In the family of Scott of Thirlestane (not Thirlestane in the Forest, but the place of the same name in Roxburghshire) was long preserved a cup of the same kind, in the form of a jack-boot.

Each guest was obliged to empty this at his departure.

If the guest's name was Scott, the necessity was doubly imperative.
When the landlord of an inn presented his guests with DEOCH AN DORUIS, that is, the drink at the door, or the stirrup-cup, the draught was not charged in the reckoning.

On this point a learned Bailie of the town of Forfar pronounced a very sound judgement.
A., an ale-wife in Forfar, had brewed her 'peck of malt,' and set the liquor out of doors to cool; the cow of B., a neighbour of A.chanced to come by, and seeing the good beverage, was allured to taste it, and finally to drink it up.

When A.came to take in her liquor, she found the tub empty, and from the cow's staggering and staring, so as to betray her intemperance, she easily divined the mode in which her 'brewst' had disappeared.