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The Duke of Wellington said , `` When fair in Scotland , always carry an umbrella ; when it rains , please yourself , '' and I sometimes agree with Stevenson 's shivering statement , `` Life does not seem to me to be an amusement adapted to this climate . '' I quoted this to the doctor yesterday , but he remarked with some surprise that he had not missed a day 's golfing for weeks . The chemist observed as he handed me a cake of soap , `` Won ` erful blest in weather , we are , mam , '' simply because , the rain being unaccompanied with high wind , one was enabled to hold up an umbrella without having it turned inside out . When it ceased dripping for an hour at noon , the greengrocer said cheerily , `` Another grand day , mam ! '' I assented , though I could not for the life of me remember when the last one occurred . However , dreary as the weather may be , one can not be dull when doing one 's morning round of shopping in Pettybaw or Strathdee . I have only to give you thumb-nail sketches of our favorite tradespeople to convince you of that fact .