Degeneracy


THERE had been a carousing party at Colonel Grant's, the late Lord

Seafield, and two Highlanders were in attendance to carry the guests up

stairs, it being understood that none could by any other means arrive at

their sleeping apartments. One or two of the guests, however, were

walking up stairs and declined the proffered assistance. The attendants

were utterly astonished, and indignantly exclaimed, Aigh, it's sare

cheenged times at Castle Grant, when gentlemens can gang to bed on their

ain feet.



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