Dr. Mair packed up his quack medicine in silence, which was meant to be
impressive. He sighed, as if in sorrow for human ignorance and
unbelief; but seeing no favourable effect produced on the Sergeant he
said: "Your blood be on your own unbelieving head! I am free of it."
"Amen!" said the Sergeant; "and gang about yer business to auld wives
and idewits, that deserve to dee if they trust the like o’ you."
And so the great Dr. Mair departed in wrath--real or pretended--to
pursue his calling as a leech, verily sucking the blood of the
credulous, of whom there are not a few among rich and poor, who, loving
quackery, are quacked.[#]
[#] It may be added as an instructive fact, that such leeches suck at
least £300,000 a year out of the people of this country.
Having disposed of the Quack, we now back into the main line, and resume
our journey.
CHAPTER XXII
CORPORAL DICK
Corporal Dick, who lived in the village of Darnic, several hours’
journey by the "Highflyer" coach from Drumsylie, came at this time to
pay his annual visit to the Sergeant.
The Corporal, while serving in the same regiment with Adam, had been
impressed, as we have already indicated, by the Christian character of
his comrade. Those early impressions had been deepened shortly after his
return home from service. We need not here record the circumstances in
which this decided change in his sentiments and character had taken
place. Many of our Scotch readers, at least, have heard of the movement
in the beginning of this century by the devoted Haldanes, who, as
gentlemen of fortune, and possessing the sincerest and strongest
Christian convictions, broke the formality which was freezing Christian
life in many a district of Scotland. They did the same kind of work for
the Church in the North which Wesley and Whitfield had done for that in
the South, though with less permanent results as far as this world is
concerned. Dick joined the "Haldanites". Along with all the zeal and
strictness characteristic of a small body, he possessed a large share of
_bonhomie_, and of the freedom, subdued and regulated, of the old
soldier.
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