A Glasgow shopkeeper - Narrow but straight

DURING the erection of a Unitarian chapel in Glasgow, one of the tradesmen engaged run short of nails, and proceeded to an ironmonger’s to procure a fresh supply. The shopkeeper, surprised at the large quantity ordered, said:

"That’s nails enuch to big a city kirk."

‘Deed," said the customer, "that’s just what they’re for, although it’s no for a town’s kirk."

"It’s maybe for a meeting-house?" queried the ironmonger.

"Na," answered the other, "they’re just for the woodwork of the new Unitarian chapel."

"Say ye that!" exclaimed the indignant seller of nails; "and had ye the daring impudence, since I maun say sae, to try and get them frae me? Tak’ back your siller and gi’e me my nails. I’ll ne’er hae’t said that I sell’t a pin to prop up a pillar o’ Satan’s !"