"Oh, sir!" he replied; "give me a penny, and don't make me play. I assure you you won't regret it."
I understood his delicacy, and to show him that I appreciated it launched out my penny.
"But," I added, "do you never use your violin?"
"Yes, sir, sometimes," he said, lowering his voice, "as a threat."
I lost my penny, but saved my ears.
CHAPTER XI.
The Scotch Sabbath.—The Saviour in the Cornfield.—A good Advertisement.—Difference between the Inside and the Outside of a Tramcar.—How useful it is to be able to speak Scotch in Scotland.—Sermon and Lesson on Balistics at Edinburgh.—If you do Evil on the Sabbath, do it well.
he Lord's day is not called Sunday in Scotland, but the Sabbath, which is more biblical.