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An English gentleman on a tour through Scotland, was unfortunately accompanied by wet weather most of the time. When he set out from Glasgow to Greenock, the morning was very fine; however, before he had proeeededproceeded [sic] half way, he was overtaken by a heavy shower. "Boy," (says he to a little fellow herding near the road-side) "does it always rain in this country!" "Na," replied the boy, "it sometimes snaws."

A master tailor in Glasgow, lately reading the Newspapers to his family, and when expressing the title. Liberty of the Press in France, one of his daughters interrupted him, by asking what the Liberty of the Press meaned? "I'll soon answer that question," said he: "You know when your mother goes out, and leaves the key in the eupboardcupboard [sic] door, where the bread butter and sugar lies, then you have access:-That's the Liberty o' the Press."

A Scottish Laird and his man Donald, travelling southward; at the first English Inn, the room in where they were to sleep contained a bed for the master and a truckle for the man, which drew forth from beneath the larger couch. Such furniture being new to the Highlanders, they mistook the four-posted pavilion for the two beds, and the Laird mounted the tester, while the man occupied the comfortable, lodging below. Finding himself