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Scotch Wit and Humor.
by W. H. (Walter Henry) Howe.
Preface
_Scotch Wit and Humor_ is a fairly representative collection of the type of wit and humor which is at home north of the Tweed--and almost everywhere else--for are not Scotchmen to be found everywhere? To say that wit and humor is not a native of Scotch human nature is to share the responsibility for an inaccuracy the author of which must have been as un.o.bservant as those who repeat it. It is quite true that the humor is not always or generally on the surface--what treasure is?--and it may be true, too, that the thrifty habits of our northern friends, combined with the earnestness produced by their religious history, have brought to the surface the seriousness--amounting sometimes almost to heaviness--which is their most apparent characteristic. But under the surface will be found a rich vein of generosity, and a fund of humor, which soon cure a stranger--if he has eyes to see and is capable of appreciation--of the common error of supposing that Scotchmen are either stingy or stupid.
True, there may be the absence of the brilliancy which characterizes much of the English wit and humor, and of the inexpressible quality which is contained in Hibernian fun; but for point of neatness one may look far before discovering anything to surpa.s.s the shrewdness and playfulness to be found in the Scotch race. In fact, if Scotland had no wit and humor she would have been incapable of furnis.h.i.+ng a man who employed such methods in construction as were introduced by the engineer of the Forth Bridge.
W. H. HOWE.
Scotch Wit and Humor
=Scoring a Point=
A young Englishman was at a party mostly composed of Scotchmen, and though he made several attempts to crack a joke, he failed to evoke a single smile from the countenances of his companions. He became angry, and exclaimed petulantly: ”Why, it would take a gimlet to put a joke into the heads of you Scotchmen.”
”Ay,” replied one of them; ”but the gimlet wud need tae be mair pointed than thae jokes.”
=A Cross-Examiner Answered=
Mr. A. Scott writes from Paris: More than twenty years ago the Rev. Dr.
Arnott, of Glasgow, delivered a lecture to the Young Men's Christian a.s.sociation, Exeter Hall, upon ”The earth framed and fitted as a habitation for man.” When he came to the subject of ”water” he told the audience that to give himself a rest he would tell them an anecdote.
Briefly, it was this: John Clerk (afterwards Lord Eldon) was being examined before a Committee of the House of Lords. In using the word water, he p.r.o.nounced it in his native Doric as ”watter.” The n.o.ble lord, the chairman, had the rudeness to interpose with the remark, ”In England, Mr. Clerk, we spell water with one 't.'” Mr. Clerk was for a moment taken aback, but his native wit rea.s.serted itself and he rejoined, ”There may na be twa 't's' in watter, my lord, but there are twa 'n's' in manners.” The droll way in which the doctor told the story put the audience into fits of laughter, renewed over and over again, so that the genial old lecturer obtained the rest he desired. [3]
=One ”Always Right,” the Other ”Never Wrong”=
A worthy old Ayrs.h.i.+re farmer had the portraits of himself and his wife painted. When that of her husband, in an elegant frame, was hung over the fireplace, the gudewife remarked in a sly manner: ”I think, gudeman, noo that ye've gotten your picture hung up there, we should just put in below't, for a motto, like, 'Aye richt!'”
”Deed may ye, my woman,” replied her husband in an equally pawkie tone; ”and when ye got yours hung up ower the sofa there, we'll just put up anither motto on't, and say, 'Never wrang!'”
=”A Nest Egg Noo!”=
An old maid, who kept house in a thriving weaving village, was much pestered by the young knights of the shuttle constantly entrapping her serving-women into the willing noose of matrimony. This, for various reasons, was not to be tolerated. She accordingly hired a woman sufficiently ripe in years, and of a complexion that the weather would not spoil. On going with her, the first day after the term, to ”make her markets,” they were met by a group of strapping young weavers, who were anxious to get a peep at the ”leddy's new la.s.s.”
One of them, looking more eagerly into the face of the favored handmaid than the rest, and then at her mistress, could not help involuntarily exclaiming, ”Hech, mistress, ye've gotten a nest egg noo!”
=Light Through a Crack=
Some years ago the celebrated Edward Irving had been lecturing at Dumfries, and a man who pa.s.sed as a wag in that locality had been to hear him.
He met Watty Dunlop the following day, who said, ”Weel, Willie, man, an'