He said to himself that the evil he dreaded had gone by his door, and he was rather complacent over the bold stand he had taken.
That day, as he was slowly walking through the Exchange, pondering a proposal for Virginia goods, Deacon Strang accosted him.

"Callendar, a good day to ye; I congratulate ye on the new firm o' Callendar & Leslie.

They are brave lads, and like enough--if a' goes weel--to do weel." John did not allow an eyelash to betray his surprise and chagrin.

"Ah, Strang!" he answered, "the Callendars are a big clan, and we are a' kin; sae, if you tak to congratulating me on every Callendar whose name ye see aboon a doorstep, you'll hae mair business on hand than you'll ken how to manage.

A good day to you!" But Deacon Callendar went up Great George street that day with a heavy, angry heart.