanley ?—and a
drive home alone through

“ The gleam, the shadow, and the peace supreme”
of a midsummer night, I sat down about twelve and rose at four,



viii PREFACE.

having finished it. I slunk off to bed, satisfied and cold. I don't
think I made almost any changes in it. I read it to the Biggar
. folk in the school-house, very frightened, and felt I was reading it
ill, and their honest faces intimated as much in their affectionate
puzzled looks, I gave it on my return home, to some friends, who
liked the story; and the first idea was to print it, as now, with
illustrations, on the principle of Rogers’ joke, “that it would be
dished except for the plates.”

My willing and gifted friends, Lady Trevelyan, Mrs. Blackburn,
George Harvey, and Noel Paton, made sketches, all of which,
except Lady Trevelyan’s, are given now—her expressive drawing
of the carrier on his way home across the snow, being unsuitable,
from my words having led her astray as to the locality. Her sketch
was of a bleak, open country, and you saw, quite small but full of
expression, the miserable man urging the amazed Jess along the
muffled road—the smallness of the family party, and the knowledge
of what was concentrated there, the sleeping, cold, uncaring expanse
of nature made it quick with pathetic life.

But I got afraid of the public, and paused. Meanwhile, some
good friend said Rab might be thrown in among the other idle hours,
and so he was; and it is a great pleasure to me to think how
many new friends he got.

I was at Biggar the other day, and some of the good folks told
me, with a grave smile peculiar to that region, that when Rab came



PREFACE. ix

to them in print he was so good that they wouldn’t believe he was
the same Rab I had delivered in the school-room—a testimony to
my vocal powers of impressing the multitude somewhat conclusive.

Mr. Harvey’s big dog is ot a portrait of Rab, it is that of a
huge, tawny old fellow, as big, and as grand, and as good as he.
He was nineteen when painted lying “careless diffused.” His
mother was a fawn-coloured Newfoundland, and his father a blood-
hound.

I like to think that the children’s heads so delicately rendered
by Mr. Lumb Stocks have among them my dear friend the artist's
Parvula and my own ; I must not say how long it was ago. I need
not add that this little story is, in all essentials, true, though, if I
were Shakspeare, it might be curious to point out where phantasy
tried her hand, sometimes where least suspected.

It has been objected to it as a work of art, that there is too
much pain ; and many have said to me, with some bitterness, “ Why
did you make me suffer so?” But I think of my father’s answer
when I told him this, “And why shouldn’t they suffer? she suffered ;
it will do them good; for pity, genuine pity, is, as old Aristotle
says, ‘of power to purge the mind.’” And though in all works of
art there should be a plus of delectation, the ultimate overcoming of
evil and sorrow by good and joy—the end of all art being pleasure,—
whatsoever things are lovely first, and things that are true and of

good report afterwards in their turn--still there is a pleasure, one of
B



x PREFACE.

the strangest and strongest in our nature, in imaginative suffering
_with and for others,—

“In the soothing thoughts that spring
Out of human suffering ;”

for sympathy is worth nothing, is, indeed, not itself, unless it has in
it somewhat of personal pain. It is the hereafter that gives to

. “the touch of a vanish'd hand,
And the sound of a voice that is still,”

its own infinite meaning. Our hearts and our understandings follow
Ailie and her “ain man” into that world where there is no pain,
where no one says, “I am sick.” What is all the philosophy of
Cicero, the wailings of Catullus, and the gloomy playfulness of
Horace’s endless variations on “Let us eat and drink,” with its
terrific “for,” to the simple faith of the carrier and his wife in “I
am the Resurrection and the Life.”

I think I can hear from across the fields of sleep and other years,
Ailie’s sweet, dim, wandering voice trying to say —

Our bonnie bairn’s there, John,
She was baith gude and fair, John,
And we grudged her sair, John,
To the land o’ the leal.
But sorrow’s sel’ wears past, John,
The joys are comin’ fast, John,
The joys that aye shall last, John,
In the land o’ the leal.



LIST OF

RAB-—SIC JACEBAT,

JESS IN HER STABLE,
AILIE DEAD,

JAMES AND HIS BURDEN,
RAB'S GRAVE,

“HIS COMPANIONS,”

PLATES.







RAB AND HIS FRIENDS.

Pee ec years ago, Bob Ainslie and I were coming

up Infirmary Street from the High School, our heads together,
and our arms intertwisted, as only lovers and boys know how,
or why.

When we got to the top of the street, and turned north,
we espied a crowd at the Tron Church “A dog-fight!”
shouted Bob, and was off; and so was I, both of us all but
praying that it might not be over before we got up! And is not
this boy-nature? and human nature too? and don’t we all wish
a house on fire not to be out before we see it? Dogs like
fighting ; old Isaac says they “delight” in it, and for the best
of all reasons; and boys are not cruel because they like to
see the fight. They see three of the great cardinal virtues of
dog or man—courage, endurance, and skill-—in intense action.
This is very different from a love of making dogs fight, and enjoy-
ing, and aggravating, and making gain by their pluck. A boy
—be he ever so fond himself of fighting, if he be a good boy,



14 RAB AND HIS FRIENDS.

hates and despises all this, but he would have run off with Bob and
me fast enough : it is a natural, and a not wicked interest, that all
boys and men have in witnessing intense energy in action.

Does any curious and finely-ignorant woman wish to know
how Bob’s eye at a glance announced a dog-fight to his brain ?
He did not, he could not see the dogs fighting ; it was a flash
of an inference, a rapid induction. The crowd round a couple of
dogs fighting, is a crowd masculine mainly, with an occasional
active, compassionate woman, fluttering wildly round the outside,
and using her tongue and her hands freely upon the men, as so

9

many “brutes ;” it is a crowd annular, compact, and mobile; a
crowd centripetal, having its eyes and its heads all bent downwards
and inwards, to one common focus.

