Every means were used to relieve him from his discomfort; but as the time drew on for divine service he became much distressed, and ejaculated over and over, "Oh, I wush that I was dry; do you think I'm dry?
do you think I'm dry eneuch noo ?" His jocose colleague could resist no longer, but, patting him on the shoulder, comforted him with the sly assurance, "Bide a wee, Doctor, and ye'se be _dry eneuch_ when ye get into the pu'pit." Another quaint remark of the facetious doctor to his more formal colleague has been preserved by friends of the family.

Dr.Henry, who with all his pleasantry and abilities, had himself as little popularity in the pulpit as his coadjutor, had been remarking to Dr.Macknight what a blessing it was that they were two colleagues in one charge, and continued dwelling on the subject so long, that Dr.Macknight, not quite pleased at the frequent reiteration of the remark, said that it certainly was a great pleasure to himself, but he did not see what great benefit it might be to the world.

"Ah," said Dr.Henry, "an it hadna been for that, there wad hae been _twa_ toom[179] kirks this day." Lord Cockburn tells a characteristic anecdote of Dr.Henry's behaviour the last day of his life.

I am indebted to a gentleman, himself also a distinguished member of the Scottish Church, for an authentic anecdote of this learned divine, and which occurred whilst Dr.Macknight was the minister of Maybole.

One of his parishioners, a well-known humorous blacksmith of the parish, who, no doubt, thought that the Doctor's learned books were rather a waste of time and labour for a country pastor, was asked if his minister was at home.