The Doctor, never having been introduced, did not reply.

Mr.Dunlop withdrew, and said to his friend, "Eh! but isna he a queer man, that Doctor, he'll neither speak to God nor man." The Rev.John Brown of Whitburn was riding out one day on an old pony, when he was accosted by a rude youth: "I say, Mr.Broon, what gars your horse's tail wag that way ?" "Oo, juist what gars your tongue wag; it's fashed wi' a _wakeness_." About sixty years ago there were two ministers in Sanquhar of the name of Thomson, one of whom was father of the late Dr.Andrew Thomson of Edinburgh, the other was father of Dr.Thomson of Balfron.

The domestic in the family of the latter was rather obtrusive with her secret devotions, sometimes kneeling on the stairs at night, and talking loud enough to be heard.

On a communion season she was praying devoutly and exclusively for her minister: "Remember Mr.Tamson, no him at the Green, but oor ain Mr.Tamson." Rev.Mr.Leslie of Morayshire combined the duties of justice of peace with those of parochial clergyman.

One day he was taken into confidence by a culprit who had been caught in the act of smuggling, and was threatened with a heavy fine.