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Must be deciphered, ere at last 

 Thou even in part canst hope to be 

 Able to solve the mystery 

 Why one sea- worm to death hath passed, 

 How must it be, when God doth call 

 Him whom He placed above them all ?" 



Ah, yes ! we must in patience wait, 



Thou dearly loved, departed friend ! 

 Till we have followed through the gate, 

 Where Life in Time doth end ; 

 And Present, Past, and Future lend 

 Their light to solve thy fate ; 

 When all the ages that shall be, 

 Have flowed into the Timeless Sea. 



The letters to his absent brother give a representation of 

 his life, as once before on their first separation, and to them 

 we shall occasionally refer for information, and for glimpses at 

 passing events. In one, for example, we find notice of lec- 

 tures by Mr. Ballantine, our townsman, on Jacobite music, of 

 which George says : " He told with great effect some stories 

 of the Highlanders and their doings under Prince Charles. 

 One I think I have heard before, to wit, that a clansman, after 

 the Battle of Preston, was busy stripping the body of an officer, 

 when a comrade begged a share of the plunder, and was an- 

 swered, ' Can ye no kill a shentleman for yoursel' ?' " 



" The other is quite new to me. When Prince Charles was 

 in Edinburgh with lots of pipers with him, a Highlander gave 

 this account of an interview with some of them to a friend : 

 ' I was doon in a sma' public in the Cannygate, and there 

 were nineteen pipers there, and each played a dufferent pibroch ; 

 an' man, I thocht I was in heeven !' " 



In a letter to one of George's nieces we find " a story for 

 papa. Hugh Miller was recently very ill with inflammation of 

 the lungs, and related the following experience to his namesake, 

 Professor Miller. He found, as he was lying in his bed, and no 

 doubt just emerging from semi- delirium, that he had lost his 

 identity. What his name was he could not tell ; but he settled 

 that he was about to begin business as a travelling merchant, 

 selling crockery through the country to the sound of two bowls 

 rubbed together, and he went through many elaborate calcula- 

 tions regarding his affairs. In the midst of these, his eye 



