Argyll's Highlands, or, MacCailein Mor and the Lords of Lorne

1 62 ARGYLL S HIGHLANDS AND THE LORDS OF LORNE.
shop to drink success to their case. When the Cricket had the
spring of whisky in his heels he felt no delicacy in speaking to all
whom he met ; whether high or low, rich or poor, he passed his
observations on all ; and his tongue was in motion like any steam-
engine. Dr. Norman MacLeod was then the minister of the first
charge at Campbelton, and the Cricket went to him one day when
the doctor was in his garden amusing himself with dressing his beds
of flowers, and began to annoy him with his provoking and noisy
clatter. The doctor ordered him out of his garden ; but the Cricket
kept up his jeering chirp until the doctor could bear with it no
longer, and began to la}' about him with the rake, and, with its help
forcibly ejected him from his garden. The next Sabbath Daniel
was at church, and heard the doctor preach a very stirring sermon.
After the congregation had been dismissed, Daniel saluted the doctor
as he stood among his people, and said, "you have preached an
excellent sermon to-day, but words will not do ; you must take the
rake to them." This made the doctor smile, and reminded him of
the old minister who had spent his days in preaching to his people
without seeing any good resulting from his labours, and who, there-
fore, on a certain Sabbath, took with him into the pulpit a bag of
stones, and after he had preached, said, " I see that words will not
do, so I will give you stones! " and, taking up the bag, he pelted
his congregation with great dexterity, crying to them, "will that
do ? will that do ? will ye mind that ? will ye mind that ? "
GENERAL HUGH.
Sixty years ago, Hugh was a respectable citizen of
Campbelton, not only keeping a shoe shop and employing a number
of workmen, but also being a part owner in some fishing sloops.
He had a handsome person, and was greatly esteemed throughout
the burgh ; until in an evil hour, he became a victim to intemperance.
Beginning with taking his morning glass, and next his meridian,
and then his evening tumbler, he soon increased the number of his
potations, until, at last, he became a confirmed tippler. His shoe
shop was neglected for the dram shop ; his business was left to take
care of itself; first, he lost his customers, and then his credit, and,
finally, he was compelled to sell the remainder of his stock by