Well, Bob and I are up, and find it is not over: a small
thoroughbred, white bull-terrier, is busy throttling a large shep-
herd’s dog, unaccustomed to war, but not to be trifled with. They

. are hard at it; the scientific little fellow doing his work in great
style, his pastoral enemy fighting wildly, but with the sharpest
of teeth and a great courage. Science and breeding, however, soon
had their own; the Game Chicken, as the premature Bob called
him, working his way up, took his final grip of poor Yarrow’s throat,

-and he lay gasping and done for. His master, a brown, hand-
some, big young shepherd from Tweedsmuir, would have liked to

have knocked down any man, would “drink up Esil, or eat a



RAB AND HIS FRIENDS. 15

crocodile,” for that part, if he had a chance: it was n6 use kicking
-the little dog; that would only make him hold the closer. Many
were the means shouted out in mouthfuls, of the best possible ways
of ending it. “Water!” but there was none near, and many cried
for it who might have got it from the well at Blackfriars Wynd.
“Bite the tail!” and a large, vague, benevolent, middle-aged man,
more desirous than wise, with some struggle got the bushy end
of Yarrow’ tail, into his ample mouth, and bit it with all his
might. This was more than enough for the much-enduring, much-
perspiring shepherd, who, with a gleam of joy over his broad
visage, delivered a terrific facer upon our large, vague, benevolent,
middle-aged friend,—who went down like a shot.

Still the Chicken holds ; death not far off. “Snuff! a pinch of
snuff!” observed a calm, highly-dressed young buck, with an eye-
glass in his eye. “Snuff, indeed!” growled the angry crowd,
affronted and glaring. “Snuff! a pinch of snuff!” again observes
the buck, but with more urgency ; whereon were produced several
open boxes, and from a mull which may have been at Culloden
he took a pinch, knelt down, and presented it to the nose of the
Chicken. The laws of physiology and of snuff take their course ;
the Chicken sneezes, and Yarrow is free !

The young pastoral giant stalks off with Yarrow in his arms,—
comforting him.

But the Bull Terrier’s blood is up, and his soul unsatisfied ; he



16 RAB AND HIS FRIENDS.

_ grips the first dog he meets, and discovering she is not a dog, in
Homeric phrase, he makes a brief sort of amende, and is off. The
boys, with Bob and me at their head, are after him: down Niddry
Street he goes, bent on mischief ; up the Cowgate like an arrow—
Bob and I, and our small men, panting behind.

There under the single arch of the South Bridge, is a huge
mastiff, sauntering down the middle of the causeway, as if with
his hands in his pockets: he is old, grey, brindled, as big as a
little Highland bull, and has the Shaksperian dewlaps shaking as
he goes.

The Chicken makes straight at him, and fastens on his throat.
To our astonishment, the great creature does nothing but stand
still, hold himself up, and roar—yes, roar; a long, serious, remon-
strative roar. How is this? Bob and I are up to them. He is
muzdled! The bailies had proclaimed a general muzzling, and his
master, studying strength and economy mainly, had encompassed
his huge jaws in a home-made apparatus, constructed out of the
leather of some ancient breechin. His mouth was open as far as
it could ; his lips curled up in rage—a sort of terrible grin; his
tecth gleaming, ready, from out the darkness ; the strap across his
mouth tense as a bowstring ; his whole frame stiff with indignation
and surprise ; his roar asking us all around, “ Did you ever see the
like of this?” He looked a statue of anger and astonishment,
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We soon had a crowd: the Chicken held on. -‘A knife!”
cried Bob ; and a cobbler gave him his knife: you know the kind
of knife, worn away obliquely to a point, and always keen. I put
its edge to the tense leather ; it ran before it; and then !—-one
sudden jerk of that enormous head, a sort of dirty mist about his
mouth, no noise,—and the bright and fierce little fellow is dropped,
limp, and dead. A solemn pause; this was more than any of us
had bargained for. I turned the little fellow over, and saw he was
quite dead; the mastiff had taken him by the small of the back
like a rat, and broken it.

He looked down at his victim appeased, ashamed, and amazed ;
snuffed him all over, stared at him, and taking a sudden thought,
turned round and trotted off. Bob took the dead dog up, and said,
“John, we'll bury him after tea.” “Yes,” said I, and “was off after
the mastiff, He made up the Cowgate at a rapid swing ; he had
forgotten some engagement. He turned up the Candlemaker Row,
and stopped at the Harrow Inn.

There was a carrier’s cart ready to start, and a keen, thin, im-
patient, black-a-vised little man, his hand at his grey horse’s head,
looking about angrily for something. “Rab, ye thief!” said he,
aiming a kick at my great friend, who drew cringing up, and avoiding
the heavy shoe with more agility than dignity, and watching his
master’s eye, slunk dismayed under the cart,—his ears down, and as

much as he had of tail down too.
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18 RAB AND HIS FRIENDS.

What a man this must be—thought I—to whom my tremendous
hero turns tail! The carrier saw the muzzle hanging, cut and
useless, from his neck, and I eagerly told him the story, which Bob
and I always thought, and still think, Homer, or King David, or Sir
Walter, alone were worthy to rehearse. The severe little man was
mitigated, and condescended to say, “ Rab, ma man, puir Rabbie,”-
whereupon the stump of a tail rose up, the ears were cocked,
the eyes filled, and were comforted ; the two friends were reconciled.
“Hupp!” and a stroke of the whip were given to Jess; and off went
the three.

Bob and I buried the Game Chicken that night (we had not
much of a tea) in the back-green of his house, in Melville Street,
No. 17, with considerable gravity and silence ; and being at the

time in the Iliad, and, like all boys, Trojans, we called him Hector,
of course.



RAB AND HIS FRIENDS. 19

IX years have passed,—a long time for a boy and a dog:
Bob Ainslie is off to the wars; I am a medical student, and
clerk at Minto House Hospital.

Rab I saw almost every week, on the Wednesday ; and we
had much pleasant intimacy. I found the way to his heart by
frequent scratching of his huge head, and an occasional bone.
When I did not notice him he would plant himself straight —
‘before me, and stand wagging that bud of a tail, and looking up, ~
with his head a little to the one side. His master I occasionally
saw ; he used to call me “ Maister John,” but was laconic as any
Spartan.

One fine October afternoon, I was leaving the Hospital, when
I saw the large gate open, and in walked Rab, with that great and
easy saunter of his. He looked as if taking general possession of
the place; like the Duke of Wellington entering a subdued city,
satiated with victory and peace. After him came Jess, now white
from age, with her cart ; and in it a woman carefully wrapped up,—
_ the carrier leading the horse anxiously, and looking back. When
he saw me, James (for his name was James Noble) made a curt
and grotesque “ boo,” and said, “Maister John, this is the mistress ;
she’s got a trouble in her breest—some kind o’ an income we're
thinkin’.”



20 RAB AND HIS FRIENDS.

By this time I saw the woman’s face ; she was sitting on a sack
filled with straw, her husband’s plaid round her, and his big-coat,
with its large white metal buttons, over her feet.

