In November 1764 we find Reid, now almost fifty-five years
of age, in the Chair of Moral Philosophy in the Old College
in the High Street of Glasgow. The Reid family lived then,
and for two years after, not in the Professors’ Court within
the College, but a quarter of a mile away, in an old-fashioned
street called the Drygate.[12] The manuscript in the family
bible records that Reid was admitted to the Glasgow professorship
on the 12th of June. He carried with him from
the quaint manse in Aberdeen to his new home in the
Drygate, his wife, three daughters, all above twenty years of
age, and two boys; they left three infant children buried
in Aberdeenshire. The Glasgow Chair supplied an income,
including fees, somewhat in advance of the Aberdeen
regency; and its duties required concentrated study of intellectual
and moral agency in man, instead of the dispersion
over a wide range of the phenomena and laws of matter
and mind which was necessary in King’s College. Yet it
was ‘not without reluctance,’ we are told, that he consented
to tear himself from a spot where he had so long been
fastening his roots; and much as he loved the society in
which he passed the remainder of his days, the advantages
of the change hardly compensated for the sacrifice of feeling
caused by the break in his early habits and associations.
Glasgow in 1898 is even more changed from Glasgow in
1764 than Aberdeen when Reid lived in it from Aberdeen
as it is now. To-day Glasgow is the second city in Britain,
with nearly a million of people, the industrial metropolis
of the north, with all the stir of industrial life. It was
then a provincial town with hardly thirty thousand inhabitants,
almost inaccessible from the sea, surrounded by the
cornfields and hedgerows and orchards of Lanarkshire, its
few streets converging on the Cathedral and the College
with their historic associations. ‘Glasgow,’ according to
Humphrey Clinker, ‘is the pride of Scotland. It is one of
the prettiest towns in Europe.’ Pennant describes it as ‘the
best built of any second-rate city I ever saw. The view from
the Cross has an air of vast magnificence.’ In 1764 it was
only laying the foundations of its present commercial fame.
The tobacco trade with the American plantations, and the
sugar trade with the West Indies, had hardly altered its
character as an ancient Church and University town.
‘Jupiter Carlyle,’ referring to Glasgow before the middle of
last century, speaks of ‘a few families of ancient citizens
who pretended to be gentlemen; and a few others, recently
settled, who had obtained wealth and consideration in trade.
The rest were shopkeepers and mechanics, who occupied
large warerooms to furnish cargoes to Virginia. It was then
usual for the sons of merchants to attend the College for
one or two years, and a few of them completed their
academical education.’
The College in the High Street, erected early in the
seventeenth century, seemed to Samuel Johnson in 1773
‘without a sufficient share in the magnificence of the
place.’ Nevertheless he found ‘learning an object of wide
importance, and the habit of application much more general
than in the neighbouring University of Edinburgh.’ The
two College squares, connected with memories of many
generations in the west of Scotland, have been likened to
those of Lincoln College in Oxford. About the middle
of last century from three to four hundred students gathered
in those curious old courts, almost all living in apartments
in the town, a few boarded in the houses of professors.
They wore scarlet gowns, ‘most of which,’ when Wesley
visited Glasgow, ‘were very dirty, some very ragged, and
all of very coarse cloth.’ The houses of the professors
formed a square on the north side of the College, built
early in the eighteenth century. Eastward were the College
gardens and the park, through which the classic Molendinar
found its way to the Clyde. It was a quaint and curious
old-world life that was then lived in the College, and in the
High Street, passing from the College to the Cathedral at
one end and from the College to the Cross at the other.
In the half-century before Reid was admitted to his
Glasgow Chair, the University had professors of more than
Scottish reputation. Glasgow is in fact associated with
almost all the names that adorn the literature of Philosophy
in Scotland in the last century and in this. Adam Smith
was Reid’s immediate predecessor in the Chair of Morals.
His Theory of Moral Sentiments had been for five years
before the world when he resigned his professorship to
give to literature what Sir James Mackintosh describes
as ‘perhaps the only book which produced an immediate,
general, and irrevocable change in some of the most important
parts of the legislation of all civilised states’—fit to
be ranked with the classic works of Grotius, Locke, and
Montesquieu—its author ‘the first economical philosopher,
and perhaps the most eloquent theoretical moralist, of
modern times.’ Smith’s predecessor was Francis Hutcheson,
author of that Inquiry into our Ideas of Beauty and
Virtue which gave rise to Reid’s New Machar essay on
‘Quantity’ in 1748, the reputed father of modern philosophy
in Scotland;—and in the second quarter of last century the
most potent agent and pioneer of the liberal culture and
literary taste which made the intellectual moderation of
the eighteenth century in Scotland so remarkable a contrast
to the less tolerant spiritual fervour of the seventeenth.
