The folks we met were awfu' good to Mackenzie Murdoch and me while we were on tour in yon old days.

I've always liked to sit me doon, after a show, and talk to some of those in the audience, and then it was even easier than it is the noo.

I mind the things we did! There was the time when we must be fishermen! It was at Castle Douglas, in the Galloway district, that the landlord of our hotel asked us if we were fishermen.

He said we should be, since, if we were, there was a loch nearby where the sport was grand.
"Eh, Mac ?" I asked him.

"Are ye as good a fisherman as ye are a gowfer ?" "Scarcely so good, Harry," he said, smiling.
"Aweel, ne'er mind that," I said.