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A Drumtochty man, standing six feet three inside his boots, sat himselfdown one day in the study of a West-end minister, and gazed beforehim with the countenance of a sphinx.

The sight struck awe into the citysman's heart, and the power ofspeech was paralysed within him.

"A'm frae Drumtochty," began a deep solemn voice. "Ye 'ill hae heardof Drumtochty, of coorse. A've jined the polis; the pay is no thatbad, and the work is naethin' tae an able-bodied man."

When these particulars had been digested by the audience--