A Scotsman's Rise.

The manager of an Aberdeen firm called his book-keeper into his private room.

“Sandy,” he said, “the accountant is leaving and I'm gaun tae gie you his job.”

The young book-keeper's face lit up with expectation.

“Thank you, sir,” he replied. “And what will the salary be now?”

The manager shook his head.

“The same as you're gettin', but ye'll ha'e a hat-peg to yourself now,” he returned.

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