When he took me to his magnificent castle hard by, he said to me "Ye're vera welcome to ma hoose,"-- and I entered to inspect his gallery of pictures: among them I noticed, with surprise at such an incongruous subject for a painting, an ugly red factory in course of building, and a man on a ladder leaning against it, with a hod on his shoulder.

To my inquiry about this, he replied, "Yon's mysel',--I'm proud to say; that's what I was, and this is what I am." He had made, while yet a workman, some discovery about cold blast or hot blast (I don't know which) and gained enormous wealth thereby.

He is the man who gave half a million of money to the Scotch Established Church..