Murray McCheyne.
The finest tribute ever paid to a biography was paid to the volume that lies open before me at this moment. It is Andrew Bonar’s Memoir of Robert Murray McCheyne. In conversation with one or two old men who had known both Bonar and McCheyne, Professor James Stalker, casually observed that it was a tragedy that McCheyne died before he was thirty.
”Not at all,” one of the greybeards replied; “it was far better for McCheyne to die at twenty-nine, and to be embalmed for ever in Bonar’s beautiful biography, than to live out the full span of human existence, and miss that distinction! Those who have perused the Memoir will appreciate the compliment.
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