Ye'll no be sorry to be earnin' money again, I'm thinkin'." Jamie dropped to his knees again, beside his wife and bairn, when the doctor had left them alone.

And this time it was to thank God, not to pray for favors, that he knelt.
Do ye ken why I hae set doon this tale for you to read?
Is it no plain?
The way we do--all of us! We think we may live our ain lives, and that what we do affects no one but ourselves?
Was ever a falswer lee than that?
Here was this strike, that was so quickly called because a few men quarreled among themselves.

And yet it was only by a miracle that it did not bring death to Annie and her bairn and ruin to Jamie Lowden's whole life--a decent laddie that asked nowt but to work for his wife and his wean and be a good and useful citizen.
Canna men think twice before they bring such grief and trouble into the world?
Canna they learn to get together and talk things over before the trouble, instead of afterward?
Must we act amang ourselves as the Hun acted in the wide world?
I'm thinking we need not, and shall not, much longer..