A Highland Anecdote.

Feilding Star, Volume III, Issue 113, 7 June 1883, Page 3

A Highland Anecdote.

A correspondent last week endeavored to tempt me into doing- a >tjry into g< od Highland lingo I wasn't to be had ; but here is a model wliich my friend may study closely, if it is his aspiration to excel i:i that line. It is from the Glasgow Bailie. (Scene— Duke of Rothesay Hotel, 5 p.m ; enter three Highland farmers, newly landed from the ' lona.') Waiter (smilingly advancing)—- --' This way, gentlemen ; wishing tea ?' Ist Celt—' L/ch, aye, whateff >r for me.' 2nd do — v She.l tuk coffee for hersel.' 3rd do (who has travelled and is up to snuff)—' Wh^ent, she'll mak' a spoke for everypody whatever, — eh — Tea for you 1 ougal, an' coffee for Alister — shust so. Here, waiter !If you was pleese to procht ben — ch — tea for coffee, an' twa tor wan, hams and eggs in ta parlour for eferypody ; an' three beds for each o' the shentlemans here enoo, whateffer forbye." Waiter (evidently bent on swallowing his towel) — ' Arem ! Yes, sir like to wash, sir T 3rd Celt (Droud of his English) — ' No senk you, she'll no smash her face tull she's got her supper — put here !' (handing over big waterproot), 'hing ta room door up on ta nail that's stickin' at ta pack o' ta pig coat whaur she'll be sleepin' tuil to-morrow's mornin', and procht ben three trams o' coot w husky tull her supper pc redriy.' 1 hat's a gem. — % Civis,' in the Otago Witness.