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656<br />

<strong>The</strong> <strong>Highland</strong> Monthly.<br />

As the minister proceeded with his devotions, the elder,<br />

remembering said sermon, and afraid for his reputation at<br />

this early stage <strong>of</strong> his church career, drew quietly towards<br />

the open window <strong>of</strong> the smithy, and disappeared. After a<br />

furtive glance around, his example was followed by the<br />

shoemaker ; M'Taggart, the miller, hesitated, but remem-<br />

bered that he had a child to baptise, and made his<br />

exit just as the minister touched upon "those who<br />

idled away their time while eternity was at their<br />

elbows." This reference was too pointed for the nerves <strong>of</strong><br />

the schoolmaster (concealed behind the door), and he<br />

squeezed his corpulent frame through the window just as a<br />

group <strong>of</strong> his most mischievous pupils happened to pass<br />

<strong>The</strong>y stared, then giggled, and the dominie concluded that<br />

his flight from Grace had met with its just reward. Next<br />

to the schoolmaster, who was more important than the<br />

beadle? Adopting this view, this <strong>of</strong>ficial pocketed his<br />

snuff-mull, kept his eye steadily on the minister's hat, and<br />

in a trice was outside the building. Left alone, the smith<br />

began to feel nervous. What should he do ? It was not<br />

yet breakfast time, and his duty was to remain and work ;<br />

but then it would be an exceedingly awkward matter to<br />

account for his companions. By this time the minister had<br />

reached the parish, which meant that his devotions were<br />

drawing to a close <strong>The</strong> smith was considered the bravest<br />

man in the village; but face the parson in such circumstances.<br />

never<br />

All might have been well, even should Mr Cameron<br />

have found himself saying " amen " in an empty smithy.<br />

But good intentions sometimes miscarry. <strong>The</strong> clerk <strong>of</strong><br />

the Presbytery; who had had occasion to quarrel with Mr<br />

Cameron on sundry matters, ecclesiastical and routine,<br />

passed just as the blacksmith dropped from the window,<br />

and, seeing the door open, looked in to see what was wrong.<br />

He found his brotlier minister alone, fervently praying for<br />

George the Third ; and he chuckled — a failing which<br />

ministers have in common with other human beings. <strong>The</strong>

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