So I made another sermon on the text, "The boar out of the wood doth waste it, and the wild beast of the field doth devour it," and went down to the south.

It wass not a dyke and some drains, but enough to build a byre and a stable I came back with.

That wass in '55, and before '60 there will be a new manse with twelve rooms that iss good for letting to the English people.

But it wass ten years the church needed, and a year for the porch to keep it warm, for I am not liking stoves, and will not hef one in Crianshalloch.
"'It iss wonderful how much money the bodies hef in Glasgow, and it iss good for them to be hearing sound doctrine at a time.

There will be no Arminianism when I am preaching, and no joking; but maybe there will be some parables, oh yes, about the sheep coming in at the manse door for want of a fence, and the snow lying in the pulpit.' "There is a cateran for you, and, mind you, a good fellow too.