Part 9 (2/2)
I tried to explain to Mac why his atteovernovernuide; it was he who decided the tith of the intervals The children had nothing to do but to keep themselves in order, hence they caies were directed to penal enerated into a police court That was inevitable; Mac, by laying down all the laws, prevented their using their creative energy on things and ideas Naturally they put all the energy they had into the only thing open to they in destruction when they ought to have been e it in construction Mac see is unworkable,” he says
Duncan ca, and he did it well He has been doing a lot of Regional Geography, and I learnedwore on he becareatest kindness When Mac was seeing him out Duncan remarked to him: ”That chap Neill isn't such a bad fellow after all” Now that I have shown Duncan that I araphy he will listen to me with less irritation
After supper I went over to see Dauvit His shop was crowded
Conversation was going slowly, and Dauvit seemed to welcolad to see ye, cos the smith here has been tellin' his usual lees aboot the ten pund troot that he nearly landed in the Kernet”
”I doot ye dreamt it, smith,” said the foreest troot I ever catched were in my dreams”
”Dreams is just a curran blethers,” said the shtfully
”That's a very ignorant reravely ”There's naebody kens what a dream is Some o' thae spiritualist lads say that when ye are asleep yer spirit goes to the next plane, and that hed loudly
”Oh, Dauvit! Why, reat muckle pint o' beer in my hand Do ye mean to tell h at Dauvit's expense, but the laugh turned against the smith when Dauvit remarked dryly: ”I didna mention heaven; I said the next plane, and onybody that kens you, saein' to is the doon plane”
”Naturally, aye need doon there,” he added
”It's my opeenion,” said old John Peters, ”that dreams is just like a motor car withoot the driver Or like a schule withoot the mester; the bairns just run aboot whaur they like, nae control as ye micht say
Weel, that's jest what happens in dreams; the s”
”Aye, man, John,” said Dauvit, who see in that Just as bairns when they get free do a' the things they're no s in oor dreas in h, and Jake's cough always
”You're just a lot o' haverin' craturs,” he said with conviction ”If ye had ony sense ye wud ken that the dream is just cheese and tripe for supper”
Dauvit's eyes twinkled
”And does the cheese wander frae yer stao so far as that,” said Jake seriously, ”but what I say is that a' the different parts o' the body work thegether If the staest the cheese, the heid has to keep workin' at the same rate, and that's why ye dream”
”Aye, man, Jake,” said Dauvit, ”it's a bonny theory, but wud ye jest tell ers and hair are doin' a'
nicht to keep upsides wi' yer stammick?”
Jake dismissed the question with an airy wave of his hand