Part 17 (1/2)

In a school in Aberdeens.h.i.+re, one day, a dull boy was making his way to his master for the third time with an arithmetical question. The teacher, a little annoyed, exclaimed, ”Come, come, John, what's the matter now?”

”I canna get ma question richt,” replied the boy.

”What's wrong with it, this time?”

”I've gotten auchteenpence ower muckle.”

”Never mind,” said a smart boy, in a loud whisper, with a sly glance at the master, ”keep it tae yersel', Jock.”

=Landseer's Deadly Influence=

An amusing incident took place during one of Landseer's early visits to Scotland. In the course of his journey he stopped at a village, and as his habit was, took great notice of the many dogs, jotting down sketches of such as took his fancy most. On the next day he continued his journey. As he pa.s.sed through the village, Landseer was surprised and horrified to see dogs of all kinds, some of which he recognized, hanging dead from trees or railings on every side. Presently he saw a boy, who, with tears in his eyes, was hurrying a young pup towards the river to drown it. He questioned the urchin, and to his surprise found that the villagers looked upon him as an excise-officer, who was taking notes of the dogs with a view to prosecute the owners of such as had not paid their tax.

=Trying One Grave First=

An old shoemaker in Glasgow was sitting by the bedside of his wife who was dying. She took him by the hand and said: ”Weel, John, we're gowin'

to part. I have been a gude wife to you, John.” ”Oh, just middling, Jenny, just middlin',” said John, not disposed to commit himself.

”John,” says she, ”ye maun promise to bury me in the auld kirkyard at Str'avon, beside my mither. I could'na rest in peace among unco' folk, in the dirt and smoke o' Glasgow.” ”Weel, weel, Jenny, my woman,” said John, soothingly, ”we'll just try ye in Glasgow first, an' gin ye dinna lie quiet, we'll try you in Str'avon.” [8]

=”Capital Punishment”--Modified=

Two Scotchmen, turning the corner of a street rather sharply, come into collision. The shock was stunning to one of them. He pulled off his hat, and, laying his hand on his forehead, said: ”Sic a blow! My heed's a'

ringin' again!”

”Nae wonder,” said his companion; ”your head was aye empty--that makes it ring. My heed disna ring a bit.”

”How could it ring,” said the other, ”seeing it was crackit?”

=Matter More Than Manner=

Norman M'Leod was once preaching in a district in Ayrs.h.i.+re, where the reading of a sermon is regarded as the greatest fault of which the minister can be guilty. When the congregation dispersed an old woman, overflowing with enthusiasm, addressed her neighbor. ”Did ye ever hear onything sae gran'? Wasna that a sermon?” But all her expressions of admiration being met by a stolid glance, she shouted: ”Speak, woman!

Wasna that a sermon?” ”Ou ay,” replied her friend sulkily; ”but he read it.” ”Read it!” said the other, with indignant emphasis. ”I wadna care if he had whistled it.”

=Curious Use of a Word=

The word ”honest” has in Scotland a peculiar application, irrespective of any integrity of moral character. It is a kindly mode of referring to an individual, as we would say to a stranger: ”Honest man, would you tell me the way to----?” or as Lord Hermand, when about to sentence a woman for stealing, began remonstratively; ”Honest woman, what gar'd ye steal your neighbor's tub?”

=Finding Work for His Cla.s.s, While He Dined=

A clergyman in Scotland, who had appointed a day for the catechising of some of his congregation, happened to receive an invitation to dinner for the same day, and having forgotten his previous engagement, he accepted it. Just as he was mounting his gig to depart, he perceived the first of his cla.s.s entering his garden, and the remainder coming over the hill, and at once became aware of the mistake he had made. Here was a fix. But the minister's ready wit soon came to his a.s.sistance.

”What have you come for, John?” he asked, addressing the first comer.