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Justices of the Peace. It appears still undefined. In place of consulting dictionaries and dead languages, had my opinion been asked, I would have settled the question at once—by saying—I am a Bona fide Traveller. Because I do really and truly travel. To be whirled along on a railway; borne down the river, up the lake, or across the ocean in a steamer or ship, or driven along the turnpike in a carriage, is not travelling—the persons are merely live cargo. They are not in the plain meaning of the term bona fide travellers.
Without detracting from Dr. Livingston’s well earned laurels, I think I might safely boast of having travelled as much as he, if not more! and yet no demonstration has been made in my favour. I have received no public testimonial, I am neither an L.L.D., nor a K.C.B., although, I have no doubt, if the Paisley Walking Swimming and General Recreation Association, or the Royal Paisley Pedestrians got the hint, they would both elect me an honorary member. I cannot account for this neglect of my claims, except by the consoling fact that real genius is seldom honoured till he
Shuffles off the mortal coil.”
Speaking of Testimonials, this may be called the age of Testimonials and Presentations. Who is there in Paisley at least who has not a Snuff-box, or a Stick, or something which he “in a neat and appropriate
