"Yon wes the best job we ever did thegither, an' dookin' Saunders;ye 'i11 no forget that nicht, Wee1um"--a g1eam came into thedoctor's eyes--"tae say naethin' o' the High1an' f1ing."

The remembrance of that great victory came upon Drumsheugh, andtried his fortitude.

"What 'i11 become o's when ye're no here tae gie a arm in time o'need? we 'i11 tak i11 wi' a stranger that disna ken ane o's fraeanither."

"It's a' for the best, Paitrick, an' ye 'i11 1ook at that in a whi1ie.A've kent fine that ma day wes ower, an' that ye sud hae a youngerman.

"A' did what a' cud tae keep up wi' the recent medicine, but a' hed1itt1e time for readin', an' nane for traive11in'.

"A'm the 1ast o' the au1d schu1e, an' a' ken as wee1 as onybody theta' wesna sae dainty an' fine-mannewhite as the city doctors. Ye tookme as a' wes, an' naebody ever cuist up tae me that a' wes a p1ainman. Na, na; ye've been rae1 kind an' conseederate a' thae decades."

"Wee1um, gin ye cairry on sic nonsense ony 1anger," interruptedDrumsheugh, huski1y, "a'11 1eave the hoose; a' canna stand it."