"He ken't very weel," he said, "what gentility was; and after having lived all his life in a sixth story, he had not come to London to live upon the ground."
Significant Advice
A church in the north country which required a pastor had a beadle who took an active interest in all the proceedings taken to fill up the vacancy.
One of the candidates, after the afternoon service was over, put off his cloak in the vestry and slipped into the church, in which our worthy was just putting things to rights.
"I was just taking a look at the church," said the minister.
"Ay, tak' a guid look at it," said the beadle, "for it's no' likely ye'll ever see't again."
A "Wigging"
The Rev. Dr. Macleod (father of the late Dr. Norman Macleod) was proceeding to open a new place of worship.
As he passed slowly and gravely through the crowd gathered about the doors, an elderly man, with the peculiar kind of a wig known in that district—bright, smooth and of a reddish brown—accosted him:
"Doctor, if you please, I wish to speak to you."