A Scotch parson said recently, somewhat sarcastically, of a toper, that he put an enemy into his mouth to steal away his brains, but that the enemy, after a thorough search, returned without anything.
=Going to the Doctor"s and "Taking" Something=
A Scotch lad was on one occasion accused of stealing some articles from a doctor"s shop. The judge was much struck with his respectable appearance, and asked him why he was guilty of such a contemptible act.
"Weel, ye see," replied the prisoner, "I had a bit of pain in my side, and my mither tauld me tae gang tae the doctor"s and tak" something."
"Oh, yes," said the judge, "but surely she didn"t tell you to go and take an eight-day clock!"
The prisoner was evidently nonplused, but it was only for a moment.
Turning to the judge, a bright smile of humor stealing over his countenance, he replied quietly:
"There"s an auld proverb that says, "Time an" the doctur cure a"
diseases," an" sae I thocht"--but the remainder was lost in the laughter of the court.
=A Case in Which Comparisons Were Odious=
The late Rev. Dr. John Hunter, the much-loved minister of the Tron Parish, Edinburgh, had a call one morning from one of his many poor parishioners, who said he had come to ask a favor. On the worthy minister"s requesting him to specify its nature, he replied, "Weel, sir, it"s to marry me."
"Very good, John," the minister said; "let me know the place, day and hour, and I shall be at your service."
"But, sir," the bridegroom answered, "it"s the noo!" (The bride was waiting outside.)
"Filthy and untidy as you are! No, no; go home and wash, and dress yourself, and then I shall be prepared to perform the ceremony."
"Bless ye, sir, ye should see _her_!" was the response of the applicant.
=Pulpit Aids=
_Young Minister_: "I don"t think I need put on the gown, John; it"s only an enc.u.mbrance."
_Beadle_: "Ay, sir; it makes ye mair impressive--an" ye need it a", sir, ye need it a"."
=Choosing a Minister=
The parish kirk of Driechtor had been rather unfortunate in its ministers, two of them having gone off in a decline within a twelvemonth of their appointment, and now, after hearing a number of candidates for the vacancy, the members were looking forward with keen interest to the meeting at which the election takes place.
"Weel, Marget," asked one female parishioner of another, as they foregathered on the road one day, "wha are you gaun to vote for?"
"I"m just thinkin" I"ll vote for nane o" them. I"m no muckle o" a judge, an" it"ll be the safest plan," was Marget"s sagacious reply.
"Toots, woman, if that"s the way o"t, vote wi" me."
"An" hoo are you gaun to vote?"
"I"m gaun to vote for the soundest lungs, an"ll no bother us deein"
again in a hurry."
=Prince Albert and the Ship"s Cook=
During the earlier visits of the royal family to Balmoral, Prince Albert, dressed in a very simple manner, was crossing one of the Scotch lakes in a steamer, and was curious to note everything relating to the management of the vessel, and among other things, the cooking.
Approaching the galley, where a brawny Highlander was attending the culinary matters, he was attracted by the savory odors of a compound known by Scotchmen as "hodge-podge," which the Highlander was preparing.
"What is that?" asked the prince, who was not known to the cook.
"Hodge-podge, sir," was the reply.
"How is it made?" was the next question.
"Why, there"s mutton intil"t, and turnips intil"t, and carrots intil"t and----
"Yes, yes," said the prince, who had not learned that "intil"t" meant "into it;" "but what is intil"t?"
"Why, there"s mutton intil"t, and turnips intil"t, and carrots intil"t and----"
"Yes, I see, but what is intil"t?"
The man looked at him, and seeing the prince was serious, he replied: "There"s mutton intil"t, and turnips intil"t and----"
"Yes, certainly, I know," urged the inquirer; "but what is intil"t--intil"t?"
"Ye daft gowk," yelled the Highlander, brandishing a large spoon, "am I no" telling ye what"s intil"t! There"s mutton intil"t and----"
Here the interview was brought to a close by one of the prince"s suite, who was fortunately pa.s.sing, and stepped in to save his royal highness from being rapped over the head with the big spoon while in search of information from the cook.
="To Memory "Dear""=
"Jeems," said the laird one day to his gardener, "there was something I was going to ask you, but man, for the life o" me I canna mind what it was." "Mebbe," said Jeems, who had received no pay for three weeks, "mebbe," said he, "it was to spier at me fat wey I was keepin" body and soul thegither on the wages I wasna gettin"."
=Good "for Nothing"--not the Goodness Worth Having=
It was a wet day and Jamie Stoddart could not go out to play; Mrs.
Stoddart, who had just cleared away the breakfast things, and was about to commence a big heap of ironing, noticed sighs of incipient restlessness in the laddie, and said; "Now, I hope you"ll be a good boy the day, Jamie; I"ve an awfu" lot o" work to dae, an" I can"t have you bothering me." "Wull ye gie me a penny if I"m awfu" guid a" day lang?"
asked her son. "Mebbe I will," was the reply; "but would it no" be better to be a guid laddie just to please me?" "I"m no" sae shuir o"
that," answered the laddie, reflectively. "Ma teacher at the schule says it aye better to be good even for a little, than to be guid for naething." He got that penny.
="The Weaker Vessel"=
The minister of a parish in Scotland was called in some time ago to effect a reconciliation between a fisherman of a certain village and his wife. After using all the arguments in his power to convince the offending husband that it was unmanly in him, to say the least of it, to strike Polly with his fist, the minister concluded: "David, you know that the wife is the weaker vessel, and you should have pity on her."