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sufficient cause for putting myself in such danger. Piety afforded me comfort; yet I was disturbed by the objections that have been made against a particular providence, and by the arguments of those who maintain that it is in vain to hope that the petitions of an individual or even of congregations, can have any influence with the Deity; objections which have been often made, and which Dr. Hakesworth has lately revived, in his Preface to the Voyages to the South Seas; but Dr. Ogden's excellent doctrine on the efficacy of intercession prevailed.
It was half an hour after eleven before we set ourselves in the course for Col. As I saw them all busy doing something, I asked Col, with much earnestness, what I could do. He, with a happy readiness, put into my hand a rope, which was fixed to the top of one of the masts, and told me to hold it till he bade me pull. If I had considered the matter, I might have seen that this could not be of the least service; but his object was to keep me out of the way of those who were busy working the vessel, and at the same time to divert my fear, by employing me, and making me think that I was of use. Thus did I stand firm to my post, while the wind and rain beat upon me, always expecting a call to pull my rope.
The man with one eye steered ; old M‘Donald, and Col and his servant, lay upon the fore-castle, looking sharp out for the harbour. It was necessary to carry much cloth, as they termed it, that is to say, much sail, in order to keep the vessel off the shore of Col. This made violent plunging in a rough sea. At last they spied the harbour of Lochiern, and Col cried, “ Thank God, we are safe !” We ran up till we were opposite to it, and soon afterwards we got into it, and cast anchor.
Dr. Johnson had all this time been quiet and unconcerned. He had lain down on one of the beds, and having got free from sickness, was satisfied. The truth is, he knew nothing of the danger we were in; but, fearless and unconcerned, might have said in the words which he has chosen for the motto to his Rambler.
Quo me cunque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.*
Once, during the doubtful consultations, he asked whither we were going; and upon being told that it was not certain whether to Mull or Col, he cried, “Col for my money!”– I now went down, with Col and Mr. Simpson, to visit him. He was lying in philosophick tranquillity, with a greyhound of Col's at his back, keeping him warm. Col is quite the Juvenis qui guadet canibus. He had, when we left Talisker, two greyhounds, two terriers, a pointer, and a large Newfoundland water-dog. He lost one of his terriers by the road, but had still five dogs with him. I was very ill, and very desirous to get to shore. When I was told that we could not land that night, as the storm had now increased, I looked so miserably, as Col afterwards informed me, that what Shakspeare has made the Frenchman say of the English soldiers, when scantily dieted, “Piteous they will look, like drowned mice !” might, I believe, have been well applied to me. There was in the harbour, before us, a Campbelltown vessel, the Betty, Kenneth Morison, master, taking in kelp, and bound for Ireland. We sent our boat to beg beds for two gentlemen, and that the master would send his boat, which was larger than ours. He accordingly did so,
* For as the tempest drives, I shape my way.
and Col and I were accommodated in his vessel till the morning.
Monday, 4th October. About eight o'clock we went in the boat to Mr. Simpson's vessel, and took in Dr. Johnson. He was quite well, though he had tasted nothing but a dish of tea since Saturday night. On our expressing some surprize at this, he said, that, “when he lodged in the Temple, and had no regular system of life, he had fasted for two days at a time, during which he had gone about visiting, though not at the hours of dinner or supper ; that he had drunk tea, but eaten no bread; that this was no intentional fasting, but happened just in the course of a literary life.”
There was a little miserable publick-house close upon the shore, to which we should have gone had we landed last night: but this morning Col resolved to take us directly to the house of Captain Lauchlan M'Lean, a descendant of his family, who had acquired a fortune in the East-Indies, and taken a farm in Col. We had about an English mile to go to it. Col and Joseph, and some others, ran to some little horses, called here Shelties, that were running wild on a heath, and catched one of them. We had a saddle with us, which was clapped upon it, and a straw-halter was put on its head. Dr. Johnson was then mounted, and Joseph very slowly and gravely led the horse. I said to Dr. Johnson, “I wish, sir, the club saw you in this attitude."*
* This curious exhibition may perhaps remind some of my readers of the judicrous lines, made during Sir Robert Walpole's administration, on Mr. George (afterwards, Lord) Littleton, though the figures of the two personages must be allowed to be very different :
“ But who is this astride the pony;
It was a very heavy rain, and I was wet to the skin. Captain M.Lean had but a poor temporary house, or rather hut; however, it was a very good haven to us. There was a blazing peat-fire, and Mrs. · M'Lean, daughter of the minister of the parish, got us tea. I felt still the motion of the sea. Dr. Johnson said, it was not in imagination, but a continuation of motion on the Auids, like that of the sea itself after the storm is over.
There were some books on the board which served as a chimney piece. Dr. Johnson took up Burnet's History of his own Times. He said, “ The first part of it is one of the most entertaining books in the English language ; it is quite dramatick; while he went about every where, saw every where, and heard every where. By the first part, I mean so far as it
that Burnet himself was actually engaged in what he has told; and this may be easily distinguished.” Captain M‘Lean censured Burnet, for his high praise of Lauderdale in a dedication, when he shews him in his history to have been so bad a man.—Johnson. “I do not myself think that a man should say in a dedication what he could not say in a history. However, allowance should be made; for there is a great difference. The known style of a dedication is flattery : it professes to flatter. There is the same difference between what a man says
in a dedication, and what he says in a history, as between a lawyer's pleading a cause and reporting it."
The day passed away pleasantly enough. The wind became fair for Mull in the evening, and Mr. Simpson resolved to sail next morning : but, having been thrown into the island of Col, we were unwilling to leave it unexamined, especially as we considered that the Campbeltown vessel would sail for Mull in a day or two, and therefore we determined to stay.
Tuesday, 5th October.
I rose, and wrote my Journal till about nine; and then went to Dr. Johnson, who sat up in bed, and talked and laughed. I said, it was curious to look back ten years, to the time when we first thought of visiting the Hebrides. How distant and improbable the scheme then appeared! Yet here we were actually among them. —“Sir, (said he,) people may come to do any thing al.' most, by talking of it. I really believe, I could talk myself into building a house upon island Isa, though I should probably never come back again to see it. I could easily persuade Reynolds to do it; and there would be no great sin in persuading him to do it. Sir, he would reason thus : • What will it cost me to be there once in two or three summers ? —Why, perhaps, five hundred pounds; and what is that, in comparison of having a fine retreat, to which a man can go, or to which he can send a friend ?' He would never find out that he may have this within twenty miles of London.--Then I would tell him, that he may marry one of the Miss M‘Leod's, a lady of great family.—Sir, it is surprising how people will go to a distance for what they may have at home. I knew a lady who came up from Lincolnshire to Knightsbridge with one of her daughters, and gave five guineas a week for a lodging and a warm bath ; that is, mere warm water. That, you know, could not be had in Lincolnshire! She said, it was made either too hot or too cold there."
After breakfast, Dr. Johnson and I, and Joseph, mounted horses, and Col and the captain walked with us about a short mile across the island. We paid a visit to the Reverend Mr. Hector M‘Lean. His parish consists of the islands of Col and Tyr-yi. He was about