Driving It Home

THE late James Fergusson, Clerk of Session, a most genial and amiable

man, of whose periodical fits of absence most edifying stories are still

repeated by his friends, was an excellent and eloquent speaker, but in

truth, there was often more sound than matter in his orations. He had a

habit of lending emphasis to his arguments by violently beating with his

clenched hand the bar before which he pleaded. Once when stating a case

to Lord Polkemmet, with great energy of action, his lordship interposed,

and exclaimed, Maister Jemmy, dinna dunt; ye think ye're duntin't

into me, and ye're just duntin't out o' me.