The active habits of those little creatures soon made the position of the intruder upon their domain very uncomfortable; and, afraid that his audience might observe something of this discomfort in his manner, he apologised by the remark--"Brethren, though I hope I have the word of God in my mouth, I think the deil himself has gotten into my breeks." There was often no doubt a sharp conflict of wits when some of these humorist ministers came into collision with members of their flocks who were _also_ humorists.

Of this nature is the following anecdote, which I am assured is genuine:--A minister in the north was taking to task one of his hearers who was a frequent defaulter, and was reproaching him as a habitual absentee from public worship.

The accused vindicated himself on the plea of a dislike to long sermons.

"'Deed, man," said the reverend monitor, a little nettled at the insinuation thrown out against himself, "if ye dinna mend, ye may land yersell where ye'll no be troubled wi' mony sermons either lang or short." "Weel, aiblins sae," retorted John, "but _that_ mayna be for want o' ministers." An answer to another clergyman, Mr.Shireff, parochial minister of St.
Ninian's, is indicative of Scottish and really clever wit.

One of the members of his church was John Henderson or Anderson--a very decent douce shoemaker--and who left the church and joined the Independents, who had a meeting in Stirling.