There we set out
travelling southwards. Many of our men died, do what I could to keep
them alive. But I'll tell you all about it another time, if you'll let
me. What I want to tell you noo's this.???-Ilka nicht, as sure as I lay
doon i' the snaw to sleep, I dreamed I was at hame. A' the auld stories
cam' back. I woke ance, thinkin' I was carryin' you throu' the water i'
the lobby o' the schuil, and that ye was greitin' upo' my face. And
whan I woke, my face was weet. I doobt I had been greitin mysel'. A'
the auld faces cam' roon' me ilka nicht, Thomas Crann and Jeames Dow
and my mother???-whiles ane and whiles anither-???but ye was aye there.
"Ae mornin', whan I woke up, I was my lane. I dinna ken richtly hoo it
had happened. I think the men war nigh-han' dazed wi' the terrible
cauld and the weariness o' the traivel, and I had sleepit ower lang,
and they had forgotten a' aboot me. And what think ye was the first
thocht i' my heid, whan I cam' to mysel', i' the terrible white
desolation o' cauld and ice and snaw? I wantit to run straucht to you,
and lay my heid upo' yer shouther. For I had been dreamin' a' nicht
that I was lyin' i' my bed at hame, terrible ill, and ye war gaein
aboot the room like an angel, wi' the glimmer o' white wings aboot ye,
which I reckon was the snaw comin' throu' my dream.
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