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is wee enough already an' wha do ye think's gaun to be fashed wi' masons an' wrights, an' a' thae clanjamfray about their house? Faith no-the devil a petition will be putten up in this house as lang's am in't; we're gaun to flit at Whitsunday, so ye may come then an' put up as mony petitions as ye like.'

DUKE OF BUCCLEUCH.

Henry, Duke of Buccleuch was greatly beloved by his numerous tenantry. One of his small tenants, Jamie Howie by name, had a son about four years of age, who, having heard much of the great Duke of Buccleuch, was very anxious to see him. Honest Jamie, in a few days, was honoured with a visit from the Duke; when Jamie doffing his bonnet, and making a reverential bow, says, 'O, my lord! ye maunna be angry wi' me, but it's God's truth, my lord, there's a daft wee callant o' mine that canna rest, nor let others rest, nicht nor day; he has ta'en in his head sic a notion o' seeing what like ye are; gudesake, my lord, I dinna think he has ony yedea ye are a man at a', but some far awa, outlandish, ower sea creature.' The Duke, mightily tickled with this fancy, desired Jamie to bring the youngster into his presence forth with. Out comes the juvenile