As if ever a fiddler that did not look up to the clouds would be anything but a catgut-scraper! Even Elshender's fiddle was the one angel that held back the heavy curtain of his gross nature, and let the sky shine through.

He ought to have been set fiddling every Sunday morning, and from his fiddling dragged straight to church.

It was the only thing man could have done for his conversion, for then his heart was open, But I fear the prayers would have closed it before the sermon came.

He should rather have been compelled to take his fiddle to church with him, and have a gentle scrape at it in the pauses of the service; only there are no such pauses in the service, alas! And Dooble Sanny, though not too religious to get drunk occasionally, was a great deal too religious to play his fiddle on the Sabbath: he would not willingly anger the powers above; but it was sometimes a sore temptation, especially after he got possession of old Mr.Falconer's wonderful instrument.
'Hoots, man!' he would say to Robert; 'dinna han'le, her as gin she war an egg-box.

Tak haud o' her as gin she war a leevin' crater.