Planters from the colony would dwell with us for a season, and their sons often come to Glasgow for their schooling.

You could see the proud fellows walking the streets in brave clothes, and marching into the kirk on Sabbath with a couple of servants carrying cushions and Bibles.

In the better class of tavern one could always meet with a Virginian or two compounding their curious drinks, and swearing their outlandish oaths.

Most of them had gone afield from Scotland, and it was a fine incentive to us young men to see how mightily they had prospered.

My uncle yielded, and it was arranged that I should sail with the first convoy of the New Year.