I never saw a more unforgetable face—pale, serious, lonely,’
delicate, sweet, without being at all what we call fine. She looked
sixty, and had on a mutch, white as snow, with its black ribbon ;
her silvery, smooth hair setting off her dark-grey eyes—eyes such as
one sees only twice or thrice in a lifetime, full of suffering, full
also of the overcoming of it: her eyebrows’ black and delicate, and
her mouth firm, patient, and contented, which few mouths ever are.

As I have said, I never saw a more beautiful countenance, or
one more subdued to settled quiet. “ Ailie,” said James, “this is
Maister John, the young doctor; Rab’s freend, ye ken. We often
speak aboot you, doctor.” She smiled, and made a movement, but
said nothing ; and prepared to come down, putting her plaid aside
and rising. Had Solomon, in all his glory, been handing down the
Queen of Sheba at his palace gate, he could not have done it more
daintily, more tenderly, more like a gentleman, than did James the
Howgate carrier, when he lifted down Ailie his wife. The contrast

1 It is not easy giving this look by one word ; it was expressive of her being so
much of her life alone.
2 . . . . Black brows, they say,
Become some women best ; so that there be not
Too much hair there, but in a semicircle,
Or a half-moon made with a pen.”—A Winrer’s TALE.



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of his small, swarthy, weather-beaten, keen, worldly face to hers—
pale, subdued, and beautiful—was something wonderful. Rab
looked on concerned and puzzled, but ready for anything that might
turn up,—were it to strangle the nurse, the porter, or even me.
Ailie and he seemed great friends.

“As I was sayin’, she’s got a kind o’ trouble- in her breest,
doctor ; wull ye tak’ a look at it?” We walked into the consulting-
room, all four; Rab grim and comic, willing to be happy and
confidential if cause ‘could be shown, willing also to be the reverse,
on the same terms. Ailie sat down, undid her open gown and her
lawn handkerchief round her neck, and, without a word, showed me
her right breast. I looked at and examined it carefully,—she and
James watching me, and Rab eyeing all three. What could I
say ? there it was, that had once been so soft, so shapely, so white,
so gracious and bountiful, so “full of all blessed conditions,”—hard
as a stone, a centre of horrid pain, making that pale face, with its
grey, lucid, reasonable eyes, and its sweet resolved mouth, express
the full measure of suffering overcome. Why was that gentle,
modest, sweet woman, clean and loveable, condemned by God
to bear such a burden ?

I got her away to bed. “May Rab and me bide?” said James.
“You may; and Rab, if he will behave himself.” “T’se warrant
he’s do that, doctor ;” and in slunk the faithful beast. I wish you
could have seen him. There are no such dogs now. He belonged



22 RAB AND HIS FRIENDS.

to a lost tribe. As I have said, he was brindled, and grey like
Rubislaw granite ; his hair short, hard, and close, like a lion’s; his
body thick-set, like a little bull—a sort of compressed Hercules of a
dog. He must have been ninety pounds’ weight, at the least ; he
had a large blunt head ; his muzzle black as night, his mouth blacker _
than any night, a tooth or two—being all he had—gleaming out of
his jaws of darkness. His head was scared with the records of old
wounds, a sort of series of fields of battle all over it; one eye out,
one ear cropped as close as was Archbishop Leighton’s father’s ; the
remaining eye had the power of two; and above it, and in constant
communication with it, was a tattered rag of an ear, which was for
ever unfurling itself, like an old flag; and then that bud of a tail,
about one inch long, if it could in any sense be said to be long,
heing as broad as long—the mobility, the instantaneousness of that
bud were very funny and surprising, and its expressive twinklings
and winkings, the intercommunications between the eye, the ear, and
it, were of the oddest and swiftest.

Rab had the dignity and simplicity of great size; and having
fought his way all along the road to absolute supremacy, he was as
mighty in his own line as Julius Cesar or the Duke of Wellington,
and had the gravity! of all great fighters.

1A Highland game-keeper, when asked why a certain terrier, of singular pluck,
was 80 much more sulemn than the other dogs, said, “Oh, Sir, life's full o’ sairiousness
to him—he just never can get eneuch o’ fechtin’.”



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You must have often observed the likeness of certain men to
certain animals, and of certain dogs to men. Now, I never looked
at Rab without thinking of the great Baptist preacher, Andrew
Fuller. The same large, heavy, menacing, combative, sombre,
honest countenance, the same deep inevitable eye, the same look,—
as of thunder asleep, but ready,—neither a dog nar a man to be
trifled with.

Next day, my master, the surgeon, examined Ailie. There was
no doubt it must kill her, and soon. It could be removed-— it
might never return——it would give her speedy relief—she should
have it done. She curtsied, looked at James, and said, “ When ?”
“To-morrow,” said the kind surgeon—-a man of few words. She
and James and Rab and I retired. I noticed that he and she spoke
little, but seemed to anticipate everything in each other. The
following day, at noon, the students came in, hurrying up the

great stair. At the first landing-place, on a small well-known black

1 Fuller was, in early life, when a farmer lad at Soham, famous as a boxer ; not
quarrelsome, but not without ‘the stern delight” a man of strength and courage
feels in their exercise. Dr. Charles Stewart, of Dunearn, whose rare gifts and graces
as a physician, a divine, a scholar, and a gentleman, live only in the memory of
those few who knew and survive him, liked to tell how Mr. Fuller used to say, that
when he was in the pulpit, and saw a duirdly man come along the passage, he would
instinctively draw himself up, measure his imaginary antagonist, and forecast how he
would deal with him, his hands meanwhile condensing into fists, and tending to
“aquare.” He must have been a hard hitter if he boxed as he preached—what
“The Fancy” would call an “ ugly customer.”



24 RAB AND HIS FRIENDS.

board, was a bit of paper fastened by wafers, and many remains of
old wafers beside it. On the paper were the words,—* An operation
to-day.—J. B. Clerk.”

Up.ran the youths, eager to’ secure good places : in they crowded,
full of interest and talk. “What’s the case?” “Which side
is it ?”

Don’t think them heartless; they are neither better nor worse
than you or I; they get over their professional horrors, and into
their proper work ; and in them pity, as an emotion, ending in
itself or at best in tears and a long-drawn breath, lessens,—while
pity, as a motive, is quickened, and gains power and purpose. It is
well for poor human nature that it is so.

