eyes.

'Well,' continued Robert Fraser, lightened by Saunders's apparent
agreement, 'the time came when he was clear from the college, and
wanted a practice. He had been ill-advised that he had not got his
share of the farm, and he wanted it selled to share and share alike.
Now I kenned, and you ken, Saunders, that it's no' worth much in one
share let alone two. So I got the place quietly bonded, and bought him
old Dr. Aitkin's practice in Cairn Edward with the money.

'I have tried to do my best for the lad, for it was laid on me to be my
brother's keeper. He doesna come here much,' continued Robert, 'but I
think he's not so ill against me as he was. Saunders, he waved his
hand to me when he was gaun by the day!'

'That was kind of him,' said Saunders M'Quhirr.

'Ay, was it no',' said the Stickit Minister, eagerly, with a soft look
in his eyes as he glanced up at his brother's portrait in cap and gown,
which hung over the china dogs on the mantelpiece.

'I got my notice this morning that the bond is to be called up in
November,' said Robert. 'So I'll be obliged to flit.'

Saunders M'Quhirr started to his feet in a moment. 'Never,' he said,
with the spark of fire alive now in his eyes, 'never as lang as there's
a beast on Drumquhat, or a poun' in Cairn Edward Bank'--bringing down
his clenched fist upon the Milton on the table.

'No, Saunders, no,' said the Stickit Minister, very gently; 'I thank
you kindly, but I'll be flitted before that!'

THE LAMMAS PREACHING

By S. R. CROCKETT

'And I further intimate,' said the minister, 'that I will preach this
evening at Cauldshaws, and my text will be from the ninth chapter of
the book of Ecclesiastes and the tenth verse, "Whatsoever thy hand
findeth to do, do it with thy might."'

'Save us,' said Janet MacTaggart, 'he's clean forgotten "if it be the
Lord's wull." Maybe he'll be for gaun whether it's His wull or
no'--he's a sair masterfu' man, the minister; but he comes frae the
Machars,[*] an' kens little aboot the jealous God we hae amang the
hills o' Gallowa'!'

[*] The Eastern Lowlands of Wigtonshire.

The minister continued, in the same high, level tone in which he did
his preaching, 'There are a number of sluggards who lay the weight of
their own laziness on the Almighty, saying, "I am a worm and no
man--how should I strive with my Maker?" whenever they are at strife
with their own sluggishness. There will be a word for all such this
even