THEIR ROUND OF LIFE AND LABOUR. 7 
“ Janet Euing, ‘ Shavie’s’ wife, 
Pray pay the cash and save his life, 
For poor auld ‘ Shavie’ is in jile, 
An’ distant frae you sixteen mile. 
Portnockie Cullen.” 
Often enough these cognomens lead to little mistakes of 
an irritating kind, but in all legal documents or communi- 
cations of importance the nickname is always used as a 
mode of identification. 
It was a cause of surprise, when on a recent occasion 
His Royal Highness the Prince of Wales entertained the 
fisher people who were visiting the International Exhibition, 
that the majority of those who had come from Scotland 
were teetotallers, who would neither drink beer nor Burgundy. 
It is not, perhaps, too much to say that at the herring 
fishery a large number of the vessels are now what are 
called “teetotal boats,’ on board of which no spirits are 
ever taken; and the men find they can fish quite as well 
without supplies of whisky as when they took two or 
three drams every night. It used to be a standing re- 
proach to the Newhaven fishwives in the olden time that 
they “drank,” and there was no doubt a little truth in the 
accusation; after carrying about a load of fish weighing 
from eighty to a hundred and twenty pounds they were 
sometimes, as the saying goes, dead beat, and resorted on 
occasion to “a dram” to restore their flagging energies. 
When Sir Walter Scott witnessed the work performed by 
the fisherwomen of Auchmithie—when he saw them rush 
into the water to bring their husbands and sons ashore on 
their shoulders—he was not surprised to learn that some 
of them partook of stimulants. “You take a dram, I 
perceive,” said the author of ‘Waverley.’ “Oh, deed we dee 
that, an’ we hae muckle need o’ ’t tee!” was the prompt and 
