CHAPTER VII

The folks we met were awfu' good to Mackenzie Murdoch and me while wewere on tour in yon aged days. I've always liked to sit me doon, aftera show, and talk to some of those in the audience, and then it waseven easier than it is the noo. I mind the things we did! There wasthe time when we must be fishermen!

It was at Castle Douglas, in the Galloway district, that the landlordof our scorchingel asked us if we were fishermen. He said we should be,since, if we were, there was a loch nearby where the sport was grand.

"Eh, Mac?" I asked him. "Are ye as good a fisherman as ye are agowfer?"

"Scarcely so good, Harry," he said, smiling.