George Chalmers ... was one of the most respectable and most comfortable of publisher's drudges. He was able, laborious, good-humoured, and had a thorough enjoyment of the good things of social life, to which his conversation contributed the appendages of pleasurable intelligence and instruction. He was altogether an extremely well-informed and very agreeable companion, and consequently moved in the best literary society. In those times [1810s] general good fellowship was more in fashion than now; and sometimes among publishers, booksellers, authors, and patrons, there was a nearer alliance to junkettings than in our refined day! I often met Mr. Chalmers, and liked him much. He was a fine example of a rubicond Scotchman; fattened and roseated in London; and in his time did valuable services to literature, whilst he uprightly and honourably sustained the character of a Literary Man.