I rose, and wrote my Journal till about nine; and then went to Dr. Johnson, who sat up in bed and talked and laughed.  I said, it was curious to look back ten years, to the time when we first thought of visiting the Hebrides[778].  How distant and improbable the scheme then appeared!  Yet here we were actually among them.  ’Sir, (said he,) people may come to do any thing almost, by talking of it.  I really believe, I could talk myself into building a house upon island Isa[779], though I should probably never come back again to see it.  I could easily persuade Reynolds to do it; and there would be no great sin in persuading him to do it.  Sir, he would reason thus:  “What will it cost me to be there once in two or three summers?  Why, perhaps, five hundred pounds; and what is that, in comparison of having a fine retreat, to which a man can go, or to which he can send a friend?” He would never find out that he may have this within twenty miles of London.  Then I would tell him, that he may marry one of the Miss M’Leods, a lady of great family.  Sir, it is surprising how people will go to a distance for what they may have at home.  I knew a lady who came up from Lincolnshire to Knightsbridge with one of her daughters, and gave five guineas a week for a lodging and a warm bath; that is, mere warm water. That, you know, could not be had in Lincolnshire!  She said, it was made either too hot or too cold there.’

After breakfast, Dr. Johnson and I, and Joseph, mounted horses, and Col and the Captain walked with us about a short mile across the island.  We paid a visit to the Reverend Mr. Hector M’Lean.  His parish consists of the islands of Col and Tyr-yi.  He was about seventy-seven years of age, a decent ecclesiastick, dressed in a full suit of black clothes, and a black wig.  He appeared like a Dutch pastor, or one of the assembly of divines at Westminster.  Dr. Johnson observed to me afterwards, ’that he was a fine old man, and was as well-dressed, and had as much dignity in his appearance as the dean of a cathedral.’  We were told, that he had a valuable library, though but poor accommodation for it, being obliged to keep his books in large chests.  It was curious to see him and Dr. Johnson together.  Neither of them heard very distinctly; so each of them talked in his own way, and at the same time.  Mr. M’Lean said, he had a confutation of Bayle, by Leibnitz.  JOHNSON.  ’A confutation of Bayle, Sir!  What part of Bayle do you mean?  The greatest part of his writings is not confutable:  it is historical and critical.’  Mr. M’Lean said, ’the irreligious part;’ and proceeded to talk of Leibnitz’s controversy with Clarke, calling Leibnitz a great man.  JOHNSON.  ’Why, Sir, Leibnitz persisted in affirming that Newton called space sensorium numinis, notwithstanding he was corrected, and desired to observe that Newton’s words were QUASI sensorium numinis[780].  No, Sir; Leibnitz was as paltry a fellow as I know.  Out