The culprit was a staunch Seceder, and owned a small farm.

Mr.Leslie, with an old-fashioned zeal for the Established Church, said to him, "The king will come in the cadger's road some day.

Ye wadna come to the parish kirk, though it were to save your life, wad ye?
Come noo, an' I'se mak ye a' richt!" Next Sabbath the seceding smuggler appeared in the parish kirk, and as the paupers were receiving parochial allowance, Mr.Leslie slipped a shilling into the smuggler's hand.

When the J.P.Court was held, Mr.Leslie was present, when a fine was proposed to be exacted from the smuggler.

"Fine!" said Mr.Leslie; "he's mair need o' something to get duds to his back.