IN the spring of 1826, during a time
of great depression of trade in the city of Glasgow, Henderson, the
portrait painter, collector of
Scottish Proverbs, and contributor to the
Laird of Logan,
was accosted by a friend who had recently got married,
and who kindly advised him to follow the example.
"Na, na," said Henderson, "saft’s
your horn, my friend, as the man said when he took haud o’ a cuddie’s lug
instead of a cow’s horn in the dark. Single blessedness is the thing; they
wad need a stouter heart than mine is that wad marry at sic time as this.
Na, na; I can put on my hat, and thank God that it covers my haul (whole)