the May noon
`` I 'm ` Jinglin ' Geordie ' Heriot , '' he announced . `` I 'll show ye hoo a prood goldsmith ance smoked wi ' a ' . '' Then , jauntily : `` Sandy , gie a crack to ` Bluidy ' McKenzie 's door an ' daur the auld hornie to come oot . '' The deed was done amid breathless apprehensions , but nothing disturbed the silence of the May noon except the lark that sprang at their feet and soared singing into the blue . It was Sandy who presently whistled like a blackbird to attract the attention of Bobby . There were no blackbirds in the kirkyard , and Bobby understood the signal . He scampered up at once and dashed around the kirk , all excitement , for he had had many adventures with the Heriot boys at skating and hockey on Duddingston Lock in the winter , and tramps over the country and out to Leith harbor in the spring .