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preacher was discriminating and decisive. He seemed to aim at producing a specific impression on the minds of his hearers; and his salutary truths were wisely adapted to the wants and circumstances of the two great classes that obtain in every audience, and that will eventually be classed for their eternal destiny.
'By him the violated law spoke out
Its thunders; and by him, in strains as sweet
"In his devotional exercises his warmth of heart was peculiarly manifest, and seldom failed to catch the sympathy, or breathe intently through the minds of the worshippers. His sentiments and diction, though occasionally tinged with the inaccuracies incident to extemporaneous address, were yet so soothing, elevating, and impressive, as amply to atone for such imperfections. He had not, indeed, the solid excellence and magnificence of Hall, nor the exuberant imagination of Chalmers; but his eloquence was of that pure and effective stamp which warmed while it instructed, and enlightened while it impressed."
The extent of these remarks leaves but little to be added by the compiler of this memoir. He would only say, that if amidst the numerous excellences that adorned his character, both in public and private, there was any observable blemish, it was, perhaps, that his spirit of independence appeared sometimes to pass into a fault; but still it was a fault from which no one suffered but himself. As to other points, his opinion coincides most fully with the substance of the testimonies above quoted; or, even without referring to these testimonies, it will be sufficiently apparent from the tenor of the preceding memoir; in the composition of
which, he has endeavoured to maintain a constant regard to truth and Christian moderation; nevertheless, he does not pretend to have executed his task with entire impartiality. He envies not the stoicism of that man's heart who, having been intimately acquainted with such a one as the late Dr. M'Allum, could sit down as his biographer with the scrupulous frigidity of a mere chronicler of dates and circumstances; and of this he is persuaded, that from the statements he has made respecting his many and estimable excellences, none who were acquainted with him will be disposed to make any very serious abatements.
The interest which was taken in his character, and the regret which was occasioned by his death, in York, and in the neighbourhood, were amply testified by the crowded congregations that attended to hear the sermons which were preached on the occasion; the numbers being such, although the services were on the evening of a week-day, as to be hardly contained in the two largest Wesleyan Methodist chapels in that city.
His remains were interred in the churchyard of North Shields. The spot is marked by a plain stone, which bears the following inscription:
Sacred to the memory
REV. DANIEL M'ALLUM, M.D.
Directed by his own choice, and by early education,
He was subsequently called by the great Head of the church To minister in holy things.
In obedience to this call, he exercised his ministry
Until (by one of those mysterious dispensations of
The design of which remains to be unfolded in eternity,) He was removed, in the midst of his years and usefulness,
From his labour on earth to his reward in heaven.
His mind was a treasury, well stored with knowledge,
To which he was accustomed to give utterance
In language remarkably fluent, perspicuous, and elegant. He died in peace, at Carville,
July 2, 1827,
Aged thirty-three years.
No. 1.-THE OBSERVER.-Sept. 1, 1813.
"Nihil humanum à me alienum puto."-TER.
No species of writing has ever met with more general encouragement than those detached papers upon men and manners which, at various times, and under different titles, have appeared in this kingdom, during the present and the last century. The merit of introducing it belongs unquestionably to Sir Richard Steele, of various memory; and the honour of first rendering it popular, useful, and entertaining, appertains with equal certainty to Addison, who herein, perhaps more than in any thing else, displayed the fertility of his genius, and endeared himself to every lover of truth that ever has perused, or ever shall peruse, his writings.
The title which may be given to essays of this kind is of little, or rather of no importance. It matters not what name or designation is applied to the work. If it touch the heart, and enliven the fancy; if it open wider fields for contemplation, and furnish new incentives to virtuous conduct; if it be conveyed in a style flexible and yet elegant, simple and yet impressive; if its sentiments be those of a thinking and well-furnished mind, attentive to little incidents, and awake to every thing that is truly conducive to the well-being of man, such a work will not be without readers, and cannot be without utility and the name it bears will become respect
able, though it be as little to the purpose as "The Idler,” or "The Rambler."
Whoever opens any of the miscellaneous publications of the English "Augustan age," finds himself (if he have a heart to feel, or a fancy to imagine) transported into other times, and becomes as familiar with the wits and the fops, the assemblies and the customs, the great men and the belles of those times, as though he were in habits of daily intimacy with them. They are living pictures of what once was-pictures whose exquisite colouring time has rather enriched than deteriorated— and which are placed in the temple of fame, to be preserved there for ever, as the finest representations of nature unveiled that the fancy of man ever conceived, or his pencil ever drew. Not only are we delighted with the beautiful notices which they contain of incidental occurrences, and with their rich descriptions of natural and artificial objects, but we are also feasted with the luxuriance of fancy, and the elegant exuberance of wit with which their subjects are adorned. "The Spectator," and other publications of the same class, are in reality a gallery of mental portraits, so well delineated that "the mirror is" thereby "held up to nature, vice is shown its deformity, and virtue its own image." They treat of the philosophy of the human heart, and are dissections of the inmost soul. With how vast a variety of subjects is the fancy indulged in the above-mentioned works, not only with those of native growth in our own country, but with exotics also, which are there happily introduced and cultivated with success. We are charmed with dreams, and instructed by allegories, amused with the learning of the east, or the traditions of the west, or are carried to the other side of the flood to learn the manners of the antediluvians. In a word, these writers,