Scotland -- Social life and customs -- Fiction; Short stories
It seems yesterday that Milton--who had come into the Glen a month
before from Muirtown, and visited the two churches to detect errors
for two months--was explaining the signs of true religion to the silent
kirkyard, when he caught Jamie's eye and fell away into the weather, and
the minister of Kildrummie's son, who was preaching for the doctor, and
winding up his sermon with an incredible anecdote, came under the spell
at the distance of the pulpit, and only saved himself by giving out
a psalm. The man who passed Jamie's eye was true to the backbone, and
might open his mouth in any place.
Every man requires room for the play of his genius, and it was generally
agreed that Jamie, who had pricked many wind bags, came to his height in
dealing with Milton.
“Milton wes faithfu' wi' ye in the third comin' up frae the Junction
on Friday nicht, a'm hearin', Drumsheugh; the fouk say ye were that
affeckit ye cud hardly gie yir ticket tae Peter.”
“He's the maist barefaced (impudent) wratch that's ever been seen in
this Glen,” and Drumsheugh went at large; “he 'ill ask ye questions
nae man hes ony richt tae pit tae neebur. An' a wakely cratur as weel,
greetin' an' whinin' like a bairn.”
“A 'm astonished at ye,” said Jamie in grave rebuke, “an' you an elder.
Ye sud be thankfu' sic a gude man hes come tae the pairish. There's
naethin' but dry banes, he says, but he's ex-peckin' tae roose us afore
he's dune.
“He's no feared, a 'll admit,” continued Jamie, “but a'm no sae sure
that he 's wakely; ye didna hear o' him an' his pairtner in the cloth
shop at Muirtown.”
The kirkyard thirsted for the news.
“Weel, ye see, the pairtner pit in five hun-dert, an' Milton pit
in five, and they cairried on business for sax year thegither. They
separated laist spring, an' Milton cam oot wi' a thoo sand an' the
pairtner wi' naethin'.
“Milton hed been sairly tried wi' the ither man's warldliness, walkin'
on Sabbath an' sic-like, an' he wes sayin' in the train that he felt
like Jacob wi' Esau all the time. It's grand tae hae the poor o' Bible
illustration. A thoo-sand wud juist stock Milton fine, an' leave a note
or twa in the bank.
“What a'm feared for is that some misguided Drumtochty man micht try tae
tak advantage o' Milton in a bargain an' get a jidgment. Providence, ye
ken, watches ower thae simple-minded craturs, an' it's juist wunnerfu'
hoo they come aff in the end. But a'm dootin' that he's no strong; he
hes tae tak care o' himsel.”
As the fathers waited patiently for more, Jamie continued in his most
casual tone:
“He cairried a box in his hand Friday a week, an' pit it ablow the seat
in the kerridge; it wes aboot auchteen inches square and nine deep, an'
markit 'Hoggs' Patent Soap;' thae new soaps are brittle; a' dinna wunner
he wes carefu'.
“Ye sud hae heard him on the drinkin' at Muirtown market an' the duty of
total abstinence; he wantit Hillocks tae tak the pledge at the Junction,
but Drumtochty fouk's dour an' ill tae manage.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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