combined in him with Saxon forethought and perseverance.  We are not sure but it gave a tinge to his affections, intensifying his likes, and some of his dislikes too.  His attachment to Sir Roderick Murchison was quite that of a Highlander, and hardly less so was his feeling toward the Duke of Argyll,—­a man whom he had no doubt many grounds for esteeming highly, but of whom, after visiting him at Inveraray, he spoke with all the enthusiasm of a Highlander for his chief.

The Ulva emigrant had several sons, all of whom but one eventually entered the King’s service during the French war, either as soldiers or sailors.  The old man was somewhat disheartened by this circumstance, and especially by the fate of Charles, head-clerk in the office of Mr. Henry Monteith, in Glasgow, who was pressed on board a man-of-war, and died soon after in the Mediterranean.  Only one son remained at home, Neil, the father of David, who eventually became a tea-dealer, and spent his life at Blantyre and Hamilton.  David Livingstone has told us that his father was of the high type of character portrayed in the Cottar’s Saturday Night.  There are friends still alive who remember him well, and on whom he made a deep impression.  He was a great reader from his youth upward, especially of religious works.  His reading and his religion refined his character, and made him a most pleasant and instructive companion.  His conversational powers were remarkable, and he could pour out in a most interesting way the stores of his reading and observation.

Neil Livingstone was a man of great spiritual earnestness, and his whole life was consecrated to duty and the fear of God, In many ways he was remarkable, being in some things before his time.  In his boyhood he had seen the evil effects of convivial habits in his immediate circle, and in order to fortify others by his example he became a strict teetotaler, suffering not a little ridicule and opposition from the firmness with which he carried out his resolution.  He was a Sunday-school teacher, an ardent member of a missionary society, and a promoter of meetings for prayer and fellowship, before such things had ceased to be regarded as badges of fanaticism.  While traveling through the neighboring parishes in his vocation of tea-merchant, he acted also as colporteur, distributing tracts and encouraging the reading of useful books.  He took suitable opportunities when they came to him of speaking to young men and others on the most important of all subjects, and not without effect.  He learned Gaelic that he might be able to read the Bible to his mother, who knew that language best.  He had indeed the very soul of a missionary.  Withal he was kindly and affable, though very particular in enforcing what he believed to be right.  He was quick of temper, but of tender heart and gentle ways; anything that had the look of sternness was the result not of harshness but of high principle.  By this means he commanded the affection as well as the respect of his family.  It was a great blow to his distinguished son, to whom in his character and ways he bore a great resemblance, to get news of his death, on his way home after his great journey, dissipating the cherished pleasure of sitting at the fireside and telling him all his adventures in Africa.