The operating theatre is crowded ; much talk and fun, and all
the cordiality and stir of youth. The surgeon with his staff of
assistants is there. In comes Ailie; one look at her quiets and
abates the eager students. That beautiful old woman is too much
for them; they sit down, ‘and are dumb, and gaze at her. These
rough boys feel the power of her presence. She walks in quickly,
but without haste ; dressed in her mutch, her neckerchief, her white
dimity short-gown, her black bombazeen petticoat, showing her white
worsted stockings and her carpet shoes. Behind her was James with
Rab. James sat down in the distance, and took that huge and
noble head between his knees. Rab looked perplexed and dangerous ;
for ever cocking his ear and dropping it as fast.



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Ailie stepped up on a seat, and laid herself on the table, as her
friend the surgeon told her ; arranged herself, gave a rapid look at
James, shut her eyes, rested herself on me, and took my hand. The
operation was at once begun ; it was necessarily slow ; and chloro-
form—one of God’s best gifts to his suffering children—was then
unknown. The surgeon did his work. The pale face showed its
pain, but was still and silent. Rab’s soul was working within him ;
he saw that something strange was going on,—blood flowing from
his mistress, and she suffering ; his ragged ear was up, and impor-
tunate ; he growled and gave now and then a sharp impatient yelp ;
he would have liked to have done something to that man. But
James had him firm, and gave him a glower from time to time,
and an intimation of a possible kick ;—all the better for James,
it kept his eye and his mind off Ailie.

It is over: she is dressed, steps gently and decently down from
the table, looks for James ; then turning to the surgeon and the
students, she curtsies,—and in a low, clear voice, begs their pardon -
if she has behaved ill. The students—all of us—wept like children ;
the surgeon happed her up carefully,—and, resting on James and
me, Ailie went to her room, Rab following. We put her to bed. ,
James took off his heavy shoes, crammed with tackets, heel-capt
and toe-capt, and put them carefully under the table, saying,
“ Maister John, I’m for nane o’ yer strynge nurse bodies for Ailie.

Tl be her nurse, and I'll gang aboot on my stockin’ soles as canny
D



26 RAB AND HIS FRIENDS.

as pussy.” And so he did; and handy and clever, and swift and
tender as any woman, was that horny-handed, snell, peremptory
little man. Everything she got he gave her ; he seldom slept ; and
often I saw his small shrewd eyes out of the darkness, fixed on her.
As before, they spoke little.

Rab behaved well, never moving, showing us how meek and
gentle he could be, and occasionally, in his sleep, letting us know ~
that he was demolishing some adversary. He took a walk with me
every day, generally to the Candlemaker Row ; but he was sombre
and mild; declined doing battle, though some fit cases offered,
and indeed submitted to sundry indignities ; and was always very
ready to turn, and came faster back, and trotted up the stair with
much lightness, and went straight to that door.

Jess, the mare, had been sent, with her weather-worn cart, to
Howgate, and had doubtless her own dim and placid meditations
and confusions, on the absence of her master and Rab, and her
unnatural freedom from ‘the road and her cart.

For some days Ailie did well. The wound healed “by the first
intention ;” for as James said, “Oor Ailie’s skin’s ower clean to
beil.” The students came in quiet and anxious, and surrounded her
bed. She said she liked to see their young, honest faces. The
surgeon dressed her, and spoke to her in his own short kind way,
pitying her through his eyes, Rab and James outside the circle, -
Rab being now reconciled, and even cordial, and having made up










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his mind that as yet nobody required worrying, but, as you may
suppose, semper paratus.

So far well ; but, four days after the operation, my patient had —
a sudden and long shivering, a “ groosin’,” as she called it. I saw
her soon after ; her eyes were too bright, her cheek coloured ; she
was restless, and ashamed of being so; the balance was lost ;
mischief had begun. On looking at the wound, a blush of red
told the secret: her pulse was rapid, her breathing anxious and
quick, she wasn't herself, as she said, and was vexed at her rest-
lessness. We tried what we could. James did everything, was
everywhere ; never in the way, never out of it; Rab subsided
under the table into a dark place, and was motionless, all but his
eye, which followed every one. Ailie got worse ; began to wander
in her mind, gently ; was more demonstrative in her ways to James,
rapid in her questions, and sharp at times. He was vexed, and said,
“She was never that way afore, no, never.” For a time she knew
her head was wrong, and was always asking our pardon—the dear,
gentle old woman : then delirium set in strong, without pause. Her
brain gave way, and then came that terrible spectacle,

“The intellectual power, through words and things,
Went sounding on, a dim and perilous way ;”

she sang bits of old songs and Psalms, stopping suddenly, mingling
the Psalms of David, and the diviner words of his Son and Lord,
with homely odds and ends and scraps of ballads.



28 RAB AND HIS FRIENDS.

Nothing more touching, or in a sense more strangely beautiful,
did I ever witness. Her tremulous, rapid, affectionate, eager, Scotch
voice,—the swift, aimless, bewildered mind, the baffled utterance,
the bright and perilous eye ; some wild words, some household cares,
something for James, the names of the dead, Rab called rapidly and
in a “fremyt” voice, and he starting up, surprised, and slinking
off as if he were to blame somehow, or had been dreaming he
heard. Many eager questions and beseechings which James and I
could make nothing of, and on which she seemed to set her all, and
then sink back ununderstood. It was very sad, but better than
many things that are not called sad. James hovered about, put
out and miserable, but active and exact as ever ; read to her, when
there was a lull, short bits from the Psalms, prose and metre,
chanting the latter in his own rude and serious way, showing great
knowledge of the fit words, bearing up like a man, and doating over
her as his “ain Ailie.” “Ailie, ma woman!” “Ma ain bonnie wee
dawtie!”

The end was drawing on: the golden bow! was breaking ; the
silver cord was fast being loosed—that. animula blandula, vagula,
hospes, comesque, was about to flee. The body and the soul—com-
panions for sixty years—were being sundered, and taking leave. She
was walking, alone, through the valley of that shadow, into which
one day we must all enter,—and yet she was not alone, for we know

whose rod and staff were comforting her.



RAB AND HIS FRIENDS. 29

One night she had fallen quiet, and, as we hoped, asleep; her
eyes were shut. We put down the gas, and sat watching her.
Suddenly she sat up in bed, and taking a bed-gown which was lying
on it rolled up, she held it eagerly to her breast,--to the right side.
We could see her eyes bright with a surprising tenderness and joy,
bending over this bundle of clothes. She held it as-a woman holds
her sucking child ; opening out her night-gown inipatiently, and
holding it close, and brooding over it, and murmuring foolish little
words, as over one whom his mother comforteth, and who sucks and
is satisfied. It was pitiful and strange to see her wasted dying look,
keen and yet vague—her immense love.

