Allusion is here made to the long-disputed settlement of Mr William Boyd as minister of the parish of Fenwick. The people being prejudiced against him as a moderate, or as one brought forward by that party, his nomination was combated as long as possible; but he was at length ordained in the council-chamber of Irvine, June 25, 1782. Mr Boyd afterwards became an acceptable pastor to his flock, over whom he presided till his death at an advanced age in 1828. Our patron, honest man! Glencairn, He's waled us out a true ane, Now, Robertson,' harangue nae mair, For there they'll think you clever; Ye may commence a shaver; Mutrie and you were just a match, Auld Hornie did the Laigh Kirk watch, And aye he catched the tither wretch, But now his honour maun detach, See, see auld Orthodoxy's faes There Learning, with his Greekish face, And Common Sense is gaun, she says, Her plaint this day. But there's Morality himsel' Hear how he gies the tither yell, 1 The colleague of the newly-ordained clergyman--a moderate. close-mouth learning cat 4 Probably the well-known author of the Essay on Truth is here meant. Local antiquaries are unable to give any other explanation. See how she peels the skin and fell, Now there they 're packèd aff to h—, Henceforth this day. Oh happy day! rejoice, rejoice! Shall here nae mair find quarter: Come, bring the tither mutchkin in, From this time forth, Confusion: We'll light a spunk, and every skin Like oil some day.' match We venture, on conjecture, to refer to this period a poem containing some lines calculated to engrave themselves on the heart, but which did not see the light till after the fame of Burns was established : 1 AN ADDRESS TO THE UNCO GUID, OR THE 'My son, these maxims make a rule, And lump them aye thegither: The Rigid Righteous is a fool, The Rigid Wise anither. The cleanest corn that e'er was dight May hae some pyles o' caff in; So ne'er a fellow-creature slight For random fits o' daffin.' SOLOMON.-Eccles. vii. 16. Oh ye wha are sae guid yoursel', Sae pious and sae holy, Ye've nought to do but mark and tell Your neebour's fauts and folly! : Mackinlay became a favourite preacher, very much, it is said, in consequence of his 'fine manner,' for he had little variety of illustration. He survived till 1841, attaining the patriarchal age of eighty-five years. A newspaper obituary notice informs us, that he was a native of the parish of Douglas, in Lanarkshire, and entered life as 'tutor' in the family of Sir William Cunningham of Windyhill, by whose influence with the Earl of Glencairn he obtained the presentation to the second charge of Kilmarnock. What maks the mighty differ? Discount what scant occasion gave And (what's aft mair than a' the lave) Think, when your castigated pulse Wi' wind and tide fair i' your tail, But in the teeth o' baith to sail, See Social Life and Glee sit down, Oh would they stay to calculate Th' eternal consequences; Or your more dreaded hell to state, Ye high, exalted, virtuous dames, A dear-loved lad, convenience snug, But, let me whisper i' your lug, rest perhaps Then gently scan your brother man, Still gentler sister woman; Though they may gang a kennin' wrang, One point must still be greatly dark, The moving why they do it: Who made the heart, 'tis He alone He knows each chord-its various tone, What's done we partly may compute, small matter The productions of this busy winter had not been confined to Burns's desk or table-drawer at Mossgiel. There were intelligent men around him, to whom he might communicate them, with a view to obtaining their opinion-his excellent patron Hamilton, his bosom friend clever little James Smith, his shrewd medical attendant Mackenzie, the Kilmarnock respectables afore-described, various clergymen, and, finally, Robert Aiken, perhaps the most sensible of all to the charms of divine pocsy. This Mr Aiken, to whom Burns has given the immortality of a dedication of his Cotter's Saturday Night, was a legal practitioner-Scottice, writer— and also a surveyor of taxes, in the town of Ayr. Such was his external position in life: the internal man presents us with warm affections, a cultivated mind, and a power of eloquence most extraordinary for his place and time. We have seen Holy Willie adverting to the effects of his harangue in the case of Gavin Hamilton before the Ayr presbytery. It was, however, when he poured forth the sentiments of a warm and affectionate heart, that Aiken exercised his highest power. His feelings were like those of Burns himself. As an example: some years after the death of Burns, a gentleman, walking out with Mr Aiken to celebrate the 25th of January at Alloway Kirk, produced an ode to the memory of the poet, which he had composed for the occasion. Aiken read a few verses, and walked on in advance without speaking. At last he said in a faltering tone: That will do. There are two criteria by which I judge of the merits of a production of this kind-first, my eyes are suffused; next, the buttons |