relates the following ludicrous incident as having
happened, about 1830, at Dunlop Street theatre, one night that he was
present.
On that occasion the manager
personated a hunter in a piece, the name of which the narrator had
forgotten. In the course of its action "Alick" had to discharge his gun at
a bird, a stuffed effigy of which should have dropped from the flats. But
no bird was forthcoming, and terrible was the rage of "Alick" thereat.
Shaking his fist at the propertyman above, he ground out between his
teeth:
"Doon wi’ the doo, confound ye, doon
wi’ the doo!" The words are stated to have been perfectly audible to the
people in front of the pit, and a roar of laughter accompanied the descent
of the "doo,"
