Life of Flora Macdonald and her adventures with Prince Charles

Gospel of love and peace to men. He was constantly
smoothing away any difficulties that occurred between his
friends, and he almost invariably succeeded in bringing
them again together. Some of his most intimate personal
favourites were adherents of other denominations ; and one
was as sure to meet him at the funeral of a Roman Catholic
as at that of a Presbyterian. His large heart, his truly
catholic spirit, his boundless charity knew not the mean,
selfish, repulsive creed of those that would scarcely admit
to Heaven any but those who could see eye to eye with
them in mere matters of ecclesiastical form and ceremony.
Children almost adored him ; they would run after him,
meet, and cling to him. He loved them ; they instinctively
knew it ; and they loved him in return ; and there are no
better judges of the man who deserves to be loved than
they are. He endeared himself, in short, to all who knew
him — old and young.
We must now, however, deal more with his career as a
minister and a man who left his mark, deeply impressed on
the literature of the Highlands. And we cannot more
appropriately introduce the subject than by quoting a letter
from the Rev. Robert Neil, minister of Glengairn, a gentle-
man who occasionally corresponded with him in his latter
years. Mr. Neil writes under date of 28th October : —
I was truly sorry to hear of the death of your much esteemed con-
tributor, the Rev. A. Macgregor, an event which has called up many
tender recollections in this, his native glen. As there will, no doubt,
be a lengthened notice of him in an early number of the Celtic
Magazine, I beg to communicate certain facts in his family history in
correction of several mistaken statements made in the newspaper
notices of his death.
His father, the Rev. Robert Macgregor, came from Perthshire in