"I shall blush to my very bones," said he, "if the _Chaarrch_"-- (sound these two _rr_'s with as much burr as possible and you will get at an idea of his mode of pronouncing that unweariable word)--"if the Chaarrch yields to the storm." He alluded to the outcry now raised against the Free Church by the Abolitionists, whose motto is, "Send back the money," i.e.money taken from the American slaveholders.

Dr.Chalmers felt that, if they did not yield from conviction, they must not to assault.

His manner of speaking on this subject gave me an idea of the nature of his eloquence.

He seldom preaches now.
A fine picture was presented by the opposition of figure and lineaments between a young Indian, son of the celebrated Dwarkanauth Tagore, who happened to be there that morning, and Dr.Chalmers, as they were conversing together.

The swarthy, half-timid, yet elegant face and form of the Indian made a fine contrast with the florid, portly, yet intellectually luminous appearance of the Doctor; half shepherd, half orator, he looked a Shepherd King opposed to some Arabian story-teller.
I saw others in Edinburgh of a later date who haply gave more valuable as well as fresher revelations of the spirit, and whose names may be by and by more celebrated than those I have cited; but for the present this must suffice.