Oddly enough, while as a child I hypostasized so many abstractions, I left out the Calvinistic Devil. He never worried me, for I could not take him seriously. The fatal influence of Robert Burns made me regard him as a rather humorous and jovial figure; nay more, as something of a sportsman, dashing and debonair. I agreed with the old Scots lady who complained that “if we were a’ eident in the pursuit o’our callings as the Deil, puir man, it would be better for us. “ I would not have been afraid if he had risen suddenly out of the cabbage-garden at Hallowe’en. Sin was a horrid thing, but not the Arch-Sinner.
From: John Buchan, Memory Hold-The-Door (“Wood, Water and Hill”), London, Hodder & Stoughton, Ltd., 1940.
SCOTTISH Note: "eident" -- diligent and conscientious; "puir" -- poor; "deil" -- devil.
Upper: Glenshee near Devil’s Corner, Scotland
Lower: Devil with kneeling couple, Rosslyn Chapel, Scotland