"It means "to be born again," sir," was the answer.
"Quite right, quite right, my man. Would you like to be born again, Tommy?" said the examiner.
"No, sir, I wadna;" replied the heretical youth, boldly.
"Indeed, laddie, and wha for no"?" inquired the astounded preceptor.
"Because, sir," answered Tommy, "I"m fear"d I might be born a la.s.sie."
=Reasons For and Against Organs in Kirk=
At a certain gathering of Presbyterian clergymen one of them urged that organs should be introduced in order to draw more young people to the church; upon which an old minister remarked that this was acting on the principle of "O whistle, an" I"ll come to ye, my lad!"
=Too Much Light and Too Little=
A parish minister in Stirlingshire, noted for his parsimonious habits, had his glebe land wholly cropped with corn upon one occasion. After the ingatherings of harvest, news reached him that a considerable fall in prices was expected, and he ordered his serviceable "man," John, to get the corn threshed and taken to market with all possible speed. Now the beadle, having a well-founded hatred for his master"s greed, set about his work in his ordinary style--a slow, if sure, process. John"s style, however, did not on this occasion please the minister, who ordered him to get through with the task, even though he should get it done by candle-light.
"Weel, weel," said the beadle; "say nae mair aboot it; it"ll be done, sir, e"en as ye desire."
Next day the minister, hearing the sound of the flail, entered the barn to see what progress was being made with the work, when, to his astonishment and anger, he found his beadle "flailing" away with might and main, and a candle burning brightly on each side of the threshing-floor.
"What"s this I see? What"s the meaning of this?" demanded his master.
"Candles burning in broad daylight!"
"Oh, contain yersel", sir--contain yersel"," replied John with provoking coolness. "I"m daein" nae mair than ye bade me, for I"m daein" the job baith by day-licht and by can"le-licht."
The beadle, after being severely lectured on his extravagant conduct, was ordered to take the candles to the kitchen, and henceforth and at all times he was to be deprived of their use.
One night shortly after, a message came to the minister that one of his parishioners, who lived at a distance, was supposed to be dying, and was anxious to see him. John was dispatched to saddle the horse; and his master set about equipping himself for the journey. He then stepped across to where John was waiting with the animal, and seizing the reins, was about to mount, when suddenly, seeing a pair of horns on the crest of the steed, he shouted: "What in all the earth is this you have done, John?"
The beadle, comically peering in the darkness at the creature, exclaimed: "I declare, sir, if I hav"na saddled the coo instead o" the horse, for the want o" can"le-licht!"
=A Reproof Cleverly Diverted=
The punctuality which reigned over the domestic regulations of Dr.
Chalmers was sometimes not a little inconvenient to his guests.
His aunt, while living in the house, appearing one morning too late for breakfast, and well knowing what awaited her if she did not "take the first word o" flyting," thus diverted the expected storm.
"Oh! Mr. Chalmers," she exclaimed, as she entered the room, "I had such a strange dream last night; I dreamt that you were dead. And I dreamt,"
she continued, "that the funeral cards were written; and the day came, and the folk came, and the hour came; but what do you think happened?
Why, the clock had scarce done chapping twelve, which was the hour named in the cards, when a loud knocking was heard in the coffin, and a voice, gey peremptory and ill-pleased like, came out of it, saying, "Twelve"s chappit, and ye"re no liftin"!""
The doctor was too fond of a joke not to relish this one; and, in the hearty laugh which followed, the ingenious culprit escaped. [22]
=A Scotch "Squire"=
"What name, sir?" said a booking clerk at a coach office in Paisley, to a person who was applying for a seat in the Glasgow coach.
"What hae ye to dae wi" my name, gin I gie ye the siller?" replied the applicant.
"I require it for the way-bill; and unless you give it, you can"t have a place in the coach," said the clerk.
"Oh! gin that be the case, I suppose ye maun hae"t. Weel, then, my name"s John Tamson o" b.u.t.ter Braes, an" ye may put "Esquire" till"t, gin ye like; at least, I live on my ain farm."
=Peter Peebles" Prejudice=
"Ow, he is just a weed harum-scarum creature, that wad never take his studies; daft, sir, clean daft."
"Deft!" said the justice; "what d"ye mean by deft--eh?"
"Just Fifish," replied Peter; "wowf--a wee bit by the East--Nook, or sae; it"s common case--the ae half of the warld thinks the t.i.ther daft.
I have met folk in my day that thought I was daft mysell; and, for my part, I think our Court of Session clean daft, that have had the great cause of Peebles against Plainstanes before them for this score of years, and have never been able to ding the bottom of it yet." [20]
=English versus Scotch Sheep"s Heads=
A Scottish family, having removed to London, wished to have a sheep"s head prepared as they had been accustomed to have it at home, and sent the servant to procure one.
"My gude man," said the girl, "I want a sheep"s head."
"There"s plenty of them," replied the knight of the knife, "choose one for yourself."
"Na, na," said she, "I want ane that will sing (singe)."
"Go, you stupid girl," said he, "whoever heard of a sheep"s head that could sing?"
"Why," said the girl in wrath, "it"s ye that"s stupid; for a" the sheep"s heads in Scotland can sing; but I jalouse your English sheep are just as grit fules as their owners, and can do naething as they ocht."
=Seeking, not Help, but Information--and Getting It=
The landlord of the hotel at the foot of Ben Nevis tells a story of an Englishman stumbling into a bog between the mountain and the inn, and sinking up to his armpits. In danger of his life he called out to a tall Highlander who was pa.s.sing by, "How can I get out of this?" to which the Scotchman replied, "I dinna think ye can," and coolly walked on.
=Compulsory Education and a Father"s Remedy=
One of the members of a Scottish School Board was recently discussing the question of compulsory education with a worthy elector, who addressed him as follows: "An" that"s gospel, is"t, that ye"re gaun to eddicatt my bairns whuther I will or no?"
The member proceeded to explain.
"Weel, I"ll just tell ye. Ye say they"re to be eddicatt; I say they"re no" an" they sanna. I"ll droon them first!"