JM by -2- CEV I saw it, and of him as I knew him in our close companionship as college chums and roommates, and of the thing\u27s he told me of his life. He was a Scotch boy, born near Dunbar Castle, Scotland, and often told stories and legends of that old ruin, many of them of a spooky sort. While he spoke and wrote English perfectly, he often dropped into a rich Scotch brogue, especially when telling me these stories and reading Burns, which he often did. In fact, I never saw him read anything but v his Bible, Burns, and his school books. His father was a very rigid Scotch CY Dresbyterian, who maintained that the Bible is the only book human beings can possibly require throughout all the journey from earth to heaven and who interprete...