“Preserve me!” groaned James, giving way. And then she
rocked backward and forward, as if to make it sleep, hushing it, and
wasting on it her infinite fondness. “Wae’s me, doctor; I declare
she’s thinkin’ it’s that bairn.” “What baim? “The only bairn
we ever had ; our wee Mysie, and she’s in the Kingdom forty years
and mair.” It was plainly true: the pain in the breast, telling its
urgent story to a bewildered, ruined brain, was misread and mis-
taken; it suggested to her the uneasiness of a breast full of milk,
and then the child ; and so again once more they were together, and
she had her ain wee Mysie in her bosom.

This was the close. She sank rapidly : the delirium left her ;
but, as she whispered, she was “clean silly ;” it was the lightening
before the final darkness. After having for some time lain still—her



30 RAB AND HIS FRIENDS.

eyes shut, she said “James!” He came close to her, and lifting up
her calm, clear, beautiful eyes, she gave him a long look, turned to
me kindly but shortly, looked for Rab but could not see him, then
turned to her husband again, as if she would never leave off looking,
shut her eyes and composed herself. She lay for some time breathing
quick, and passed away so gently, that when we thought she was
gone, James, in his old-fashioned way, held the mirror to her face.
After a long pause, one small spot of dimness was breathed out ; it
vanished away, and never returned, leaving the blank clear darkness
without a stain. “What is our life? it is even a vapour, which
appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away.”

Rab all this time had been fully awake and motionless : he came
forward beside us: Ailie’s hand, which James had held, was hanging
down ; it was soaked with his tears; Rab licked it all over care-
fully, looked at her, and returned to his place under the table.

James and I sat, I don’t know how long, but for some time,—
saying nothing : he started up abruptly, and with some noise went
to the table, and putting his right fore and middle fingers each into
a shoe, pulled them out, and put them on, breaking one of the
leather latchets, and muttering in anger, “I never did the like
o’ that afore !”

I believe he never did; nor after either. “Rab!” he said
roughly, and pointing with his thumb to the bottom of the bed.
Rab leapt up, and settled himself ; his head and eye to the dead face.










RAB AND HIS FRIENDS. 31

“ Maister John, yell wait for me,” said the carrier ; and disappeared
in the darkness, thundering down stairs in his heavy shoes. I ran’
to a front window ; there he was, already round the house, and out
at the gate, fleeing like a shadow.

I was afraid about him, and yet not afraid ; so I sat down beside
Rab, and being wearied, fell asleep. I awoke from a sudden noise
outside. It was November, and there had been a heavy fall of snow.
Rab was in statu quo; he heard the noise too, and plainly knew it,
but never moved. I looked out; and there, at the gate, in the
dim morning—for the sun was not up, was Jess and the cart,—
a cloud of steam rising from the old mare. I did not see
James ; he was already at the door, and came up the stairs and
met me. It was Jess than three hours since he left, and he must
have posted out—who knows how ?—to Howgate, full nine miles
off ; yoked Jess, and driven her astonished into town. He had an
armful of blankets, and was streaming with perspiration. He
nodded to me, spread out on the floor two pairs of clean old
blankets having at their corners, “ A. G., 1794,” in large letters in
red worsted. These were the initials of Alison Greeme, and James
may have looked in at her from without—himself unseen but not
unthought of—when he was “wat, wat, and weary,” and after
having walked many a mile over the hills, may have seen her sitting,
while “a’ the lave were sleepin’,” and by the firelight working her
name on the blankets, for her ain James’s bed.



32 RAB AND HIS FRIENDS.

He motioned Rab down, and taking his wife in his arms, laid her
‘in the blankets, and happed her carefully and firmly up, leaving the
face uncovered ; and then lifting her, he nodded again sharply to
me, and with a resolved but utterly miserable face, strode along
the passage, and down stairs, followed by Rab. I followed with
a light ; but he didn’t need it. I went out, holding stupidly the
candle in my hand in the calm frosty air; we were soon at the
gate. I could have helped him, but I saw he was not to be meddled
with, and he was strong, and did not need it. He laid her down as
tenderly, as safely, as he had lifted her out ten days before--as
tenderly as when he had her first in his arms when she was only
“A. G.,”—sorted her, leaving that beautiful sealed face open to
the heavens; and then taking Jess by the head, he moved away.
He did not notice me, neither did Rab, who presided behind
the cart.

I stood till they passed through the long shadow of the College,
and turned up Nicolson Street. I heard the solitary cart sound
through the streets, and die away and come again ; and I returned,
thinking of that company going up Libberton Brae, then along
Roslin Muir, the morning light touching the Pentlands and making
them like on-looking ghosts; then down the hill through Auchin-
dinny woods, past “haunted Woodhouselee ;” and as daybreak
came sweeping up the bleak Lammermuirs, and fell on his own
door, the company would stop, and James would take the key, and





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RAB AND HIS FRIENDS. 83

lift Ailie up again, laying her on her own bed, and, having put Jess
up, would return with Rab and shut the door.

James buried his wife, with his neighbours mourning, Rab
watching the proceedings from a distance. It was snow, and that
black ragged hole would look strange in the midst of the swelling
spotless cushion of white. James looked after everything ; then
rather suddenly fell ill, and took to bed; was insensible when
the doctor came, and soon died. A sort of low fever was, prevailing
in the village, and his want of sleep, his exhaustion, and his misery
made him apt to take it. The grave was not difficult to re-open.
A fresh fall of snow had again made all things white and smooth ;
Rab once more looked on, and slunk home to the stable.

And what of Rab? I asked for him next week at the new
carrier who got the goodwill of James's business, and was now
master of Jess and her cart. ‘“How’s Rab?” He put me off, and
said rather rudely, “ What’s your business wi’ the dowg?” I was
not to be so put off. “Where's Rab?” He, getting confused
and red, and intermeddling with his hair, said, “’Deed, sir, Rab’s
deid.” “Dead! what did he die of?” “ Weel, sir,” said he, getting
redder, “he didna exactly dee ; he was killed. I had to brain him
wi’ a rack-pin ; there was nae doin’ wi’ him. He lay in the treviss
wi’ the mear, and wadna come oot. I tempit him wi’ kail and

meat, but he wad tak naething, and keepit me fra feedin’ the
; E



34 RAB AND HIS FRIENDS.

beast, and he was aye gur gurrin’, and grup gruppin’ me by the
legs. I was laith to mak’ awa wi’ the auld dowg, his like wasna
atween this and Thornhill,—but, ‘deed, sir, I could do naething
else.” I believed him. Fit end for Rab, quick and complete.
His teeth and his friends gone, why should he keep the peace,
and be civil ?

