Two old farmers were walking up a road near Dunfermline, when one of the
pair, shading his eyes from the sun, pointed to a distant field and
said:
"I wonder if that figure over there is a scarecrow."
He paused and considered the matter for a while, and then, in a
satisfied tone, concluded:
"Yes, it must be a scarecrow; it's not moving."
But the other Scot had a sharper pair of eyes, and perhaps a better
understanding of human nature.
"No," he said, dryly, "it's not a scarecrow; it's only a man working by
the day."
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