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Malcolm Canmore, who gave to Maurice its founder the title of Thane of Lennox. It has been connected by marriage with the Royal Family of Great Britain, with many families of the Sovereigns of Europe, and with most of the ancient Scottish nobility 1.
James Drummond had seven sons—John, James, William, Peter, George, Henry, and David Thomas Ker, the subject of this Memoir. There were four daughters, of whom three died in infancy-Mary, the fourth daughter, married the Rev. Thomas Palmer Hutton, at present Rector of Yockleton, Shropshire, whose sister married David Thomas Ker Drummond. Mrs. Hutton died in 1835, leaving three sons-Mr. Hutton, of Harrow, the Rev. Dr. Hutton, Incumbent of St. Silas, Glasgow, and Mr. Thomas Hutton, who entered the army and died soon after in India. She also left one daughter, Mary, who married M. Piquet, formerly Swiss Consul at Geneva.
Mr. Drummond's father died when David Thomas Ker was only four years old; but in after years he often said how distinctly he remembered his father's death, and everything connected with his funeral. Especially he remembered going with the mourners and standing under the branches of a splendid old tree (still known as King of the Oaks,” which overshadows the peaceful quiet of the old family burying-place belonging to Aberuchill Castle), and bidding a long farewell to the parent whom, even in that short time, he so fondly loved.
His mother was thus left with the sole charge of this large family; and from that time till the day of her death right well and nobly did she discharge towards them the anxious duties of her position. Never was mother more
Genealogical Memoir of the House of Drummond, by David Malcolm, 1808.
loved than she was by each of her seven sons, and greatly were her patient efforts for their highest good in their early days owned and blessed of God. In speaking of him who is the subject of this Memoir, she often said that he never gave her one hour's anxiety in all his life. As years went on, his care for, and devotion to his mother were such as to be remarked even by strangers. He often said that, to him, the embodiment and expression of everything that was good and holy and true and noble was bound up in the name of " Mother."
For some years before her death she suffered much in consequence of a serious accident, and she delighted to tell how he cared for, and watched over her in the hours of weakness and suffering, tenderly nursing her, and doing everything in his power to lessen her pain. She always thought no one could arrange her pillows and make her comfortable as he did, and doubtless those who knew what he was afterwards in his own home, would understand well what were the tenderness and devotion lavished by such a heart upon such a mother.
Towards his brothers there was the same warmth of affection and genial brightness which ever characterized him. They were a singularly united family, in the truest sense of the word—finding no companionship so sweet as that of one another, no happiness equal to that of being all at home together. Their hearts were closely knit in the holiest bonds; and while entering heart and soul into one another's joys and recreations, and giving themselves up to manly amusements with a zest which it was refreshing to witness, there was always the steady, deep undercurrent of strong brotherly love, uniting them together as one man.
Great was their grief when, in after years, the time came for this happy circle to be broken up; and when, one after
another, the brothers, entering upon different professions, had to leave behind them the much-loved home, with all its bright and sunny joys. But its influence was carried with them wherever they went; and whether in foreign lands, or in their own country-in the army, or the office, or fighting under the banner of the King of kings—they were ever true to the dear old home, and faithful to the early training of her who had passed into the skies; bright examples of what, under God, a true mother can accomplish, in throwing around her children in their youth a shield of purity and holiness, which by God's blessing will shelter them to their latest day, from the evil ways of men.
David was the last surviving member of this happy family. He was educated at the High School and University of Edinburgh, where he studied with a view to entering the legal profession ; and he was for some years in a writer's office, but he never liked the work. His earnest desire was to enter the Church, and he subsequently went to Worcester College, Oxford, to prosecute his studies for the ministry. Bad health, however, interrupted these studies and obliged him to return home for some months, and thus delayed the keeping of his terms at Oxford.
During his absence from Oxford, in 1829, he married Harriet, fourth daughter of the Rev. Henry Hutton, of Beaumont Rectory, Essex. After his marriage he was obliged to return to Oxford, leaving his wife with his mother and her family in Walker Street, Edinburgh. He took his Bachelor's Degree in 1830, was ordained a deacon the same year by the Bishop of Llandaff, and a priest in 1831 by the Bishop of Gloucester and Bristol.
It was during this time of their first separation that the following letters were written to his wife. Mrs. Drummond writes regarding these: “ They are so full of heavenly
aspiration and holy counsel that I feel it would be withholding a very precious boon from the Church of Christ generally, and from his own dearly loved friends in particular, if, from any feelings of delicacy in lifting the veil from the sanctity of domestic life, I had kept them back. The following, with the birthday letters (which are given in the Appendix), are, I trust, likely to be a blessing to many."
Oxford, 1829. MY BELOVED WIFE, Since I came here, it has appeared to me as if I had been engaged in one long letter to you, and how great I feel the privilege of being thus allowed to hold such continued and delightful intercourse with my own darling; I find it also a good whetstone whereupon to brighten and to give a keener edge to my perception and reception of divine things. What a bountiful providence of Almighty God, that we should be so closely and so intimately united, as that we can open our whole hearts to each other, strengthening and refreshing each other in our progress through this vale of tears. Oh, when shall we be jointly, though in separate departments, labouring in the vineyard of the Lord ! I cannot tell you how I long for the period when I shall, by the laying on of the hands of the Bishop, be consecrated to the service of God in his sanctuary: what an exalted position ! what a state to be lifted up to! and yet my heart dies within me, when I reflect on my own unworthiness, my want of spirituality, my coldness and deadness, and the evil source from whence they all spring, even my own evil heart of unbelief. But, thanks be to God, his promises are numerous and full, and he that hath not spared his own Son will, if he sees meet to appoint me to be one of his ministering servants, give me strength and grace proportionate to my work. But it is an awful thought, and one which often makes me tremble, the responsibility which attaches itself to the steward of God's mysteries, “ Woe is unto me, if I preach not the gospel.” Necessity in laid upon me,—"Surely at your hands will I require it.” There is no resource but in a simple and childlike dependence on Almighty God for his help and his strength. When we give up every other support than that of his grace, then we may hope that he who has set us apart for his peculiar service, in answer to earnest prayer and diligent use of means on our part, will perfect the work which he has begun, as he sees will best conduce to his glory, and the good of his own people. If we turn our thoughts to the bright side of the picture, it is indeed a glorious view that presents itself. Think, my beloved wife, of the supreme felicity of never having any call, or any excuse, for not being in some way or other engaged in the worship or service of our heavenly Father; engaged in the furtherance of his kingdom, whom we trust to hail as our King and Saviour for ever in heaven; and then, by Christ's righteousness imputed to us, to hear the Judge of mankind exclaim -“ Well done, good and faithful servants,” and to witness those of the redeemed to whom we have been made the instruments of good, by the working of the Spirit, who at first dispersed all the darkness of our own souls, and in infinite mercy bade the light of everlasting truth to shine with transcendent splendour on us for ever! Oh, what a high reward, what a glorious harvest ! Christ our master has already seen of the travail of his soul, and is satisfied. We shall then perceive it, and lose ourselves in wonder that shall last through eternity, at the greatness and mightiness of that love which redeemed us.
Oxford, 1829. This, my beloved, is the sabbath! Hail thou sacred day of rest! We commemorate thy return, not only as the day on which the work of creation was finished, and as a token of gratitude to the Almighty Maker of all things, for having called us from nothing into being, but let us ever remember that on this day our Saviour Christ arose victorious over sin and the grave; that finishing the work of our salvation, he gave us gifts