Published online by Cambridge University Press: 29 May 2015
George MacDonald took to preaching early in life. In his boyhood he once “rushed into the kitchen, jumped upon the clean-scrubbed table, and began a learned discourse, indicating Bell Mavor, the maid, as a reprobate past redemption”:
She flicked at him with her dish-clout, when he turned upon her in righteous anger, as he set straight the improvised bands about his neck: “Div ye no ken fan ye’re speakin’ til a meenister, Bell? Ye's no fleg [frighten] awa’ the Rev. Geordie MacDonald as gin he war a buzzin’ flee [fly]! Losh, woman, neist to Dr. Chaumers [Thomas Chalmers], he's the grandest preacher in a’ Scotland!” (Greville MacDonald 59)