Poor Graham is indeed one good man lost to the best of possible worlds. Indeed he had conscience and modesty enough for a whole General Assembly or Convocation. Yet his principles and prejudices and feelings made an odd jumble. He was an admirer of Queen Mary, and somewhat a Jacobite, yet a keen Whig in modern politicks; a Church of England clergyman from choice and conviction, yet an advocate for Dissenters and Cameronians; a Graham, and yet a murmurer against Montrose and Dundee. As for your amicable debate, there was nothing that I remember to regret about it, especially as I am convinced poor Graham was quite delighted with you. I daresay when he went to Arthur's bosom he was surprized, at tuning his lute, to be attended with a grand trumpet accompaniment from the noble leaders of his name, to whom in his earthly blindness he had assigned another mansion.