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of the duty incumbent on himself, than from any fear of their being necessary on your part. Minds taught of God to love one another, need only, as the apostle expresses it, to be gently 'stirred up by way of remembrance. There is an energy in the principles of Christianity, especially in redeeming love, which will soften every bosom into sympathy, and make the sympathising bosom ready for every good work.”
HIS DOMESTIC CHARACTER.
Conjugal happiness. Character as a husband. Letters to his
wife. Conduct as a father. Letters to his daughters. Habits of punctuality. His son Alexander : notice of his death : letters to him, and to his widow. Paternal counsel to one of his daughters and her husband on their marriage, and afterwards. Letters to his daughter Jeaue Neill, during her illness. Short account of her illness and death. Letters to his sons : counsel to one of them on his entering the University. Family gatherings. Letter. Sketch of his domestic character and habits, by one of his daughters : kindness to the poor — hospitality-commissions and correspondence
-strict sense of duty-course of Sabbath duties — personal economy-cheerfulness—miscellaneous notices. Sketch by one of his sons: his nationality — description of a tent preaching – Stitchell Brae — recollections of early scenes and friends — patriotism – poetical imagination.
It is in a man's dwelling that his heart is seen, and his conduct there is the best test of gentleness and kindness. The charity that blazes in public, and the wit that charms the social party, are sometimes conjoined with fretfulness and severity at home; but when the heart reserves for home its best attentions and its sweetest smiles, we see in it the power of love, and are confident that the suavity which delights abroad is the expression of a kindliness sincere and steady. Amiable as Dr. Waugh appeared in every circle in which he mingled, he was seen to the greatest advantage at home, for there his heart opened in all its tenderness.
He was exceedingly happy in his domestic relations. To his surviving partner, delicacy forbids our paying the high tribute her merits deserve; but we may be allowed to state, that God had given her a vigour of mind, a prudence, and a sagacity, excellently suited for the duties to which she was called. To rear a family in London on an income narrow as her's was for many years, was a task to which many would have been found unequal; but she fulfilled it adınirably. Her children were reared and educated with a respectability suitable to their father's character and profession; and all his lessons were seconded by her counsels, endeared by her example, and cherished by her prayers. To her husband's comfort she ministered with a zeal that never slumbered, and with a kindliness which seemed to increase as his infirmities required it. When from home, her image was his constant companion; and amidst the toils and anxieties of his varied duties in London, he leaned on her ever as his best earthly stay. His letters to her breathe the spirit of refined yet manly tenderness, and evince the most entire confidence in her prudence and care, and the fullest consciousness of their union in those feelings and hopes which shed over affection and over home the happiest influences of religion. There is a delicacy in these effusions of his heart which shews its gentleness and purity, and a sprightliness and ease which evince that he felt how safely his soul
might trust in her. Letters of this description, though valued by the possessor as a most precious treasure, are not adapted for the public eye; and we shall therefore select from them only a few passages in order to illustrate this part of the writer's character.
In one of his letters, written from Berwick in 1792, he describes an excursion he had taken to his native place:
“ As the day was warm, we did not leave - 's till five o'clock. We got to Cornhill at seven. At this village we left the Tweed on our right hand; and turning south, rode over a charming country, passing by Flodden Field (the scene of a most disastrous event to the arms of Scotland in 1513). Our conversation was to me very pleasing, as it gave to — an opportunity of discovering his acquaintance with elegant writing and the history of former times. We talked together of the good La Roche, of Uncle Toby, of Shenstone, and others; and found our hearts warmed with the love of nature and of goodness. The evening was serene and cool; the road is winding, and at every step new objects present themselves to the eye. The hills, which are scattered on the north of the mountain of Cheviot, and which are all green and smooth, and covered either with corn or flocks of sheep, arose in all their lovely diversities before us. When we came to the Beaumont Water, along the side of which we rode for several miles to Yetholm, the sun had set for nearly an hour; and the full moon, on our left, began to appear on the brow of the hill, in colour and magnitude very like the bale-fires which, in ancient days, were lighted up to give the aların of the incursion of the Borderers; but very different sensations now filled our minds, and the most solemn stillness prevailed. The Sabbath morning was misty, and when I looked out at the window I beheld a scene truly Ossianic;— the east wind rolling the mist
before it over the face of the hills, which rose majestically before us. The day was warm; but, by the attention of the elders in making the meeting-house as cool as possible, I was less incommoded than I feared. The only thing that hurt my mind was the imprudent conduct of a few of the people, who had come over to hear me. We preach against these tempers, and feel their stinging power when they are exercised on ourselves, and should with equal warmth oppose them when they injure the peace of others.
“On the Monday we went to Caldron-brae. My brother was very kind; but the recollection of a parent who could welcome me no more, rushed upon my mind, and occasioned the most uneasy night I ever spent there. I rode up to Gordon, and visited the graves of my parents, the cottage where I was born, the springs where I used to drink when tending my father's cattle, and the cairns where I have sheltered myself from the summer's shower. My mind was transported back to the scenes of infancy and youth, and I started at the thought that I was a man, had a family, and was stationed four hundred miles distant from these muirland but beloved abodes. I thought of you, and my heart felt delighted and grateful for the gracious appointments of Providence. I took the liberty to present your name-sake with a crown piece from you, which was received with a hundred times more thankfulness than its value entitled it to.
“ By a letter from Mr. ---, I learn that the God of peace hath preserved peace in the Synod. There is no body of Christians that I am acquainted with, which, for purity of faith, learning, exemplary lives, and visible usefulness, is equally respectable with our Synod and our brethren the Antiburghers. Any division, therefore, must materially injure the cause of religion itself, as well as the comfort of our own minds. It is happy for the church of Christ, that all her concerns are infinitely dearer to the Son of God than they can be to man; and that