Scotland/Scots > Licht frae the smiddy o' Saunders Dinwuddie

NO FELLOWSHIP WITH EVIL-DOERS.
eaten up o’ worms or ony ither vermin whatever.’
“ Do you patronise Saturday evening amuse¬
ments, Saunders ?”
“I patronise sin, Sir, in nae shape willingly.
A bonnie preparation for the Sabbath ! Na, na !
Gang to the house o’ God wi’ the echoes o’ some
yfuil sangs’ ringin’ and bizzin’ in my head?
Neither I, Sir, nor ony o’ my household patronise
ony sic thing ; and I say to the workin’ man and
his bairns, dinna ye fling awa’ your siller ; keep
it, nurse it, cherish it, no as an idol, but as a
necessity. Tak’ tent o’ your siller, my man.
Keep your pence and they will grow shillings ;
keep your shillings and they will grow pounds ;
but dinna let sin under ony shape turn your
pouches inside out, and lauch at you into the bar¬
gain. Keep your siller, and the Lord gie you
grace to use and no abuse ony o’ his gude gifts.
Mak’ your hame your readin’-room, your lecture-
room, your concert-room ; find your amusements
there, sing there, dance there, lauch there, and
let your honest hearts rejoice in the lovin’ unity
o’ the speerit, and dinna let the warld bewitch ye,
nor sin beguile ye, and lead ye awa wi’ the great
herd o’ evil-doers, to the darkenin’ o’ your souls,
the hardenin’ o’ your hearts, the deadenin’ o’ your
consciences, and keep your gude siller for gude
ends, my frien’s, and fling na a bawbee o’t into
sin’s treasury.”
“Very wholesome counsel, Saunders. Good
night.”
“ Gude nicht, Sir; and may we a’ learn wisdom
in time. Gude nicht.”