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few incidents like the following led me to infer. 

 Two or three years ago I accepted an invita- 

 tion from a friend, who had taken some shooting 

 near Alford, in Aberdeenshire, to visit him for a 

 fortnight, and try the river Don. I found myself 

 at the station at Aberdeen at a little before four 

 o'clock in the morning ; and on inquiry I found 

 that the train did not start for Alford till seven. 

 Seeing a truck almost full of luggage on the 

 way to the station, whence the train to Alford 

 would start, I flung my carpet-bag on the top of 

 it, and offered the porter sixpence. He looked 

 at me for a moment or two, and then at the six- 

 pence ; and all he kept exclaiming deliberately 

 for some time was, " Suxpence indeed, suxpence, 

 suxpence !" Well, I said, if you are not satisfied, 

 I will carry the bag myself. But no ! he kept on 

 in the same cuckoo note, " Suxpence, suxpence;" 

 till seeing I was getting impatient, and about to 

 take the bag from the truck, to my unutterable 

 amusement, he called out, "Well, gie us your 

 suxpence," and off he went with the bag. 