He was buried in the braeface, near the burn, the children of
the village, his companions, who used to make very free with him
and sit on his ample stomach, as he lay half asleep at the door in the
sun—watching the solemnity.

———_——— .
EDINBURGH : T. CONSTABLE, PRINTER TO THE QUEEN, AND TO THE UNIVERSITY.





OP WI COV2






WORKS BY DR. JOHN BROWN.

Hore Subsecives. Fifth Edition. One Volume Foolscap 8vo, 68.

Letter to the Bev. John Cairns, D.D. Second Edition. Crown
8vo, Sewed, 2s.

Arthur H. Hallam; Extracted from ‘Hore Subsecive.” Foolscap,
Sewed, 2s. ; Cloth, 2s. 6d.

Rab and His Friends; Extracted from “ Hors Subsecive.” Forty-fourth
Thousand. Foolscap, Sewed, 6d.

Marjorie Fleming: A Sketch. Fifteenth Thousand. Foolscap, Sewed, 6d.

Our Dogs; Extracted from “ Hore Subsecive.” Eighteenth Thousand. Fep.
Sewed, 6d.

Rab and His Friends. With Illustrations by Georcz Harvey, RS.A.,

J. Nozt Paton, R.S.A, and J. B. Cheap Edition. In One Volume, Cloth,
Price 3s. 6d.

“With Brains, Sir;” Extracted from “Hore Subsecive.” Foolscap,
Sewed, 6d.

Minchmoor. Price 6d.

Jeems the Doorkeeper. A Lay Sermon. Price 6d.

EDINBURGH: EDMONSTON AND DOUGLAS.


