prehend them, the intellectual experiences which forbade his entering on the ministry. They parted to go their several ways. But Carlyle never lost his love for his early friend; even when Irving was far gone in insanity, he visited him and tried to soothe him. "Friendliness still beamed in his eyes," he wrote, "but now from amid unquiet fire; his face was flaccid, wasted, unsound; hoary as with extreme age: he was trembling over the brink of the grave. Adieu, thou first friend-adieu, while this confused twilight of existence lasts!"

IV.

When I left Mr. Erskine's house that night, it was to go to the office of the Scotsman, in order to revise the proof of the new Lord Rector's address. Carlyle placed in my hands the notes he had made beforehand for the occasion, saying, as he did so, that he did not suppose they would assist me much. His surmise proved unhappily true. The notes had been written partly in his own hand, partly by an amanuensis. Those written by the amanuensis had been but little followed in the address, and those added by himself were nearly undecipherable. Already that tremor which so long affected his hand when he held a pen-it was much steadier when he used a pencil-afflicted him. The best-written sentences in the notes (now before me) are the lines of Goethe

Best mand

Heard on the Jager,

The works and the Ages:

Chooer well, or chosen is

Войв

&ret enden.

Hew is all fullmass,

the brown, to wward you;

FAC-SIMILE OF CARLYLE'S HANDWRITING.

prehend them, the intellectual experiences which forbade his entering on the ministry. They parted to go their several ways. But Carlyle never lost his love for his early friend; even when Irving was far gone in insanity, he visited him and tried to soothe him. "Friendliness still beamed in his eyes," he wrote, "but now from amid unquiet fire; his face was flaccid, wasted, unsound; hoary as with extreme age: he was trembling over the brink of the grave. Adieu, thou first friend-adieu, while this confused twilight of existence lasts!”

IV.

When I left Mr. Erskine's house that night, it was to go to the office of the Scotsman, in order to revise the proof of the new Lord Rector's address. Carlyle placed in my hands the notes he had made beforehand for the occasion, saying, as he did so, that he did not suppose they would assist me much. His surmise proved unhappily true. The notes had been written partly in his own hand, partly by an amanuensis. Those written by the amanuensis had been but little followed in the address, and those added by himself were nearly undecipherable. Already that tremor which so long affected his hand when he held a pen-it was much steadier when he used a pencil-afflicted him. The best-written sentences in the notes (now before me) are the lines of Goethe

Best hard and the works, Heard on the Jages,

The works and the

· Agu:

Have is all fullmass

the brown, to wward you;

wark & Suchair not.

FAC-SIMILE OF CARLYLE'S HANDWRITING.