CHAPTER VI--THE FAILURE OF BAILIE M'LUCRE

Bailie M'Lucre, as I have already intimated, was naturally a greedy body,

and not being content with the profits of his potatoe rig, soon after the

election he set up as an o'er-sea merchant, buying beef and corn by

agency in Ireland, and having the same sent to the Glasgow market. For

some time, this traffic yielded him a surprising advantage; but the

summer does not endure the whole year round, nor was his prosperity

ordained to be of a continuance. One mishap befell him after another;

cargoes of his corn heated in the vessels, because he would not sell at a

losing price, and so entirely perished; and merchants broke, that were in

his debt large sums for his beef and provisions. In short, in the course

of the third year from the time of the election, he was rookit of every

plack he had in the world, and was obligated to take the benefit of the

divor's bill, soon after which he went suddenly away from the town, on

the pretence of going into Edinburgh, on some business of legality with

his wife's brother, with whom he had entered into a plea concerning the

moiety of a steading at the town-head. But he did not stop on any such

concern there; on the contrary, he was off, and up to London in a trader

from Leith, to try if he could get a post in the government by the aid of

the nabob, our member; who, by all accounts, was hand and glove with the

king's ministers. The upshot of this journey to London was very comical;

and when the bailie afterwards came back, and him and me were again on

terms of visitation, many a jocose night we spent over the story of the

same; for the bailie was a kittle hand at a bowl of toddy; and his

adventure was so droll, especially in the way he was wont to rehearse the

particulars, that it cannot fail to be an edification to posterity, to

read and hear how it happened, and all about it. I may therefore take

leave to digress into the circumstantials, by way of lightening for a

time the seriousness of the sober and important matter, whereof it is my

intent that this book shall be a register and record to future times.

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