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describe
'103307' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMGJ' 'sip-files00015.jpg'
8ed493f6e515d29d87d89eb53241cb91
f29971d42961b12b888e06d6aa950d29e3edaea7
describe
'3503816' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMGK' 'sip-files00018.tif'
8943503ca4733e3de65ce6af42bdb4f9
baec1fba2d2bf5f1879895528f6e0accf8c3a7be
'2012-06-10T00:25:27-04:00'
describe
'2958' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMGL' 'sip-files00008.pro'
57301fd05d9203849d7376eead4f7c83
f55f56fbb3c53d0bb252778cc7704ea1dfa6c289
describe
'32635' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMGM' 'sip-files00056.QC.jpg'
dbed2898756578c1b3cdd2f03e06a241
b8a2631a8a392b27f797e72fd79d4c656af5ec76
'2012-06-10T00:25:07-04:00'
describe
'64' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMGN' 'sip-filesprocessing.instr'
85ea5e9ac5c46f75857298c9d7f3f495
03e461c7085d300571b42f4978eca200bd4f3b64
'2012-06-10T00:26:08-04:00'
describe
'74949' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMGO' 'sip-files00010.jp2'
76b25b87869590c5fc6d2e358f620427
9af9389626f3a04fb2cd31f51de8082f7d04a9e7
describe
'20755' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMGP' 'sip-files00043.jpg'
67e38ed53851053d006f3f97863ca25f
3d2df4a8cafd02f0208ee78a3beb27ee085d15b2
'2012-06-10T00:26:19-04:00'
describe
'137261' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMGQ' 'sip-files00036.jpg'
024a9e6b9799488506c3c29cab8bc6df
019338fa42e59948a7a824b5abf207fa1969a440
'2012-06-10T00:26:05-04:00'
describe
'2135' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMGR' 'sip-files00035.jp2'
5769d1e612cbbe6b1326cf4bb4c965b6
19425c236327887cc5e79700df63c3d907952ca0
'2012-06-10T00:25:51-04:00'
describe
'41548' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMGS' 'sip-files00027.pro'
f8cae996b1ed4102b41d55292d45d6fa
b701be7ff69e4e945d5649ac1fe40cbdfc778bb2
'2012-06-10T00:25:54-04:00'
describe
'444223' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMGT' 'sip-files00049.jp2'
582e83267bb36a7597f19a31163b880a
9506f5e7668143dd92e6232e999934d0cec08f2f
describe
'3309924' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMGU' 'sip-files00038.tif'
0810d2a824809bdbdd1cf69e0917430f
5dc01a6e1b62cdbf6b4c77a5917bc46a2820490a
'2012-06-10T00:25:28-04:00'
describe
'134892' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMGV' 'sip-files00025.jpg'
dc388cd3173d855fb810234ddb237122
8af4e2bee5e4b6abd983dc37384882654a9359e0
'2012-06-10T00:25:31-04:00'
describe
'141489' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMGW' 'sip-files00026.jpg'
9989a7677ee785cf3600441094eb92c1
16d04f3e4c78a60910e62d90eca5d3e95a67851f
'2012-06-10T00:26:18-04:00'
describe
'30671' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMGX' 'sip-files00015.pro'
ee37e9e6916fdd45e1a06503d68dd5cf
be3bfa0099fc57fd5e3aca2c3955311f1d89b5fe
'2012-06-10T00:26:14-04:00'
describe
'34763' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMGY' 'sip-files00037thm.jpg'
d4c526bb914418f00ad47861473d1b0c
31c261a37d08f10050fa8ae4a96c2cb961b04cc0
describe
'26106' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMGZ' 'sip-files00016.QC.jpg'
b0c0cec24e8079abd19274cb6881b637
13d3837884b2dfd567244ca67fdee8ec7283b2ab
describe
'34397' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMHA' 'sip-files00022thm.jpg'
09215e2cc8dd7e39fa4df40a6c11dc2e
7aba7b25cc824409b4654d36697a4e36348516f2
describe
'3466236' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMHB' 'sip-files00031.tif'
919870440453468b0c5364bc69fff69b
f9a206f9ee862b65a110b62f57f7252a6d6cded7
'2012-06-10T00:25:56-04:00'
describe
'364380' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMHC' 'sip-files00058.jp2'
50962fabb9dbe9a975f043997287c0ad
4c484fe528a7b694c0e1fa63eb85ebcfec8f6b43
'2012-06-10T00:25:24-04:00'
describe
'16831' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMHD' 'sip-files00053.pro'
d623feac1e58766ec260be8fb81d1833
c38d22b425a4907b6cd9ccab71cb26ae7c8e0e80
'2012-06-10T00:25:29-04:00'
describe
'25771' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMHE' 'sip-files00042thm.jpg'
0c132497df481a68f421c9aa3cbb5a3c
00942b15a0a546f5d3bc061eead2b51da7c13ded
'2012-06-10T00:24:54-04:00'
describe
'3593204' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMHF' 'sip-files00023.tif'
32b24bbadc3fdc3a8f99b97ea71425ac
ba33578bf4956a4e8e3e8eeba82e3d1805c7c9be
describe
'142347' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMHG' 'sip-files00013.jpg'
c11264282cb00253a346775da5abd1c4
9a0da4cc08ef1e8458336c14cf6b56eae31e5d30
'2012-06-10T00:24:10-04:00'
describe
'1325' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMHH' 'sip-files00024.txt'
a7886b6c61a2e9a15f1814486ee5f18c
7ba753daffb8d36a6091b57547fbad61dac2f65e
describe
'3518056' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMHI' 'sip-files00014.tif'
a39f6f99c54d06f09a2caf77dcbc2026
4c72d3520bd983b7d96df6f11d6cdf8ca8751e44
'2012-06-10T00:24:45-04:00'
describe
'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMHJ' 'sip-files00036thm.jpg'
fec5f457469ba47d51731185256f5732
ea8ff7cd212d48658aff87b074a39de966b3ca49
describe
'427471' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMHK' 'sip-files00028.jp2'
16da6c973ca9936178bedbb1199dd8fc
d32052ee4f7183a93b9f7ab75a5bf0d27e6977c7
describe
'40802' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMHL' 'sip-files00030.pro'
135e0d03186400581f0dc63d9fdd2b54
8f836324ca9a53e8b360660bb13ac573b34f5e06
'2012-06-10T00:25:37-04:00'
describe
'20659' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMHM' 'sip-files00006.jpg'
c4c83ee67780eb1c50d20b2aaecbbf29
0fe75a1ddd39399be137ace59969a0aaba81a8f8
describe
'35239' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMHN' 'sip-files00013thm.jpg'
543c50686b6c241288d691328398a96e
1ceba167877cced4859204b3ca8f2c7c0b95239f
'2012-06-10T00:24:43-04:00'
describe
'72' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMHO' 'sip-files00002.txt'
f7bc23d1d4b8ab6be3f31c865cf69822
9c3872e45e45cf721c250b8a8e7557a4d2f33230
describe
'38969' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMHP' 'sip-files00031.pro'
f381be7b10d57a43b5cabb79922c5784
792bee41261408d4a2a33b82c666c94ddd26ef32
'2012-06-10T00:25:58-04:00'
describe
'452651' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMHQ' 'sip-files00024.jp2'
e76715d77e5d07c3224a174d7c189e60
a8b1b7bf12203dff6a23eb6453d5864f6e74c3cf
'2012-06-10T00:24:23-04:00'
describe
'439147' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMHR' 'sip-files00039.jp2'
230105d78b5e89445a0b607516a68042
73b55158d1e613d0508466c555859529d8ac9d5d
describe
'33518' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMHS' 'sip-files00020thm.jpg'
57aa1fb5456f2d338f24bc78c329c8e6
590ea92e60a3505884e075c73ff20eac2b9389db
'2012-06-10T00:25:59-04:00'
describe
'25061' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMHT' 'sip-files00005thm.jpg'
b54e80224473837f4f0d81481785c445
1cd4acb2f1815ec48933cc88afd97125ee19ff3e
'2012-06-10T00:24:56-04:00'
describe
'47130' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMHU' 'sip-files00058.QC.jpg'
c517eb690c4b8684db2663304494716d
7c2ba3a865cfe041a5bd9914d6365d8842a608e3
'2012-06-10T00:24:38-04:00'
describe
'419026' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMHV' 'sip-files00026.jp2'
b9746794c768f81fc991c5c6e9f1546b
4380af218423ba0e9de41da49f435180ec0c9b06
describe
'38139' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMHW' 'sip-files00021.pro'
