. Christopher 'Nord' : a memoir de John Wilson, professeur de philosophie morale à l'Université d'Édimbourg. Wilson, John, 1785-1854 ; les chevaux. LTTERARY et la vie domestique. 431 pas tout à fait exclure Ins humoristique propre style d'illustration, a proposé l'état de santé de son ami, le professeur Wilson. Le professeur a répondu avec conviction, mais, en même temps, donna Robertson un re- jonction à Patrick son propre style. 'Je l'ai connu," a déclaré le professeur, Pro- ' depuis sa jeunesse ; je me souviens de ses beaux cheveux- un rouge intense ! L'ont connu ! J'ai produit ; je educed lui lui, et j'étouffe parfois hi

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. 'Christopher North' : a memoir of John Wilson, late professor of moral philosophy in the University of Edinburgh. Wilson, John, 1785-1854; Horses. LTTERARY AND DOMESTIC LIFE. 431 not altogether exclude Ins peculiar humorous style of illustration, proposed the health of his friend, Professor Wilson. The Professor replied with feeling, but, at the same time, gave Robertson a re- joinder in Patrick's own style. 'I have known him, ' said the Pro- fessor, ' since his early manhood; I remember his beautiful hair— intensely red! Knew him ! I produced him ; I educed him; and I occasionally snuffed him' (here the Professor stretched out his arm in the direction of Robertson's head, making the motion with his hand as if it held snuffers). 'It is said, I believe, my friend is a wit; this I deny; he never was, is not, and never can be a wit; I admit his humor, humor peculiarly his own—unctuous and unmis- takable.' In the course of the evening, the Professor sang his favorite song of the ' Sailor's Life at Sea, ' and with what power, with what sailor-like abandon, and in the concluding stanzas, when he describes the ' Sailor's death at Sea, ' with what simple pathos! it is indescribable, but the effect was visible on every one who heard him. Later on, he volunteered ' Auld Lang Syne, ' and often as I have heard the song, and by many good singers, I never heard be- fore, nor ever will again, such a rendering of it. Burns himself would have been glad and proud to have joined in the chorus! I met Wilson one or two days after in Hanover Street. He accosted me. I remarked that never till that night at Robertson's had I ever really met ' The Professor.'' He said it was a pleasant evening, and that 'Peter' was very good. 'But, sir, ' said he, 'a very curious circumstance happened to myself; I awoke next morning singing, ay, and a very accurate version too of the words and music of that quaint ballad of yours, " The Goulden Vanitee ;" curious thing, sir, wasn't it ?' and with

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