I can recall an amusing instance of this practice belonging to my early days.

The oldest recollections I have are connected with the name, the figure, the sayings and doings, of the old cow-herd at Fasque in my father's time; his name was Boggy, _i.e._ his ordinary appellation; his true name was Sandy Anderson.

But he was called Boggy from the circumstance of having once held a wretched farm on Deeside named Boggendreep.

He had long left it, and been unfortunate in it, but the name never left him,--he was Boggy to his grave.

The territorial appellation used to be reckoned complimentary, and more respectful than Mr.or any higher title to which the individual might be entitled.