. The laird of Logan, or, Anecdotes and tales illustrative of the wit and humour of Scotland. stossed to him by a liberal John Bull; Scotchmen deal morein the brown. Dawson looked at the gift with astonishment,and exclaimed, Man, youre raaist as daft as eccentric had, as a set-off against the want of in-tellect, a considerable portion of cunning and sarcasm,with a very peculiar mode of shifting the responsibility ofhis sarcasms on a third party. Dawson pretended tonave a familiar spirit which he consulted on all occasionsof difficulty. His mode of consulting the oracle, wasputting
. The laird of Logan, or, Anecdotes and tales illustrative of the wit and humour of Scotland. stossed to him by a liberal John Bull; Scotchmen deal morein the brown. Dawson looked at the gift with astonishment,and exclaimed, Man, youre raaist as daft as eccentric had, as a set-off against the want of in-tellect, a considerable portion of cunning and sarcasm,with a very peculiar mode of shifting the responsibility ofhis sarcasms on a third party. Dawson pretended tonave a familiar spirit which he consulted on all occasionsof difficulty. His mode of consulting the oracle, wasputting his bonnet over his face and muttering someincoherences, and then giving the response which he him-self had previously manufactured. Two ladies gave himtwopence, when Dawson addressed himself immediately t«ills oracle. The ladies, struck at the singular attitude,inquired at liim what he was doing, I was just inquir-ing, replied he, whether I should tak what ye gied me. Ay; and what answer did yc got ? Ou, just to takit but it wasna what micht hae been expeckit. IjVIRD of LOGA>f. 481 N. REV. WALTER DUNLOP. The Rev. Walter Dunlop was minister of the SecondUnited Secession Church, Dumfries, now the United Pres-byterian Cliurch. Mr D. was a gentleman of the most facetioustorn in conversation; his wit and humour are known over thewhole church with which he was connected. He only diedwithin these few years (1S52). Mr Dunlop was returning one evening from visiting some families in the country, and as he approached the town, ho observed an oldish dame in a towering passion at some geese who had takeu liberties in a field of oats. With uplifted hands Bhe cried, Deil choke you, ye lang neckit brutes, brokin the guid corn that gait! Mr D. passed on without taking notica 2i 482 LAIRD OF LOGAN. of the offensive expression. He had not proceeded far when hecame up to a man whose attire and occupation proclaimed hiscountry and his craft. Come out, cried Paddy to a drove ofgrunters who had
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