JOHNNIE MOAT. 
                    The real Johnnie Moat, after whom the big whinstone boulder 
                    on the shore is named, was, during the early years, harbour-master 
                    at Morison's Haven, but the exact time of his mastership we 
                    have failed so far to discover. 
                    AN OLD FORT AT THE HARBOUR. 
                    Some thirty years ago an attempt was made to deepen the entrance 
                    to Morison's Haven. On the water being pumped out, the remains 
                    of an old fort were discovered at the western side of the 
                    entrance. It was a three-cornered building with gun holes 
                    in it. We have seen a pencil sketch which was taken at that 
                    period. The old building was then destroyed and removed. This 
                    is further evidence of the fact that the water comes much 
                    farther in on this side of the Forth now than it was wont 
                    to do years ago. 
                    RAVENSHEUCH HOUSE. 
                    This ever-clean and tidy-looking building is better known 
                    to many as " Ravensheuch " or " Raven's Hauch 
                    Toll, " and it was indeed a "toll-house. " 
                    It was built a little previous to the year 1800 by Peter Kerr, 
                    a sterling old highlander, and somewhat of a character in 
                    his day. He was great-grandfather, by the mother's side, of 
                    a well-known and worthy character of the present day, Mr Charles 
                    Forman, salt manufacturer in Cockenzie. Mr Peter Kerr became 
                    contractor for and looked after a great many tolls in East 
                    Lothian, and held them for quite a series of years; but after 
                    building Ravensheuch House he kept the toll there also, and, 
                    while keeping a strict lookout after the others, made it his 
                    headquarters. One of his chief peculiarities was his constant 
                    refusal to charge toll for blackfaced sheep. Sheep were always 
                    charged at so much per score. When counting the flock, he 
                    was always observed to miss the black ones; but any time he 
                    was reminded of the evident mistake, " Na, na, " 
                    was his invariable reply, " it's nae mistake o' Peter's, 
                    but ta Tevel never peys toll. " 
                    THE PONY WHICH DID NOT PAY TOLL AT 
                    RAVENSHEUCH. 
                    Some five-and-fifty years ago, half-a-dozen youths, ranging 
                    from twelve to sixteen years, left Seton West Mains one morning 
                    to spend a holiday in Musselburgh. They took a pony with them 
                    to get rides time about by the way. They paid toll both at 
                    Ravensheuch and West Pans when going, but forgot they had 
                    to pay toll again when returning, and spent all their coppers 
                    in the sweetie and bun shops at Musselburgh. On coming back 
                    to West Pans Toll on their way home, they just remembered 
                    they had to pay again, and had nothing wherewith to pay. They 
                    made a dash to get through behind a machine, but were caught. 
                    " Not so fast, my lads ! " said the keeper, " 
                    not so fast! " " We dinna pay double toll on a wee 
                    beast like that? " queried the leader of the party. " 
                    Oh yes, " was the reply. They all set to rifling their 
                    pockets, and one did find as much as pay the fee. On getting 
                    to Ravensheuch they made a dash again, but it was of no avail. 
                    Again every pocket was turned inside out, but there were no 
                    coppers forthcoming, and the keeper threatened to stable the 
                    pony. They knew enough, however, to defy him to lay hands 
                    on it. 
                    The half-dozen retired for a brief consultation, and a hearty 
                    laugh was the outcome. They again approached the keeper, with, 
                    "I say maister, if the pony doesna gang through the toll 
                    you dinna charge onything?" "Oh no, " was the 
                    reply; "if the gate doesna open, no pay. " " 
                    A' richt, " quoth the leader, " come on boys, " 
                    when four of them laying hold of a leg a piece, one the head, 
                    and another the tail, they carried him amid great laughter 
                    right through on the footpath. The toll-keeper became so hilarious 
                    over the device that he laughed too, then ran and helped them. 
                    NEW SCHOOL FOR CUTHILL. 
                    At a meeting of School Board held on December 3rd, Dr M'Ewan 
                    presiding, plans of a new school to be erected at Cuthill 
                    were approved of—Mr Peter Whitecross, architect. The school 
                    will accommodate 540 children, and will cost about, £3, 
                    400. 
                     
                     
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