THE Rev. James Lapslie, minister of Campsie, was a man of great muscular power, and of a disposition not easily intimidated. He was also, during Radical times, a most zealous supporter of the powers that were, and a determined enemy of the black-nebs, as the friends of political reform were nick-named. Returning home one evening from a party, he was insulted by a band of colliers, one of whom swore that, if it were not for his black coat, he would thrash him. Lapslie, who was in no mood to he trifled with, was not at all disposed to stand on ceremony, or to shield himself under cover of his clerical garb, so he immediately doffed his sable upper garment, saying, as be threw it on the ground— "Lie you there, Divinity!—here stands Jamie Lapslie!"