9cfa60d4a67a0d0d8ab87024b80a9198
c3b1fec34330bbe173981420aa94bdd8d9543027
describe
'294152' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMHX' 'sip-files00053.jp2'
472c52b323ea1a180619194941274aed
e9fd05908b87e895e7cde35a8aa5ed632acb7990
'2012-06-10T00:25:08-04:00'
describe
'20870' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMHY' 'sip-files00011.jpg'
e24197d3a11663e509c1800654e36572
69fd0833d1d1fc5e50d9e8da9b33ba752bdd35ab
'2012-06-10T00:24:42-04:00'
describe
'34626' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMHZ' 'sip-files00031thm.jpg'
260bc3c39cbde21395ecb6b5aac24e16
1498a5c98266e33e1c3c0724593a4ebb2abfedcd
'2012-06-10T00:24:24-04:00'
describe
'3569784' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMIA' 'sip-files00030.tif'
f5ee9ced2863a1485fd1dac36e9e5bc6
1bc9fa1631f3c6ce39107a6276540075f19b64c6
'2012-06-10T00:25:06-04:00'
describe
'3616712' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMIB' 'sip-files00010.tif'
3344daf7893c93bb47f7b8b586626181
30a639ce549528112b4ffd86fbbb9258a0fa1ec5
describe
'367657' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMIC' 'sip-files00056.jp2'
6ee859cb913b77e58fceca856b6fd695
6da865d2472d1d14a685870bb94f79906a8db47d
describe
'89887' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMID' 'sip-files00023.jpg'
fca28022fd43e889a139ecd1fe9430c8
76e7185af5b62091cc85813d71350d1c8f24468f
'2012-06-10T00:24:37-04:00'
describe
'40080' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMIE' 'sip-files00025.pro'
848588a0bd487312bffa1660e1fbad2d
0adbf54d832bce2f9f21b74373175b428e28f28c
'2012-06-10T00:24:46-04:00'
describe
'64250' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMIF' 'sip-files00025.QC.jpg'
82a972f6d7742d88400f6c324ea90435
1460838c10f4f0238550541c672c1d97224ed897
describe
'418132' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMIG' 'sip-files00021.jp2'
95b8524ea1f1af6f1c56465bc53469b6
e16d02c92d3adc9a82401343e8458f3acef0443b
'2012-06-10T00:25:57-04:00'
describe
'24063' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMIH' 'sip-files00010.QC.jpg'
e929100744adfb8d5cb9b3cb8adbeaaa
1d8e264d8afd85e058e97dce810841e22dcd6104
'2012-06-10T00:24:55-04:00'
describe
'3386464' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMII' 'sip-files00053.tif'
5bd774b16b70637d8a10cf4e7d4c0aed
b4d317954c3bb917e0cbdeff409dcb91b94efac2
describe
'68061' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMIJ' 'sip-files00042.jpg'
1a7998d1c6e8df6578c9e55cf13b6e2f
640347a56287313cba1937af112e1d25b78d6a05
describe
'64282' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMIK' 'sip-files00028.QC.jpg'
92ec068c1eb7dfc4bad2b324328caee9
167e7f18ca52d36e3701d116a44972100ee2fac0
describe
'39472' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMIL' 'sip-files00037.pro'
6be5c001f67282902accf9d281d57eeb
93c1c149cea9a6356e95ca783f73135a53bb8df5
describe
'441583' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMIM' 'sip-files00005.jp2'
fc223d53ae4f2600511fa44b21d03bbc
d837c83e6b56e20c4a9722a2a148abce88ac9be6
describe
'51561' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMIN' 'sip-files00048.QC.jpg'
69357dae77e7de4cc4fd1d3235cc2967
336f4c09eb1542be56f56c877eec56d0c3fda856
'2012-06-10T00:25:05-04:00'
describe
'130021' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMIO' 'sip-files00029.jpg'
57abc050b8810489c9e90d7776ed5757
0cf2a90dd9d18809fd48aa31c5196e77f7f0001e
'2012-06-10T00:25:49-04:00'
describe
'19025' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMIP' 'sip-files00035.QC.jpg'
9cb0feac0b3d06dfdee4bbdf758cf62f
deb1f4d7325c9cdbd2ab1335ed9bebf52ff5bcc5
describe
'3' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMIQ' 'sip-files00043.txt'
bc949ea893a9384070c31f083ccefd26
cbb8391cb65c20e2c05a2f29211e55c49939c3db
describe
'38747' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMIR' 'sip-files00020.pro'
39b582fd825ce019d9ff82e52e586093
c3fea7308cfc2c939541554bbdd231e1e3070871
'2012-06-10T00:25:38-04:00'
describe
'37998' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMIS' 'sip-files00029.pro'
7f8df0bc50e753c53db15e624eaa7fd3
c4045964c7b8b197753c4eaa75cd6ab3c9b89d5f
'2012-06-10T00:24:29-04:00'
describe
'3384024' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMIT' 'sip-files00037.tif'
c679bfb8bd78879dd58370e4363a723c
b669a6901a7425fcf29fa8e6d07609c872c73c87
'2012-06-10T00:26:15-04:00'
describe
'450866' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMIU' 'sip-files00029.jp2'
4b021605fb6c3333eba437c3e95a500d
f3c0c2c7efa80bfc2b5ee3440f0ce4ba208de5de
'2012-06-10T00:25:14-04:00'
describe
'27345' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMIV' 'sip-files00017.QC.jpg'
9b3f1ca2c2c7c6e4a9f3bdbecf50a454
69eff915d3eae824ecdcf98019687c07238b30e0
describe
'30065' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMIW' 'sip-files00058thm.jpg'
5f6b4df4d161c0f79b641b8b19e5b287
c981f69d1d43e8cc56bba8b941ace0b10334018f
'2012-06-10T00:24:19-04:00'
describe
'1542' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMIX' 'sip-files00020.txt'
f1b5806861b91bb15e33d359a02095ea
87caa15966a27b73fda0fbf60caadb292a7acf64
'2012-06-10T00:25:04-04:00'
describe
'435526' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMIY' 'sip-files00044.jp2'
8f8578da17e4672f21fca2654c54d252
34f9e6d534e5bf897f5b6d37f774af2bdf34b6f2
describe
'148073' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMIZ' 'sip-files00019.jpg'
83c164ab9b918eda7d251097052f1b2c
5f5820f6a60997cfc40b741eca1ec9464554ef60
describe
'19011' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMJA' 'sip-files00009.QC.jpg'
59d6be80e05948a798704f687c15970a
85fdd5bcae997fff6d9c055df887724e69d23d09
'2012-06-10T00:26:17-04:00'
describe
'445879' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMJB' 'sip-files00020.jp2'
54007c09ce278c0647ad31d6a4164539
d31bcf10b2ddbe41929aa7f9bd99d55b26389845
'2012-06-10T00:24:48-04:00'
describe
'67008' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMJC' 'sip-files00030.QC.jpg'
74ca4164173b528cf116e86b9fdd67ff
ecdde15138008e2fddb637620bc47e5216611570
'2012-06-10T00:26:07-04:00'
describe
'3324600' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMJD' 'sip-files00011.tif'
ae335f10847fe307c129c86188532f1d
62dbfb82f17a7388515f26160dee9a78e47713e7
describe
'1633' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMJE' 'sip-files00030.txt'
be49ad6decc1b684133c86c5d0532b2c
20b5234978c4abe5a2e76d895afe0e720fc54a0a
describe
'425776' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMJF' 'sip-files00022.jp2'
c50e5e0e9c6d23e027f22d02e3432485
46dab99e700516674dc4d0a8442ad577bbb8f747
describe
'138866' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMJG' 'sip-files00044.jpg'
3711078fd1769a9efa2451a34e492447
95aa37af0bf756dc53c3db044610b22e910240f6
describe
'77689' 'info:fdaE20100316_AAAAWDfileF20100316_AACMJH' 'sip-filesUF00098695_00001.xml'
797b5840a32c1ace8d62762d5211ade5
888b3fd64cc5bf0a23551e993c90e350a3175385
'2012-06-10T00:26:04-04:00'
describe
TargetNamespace.1: Expecting namespace 'http://www.uflib.ufl.edu/digital/metadata/ufdc2/', but the target namespace of the schema document is 'http://digital.uflib.ufl.edu/metadata/ufdc2/'.
'2013-12-10T11:46:34-05:00' 'mixed'
xml resolution
http://www.uflib.ufl.edu/digital/metadata/ufdc2/ufdc2.xsd
BROKEN_LINK http://www.uflib.ufl.edu/digital/metadata/ufdc2/ufdc2.xsd
WARNING CODE 'Daitss::Anomaly' The element type "div" must be terminated by the matching end-tag "