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even at this moment, is connected with every interesting recollection of the neighbourhood.
“ I cannot name the person whom I have so often seen, both on this and the opposite side of the river ; for I never knew him by any other but the characteristic appellation of Wee Watty! by which he was well known to all the men that loved idleness, and all the boys that loved sport; and these formed the majority, all round the villages of Partick and Long Govan. I wonder what has become of him now."
“ Did you know Wee Watty, too?” said my companion.
Yes,” said I ; " I remember him as well as I remember the mound, at the back of David Craighorn's house ; and I remember things far later than that, which is remarkable. I remember Bauldy Brochan, he who played Baillie Nicol Jarvie, in the big Glasgow theatre, to the great laughter of the spruce critics ! who used to talk small literature in the back-shop of Messrs. M-Cricket and M-Crocket, the booksellers. But puir Bauldy was driven to the dogs wi' play acting, an' comic singing! an' keeped a 'change-house, t'other side of Clyde, just beside the ferryhouse. I remember, in my rambles by Clyde side, I used to see Bauldy in the fine summer mornings, sitting on the stone at his door half-dressed, fiddling away to himself, on an old fiddle, as zealously as if he had had the whole musical society listening to his wretched scraping When he observed me watching him, he used to get up from the stone, and dance and cut capers on the green before his door, grinning and laughing, for a momentary amusement to himself and me! for I could have sworn that he had not a sixpence in his pocket! but he's dead now, poor body! and suppose, is Wee Watty."
“Poor body!" said I; “is he gone ?-You surgeons speak so hard-heartedly about death.But where are you going, friend ?”
“ I am just going to take a look through this churchyard,” said he, as I followed him among
“ I feel quite at home in Govan churchyard," he added.
faith?" “Oh, yes; I could pass the night as pleasantly in it as in my own room. Man, I know every stone and corner in it ! fine soft ground, andbut that infernal low wall next the road, I never liked that.”
“ In truth, Mr. -, you do seem to be quite comfortable liere. I do not half like the
that you surgeons look at a kirk yard. It's so like a hungry thief at a henroost. Had you ever any jobs, hereabouts, Doctor ?"
• Some few," he said, with a dry laugh. “ And did you really dare to come to this pleasant spot, like a thief in the night, and howk an' guddle amang yird an' rotten banes, an' purloin the vera dead out o' their graves ? Indeed, I canna look at you.”
“ Hoot," said he, “ don't be so warm ; it was only when we were prentices; and it was our duty, as junior surgeons, to assist. Besides, isn't it for the benefite of science ?"
“ The benefite of the deevil !” said I, speaking broader Scotch as I grew warmer ;
« I'll never believe that the half o' the dead
corpses howked up are wanted for science. Isn't every impudent boy, whom silly parents have put to be a surgeon, instead of sending him to make garments, or mend shoes, ambitious not only to possess two or three suits of sculls and bones, but must have as many legs and arms to cut an' slash at, or rather to show off to his brother boys, as his father will give him money to buy of the principal thief? Have not I myself been brought into dark
that are closets, and down to cellars, to see-bah it turns my stomach to think o't!"
“ Well, well," said he, "right or wrong, young surgeons do such things; and we're not going to argue about it this fine night. I was going to tell you
about Wec Watty." “Very well; and if you really were implicated in such dirty jobs, and —"
“ You shall hear. In fact that was a service that I believe I had a sort of natural taste for, which I know was also the case with some others in the anatomy class; merely, I suppose, because it was so adventurous; for, if we got fairly to work in a churchyard at night, we were sure to get into some confounded scrape before the morning.
“Now this very churchyard was a favourite spot for our nocturnal attempts ; it stood so well out from the houses, and the people in the village went so early to bed, and there were no