This influence was continued by his friend and
biographer, William Leechman, the Principal of Glasgow
College in 1764, still remembered as one of the philosophical
theologians of the Church of Scotland. ‘It was owing to
Hutcheson and Leechman,’ says Carlyle, ‘that a new
school was formed in the western provinces of Scotland,
where the clergy till that period were narrow and bigoted,
and had never ventured to range their minds beyond the
bounds of strict orthodoxy. For though neither of these
professors taught any heresy, yet they opened and enlarged
the minds of the students, which soon gave them a turn
for inquiry; the result of which was candour and liberality
of sentiment. From experience this freedom of thought
was not found so dangerous as might at first be apprehended;
for though the more daring youth at first made
excursions into the unbounded regions of metaphysical
perplexity, yet all the more judicious soon returned to the
lower sphere of long-established truths, which they found
not only more subservient to the good order of society,
but necessary to fix their own minds in some degree of
stability.’ Gershom Carmichael, too, is not to be forgotten.
He was Hutcheson’s predecessor, with an intellectual and
religious influence not inconsiderable in the opening years
of last century, author of a Latin manual of logic which
appeared in 1720, and a Synopsis Theologiæ Naturalis,
published shortly before his death in 1729, but best known
perhaps as editor of Puffendorff.
Reid thus entered Glasgow College when it was the
centre of the reviving philosophical and literary activity
of Scotland in the modern spirit. He met colleagues
and fellow-citizens who were in sympathy with his own
sincere and independent scientific temper. The aged
Simpson, restorer of ancient geometry, who had lately
retired from the mathematical chair, which he had adorned
for half a century, was a congenial mathematician of
European fame. Joseph Black, the most celebrated British
chemist of his generation, was illustrating his own discoveries
in his College lectures, and drawing the attention
of the world to the phenomena of latent heat. The
vigour and acuteness of Millar were educating a new generation
in jurisprudence and statesmanship. Moore, the
author of Zeluco, an eminent Glasgow physician, was adding
to its literary name. The grandfather, and afterwards the
father, of Sir William Hamilton held in succession the
Chair of Anatomy, both colleagues of Reid, who might
have been seen in the College Courts when his future
editor and commentator was there in his infancy.
Reid’s inaugural lecture as Professor of Moral Philosophy,
delivered on the 10th of October 1764, is among his unpublished
manuscripts at Birkwood. The opening sentences
(deleted as irrelevant in after years) are not without interest
in the characteristic modesty and candour of the reference
to Adam Smith, his predecessor:—
‘Before entering upon the subject of my prelections, there
are some things which I think proper to lay before you, and to
which I beg your attention. I doubt not that you are all
sensible of the loss which the University, and you in particular,
sustain by the resignation of the learned and ingenious gentleman
who last filled this chair. Those who knew him most and
had most access to attend his prelections, and especially those
who most profited by them, will be most sensible of their loss.
I had not the happiness of his personal acquaintance, for want of
opportunity; though I wished for it, and now wish for it far more
than ever. But I could not be a stranger to his fame and
reputation, nor to the respect with which his lectures from this
chair were heard by a very crowded audience. I am much a
stranger to his system, unless so far as he hath published it to
the world. But a man of so great genius and penetration must
have struck new light to the subjects which he treated, as well
as have handled them in an excellent and instructive manner.
I shall be much obliged to any of you, gentlemen, or to any
others, who can furnish me with notes of his prelections,
whether in morals, jurisprudence, politics, or rhetorick. I
shall always be desirous to borrow light from every quarter,
and to adopt what appears to me sound and solid in every
system, and ready to change my opinions upon conviction, or
to change my method and materials where I can do it to
advantage. I desire to live no longer than this candour and
ingenuity, this openness of mind to education and information,
live with me.’
An apology follows for the imperfect preparation of a
first course, inadequately provided for by the miscellaneous
lectures in physics and metaphysics at Aberdeen. The
past performance of Adam Smith, and the high expectation
associated with the new professor, the author of the
Inquiry, were doubtless fresh in the minds of the crowded
audience that met on that October morning in the faint
light of the Old College class-room. The audience, the
new professor, and his predecessor, have all now receded
into the dim distance, and are seen under the cold light
of history. The lectures delivered in the years that followed
are preserved at Birkwood, in Reid’s valley of the Dee—lectures
on Pneumatology, Ethics, Jurisprudence, and
Political Philosophy—for the most part embodied in substance
in the published Essays of his old age.
Reid’s placid temperament and restrained imagination
suggest sober unadorned statement, and cautious inference
founded on fact, not fervid eloquence, as the character of
his prelections. He was more likely slowly to influence
opinion by his books than to startle a youthful audience
by spoken words. This conjecture is confirmed by the
account of Reid in the Glasgow class-room given by Dugald
Stewart, who was among his students in 1772-73. ‘In his
elocution and mode of instruction,’ Stewart says, ‘there
was nothing peculiarly attractive. He seldom if ever indulged
in the warmth of extempore discourse; nor was his
manner of reading calculated to increase the effect of what
he had committed to writing. Such, however, was the
simplicity and perspicuity of his style, such the gravity and
authority of his character, and such the general interest of
his young hearers in the doctrines which he taught, that
by the numerous audiences to which his instructions were
addressed he was heard uniformly with the most silent
and respectful attention.’ And this delivery of deep and
patient thought, regarding the duties and relations of man,
and the foundation of his beliefs, was continued in the
class-room for sixteen years.
As we might expect from their mental affinities, Reid
greatly esteemed the works of Bishop Butler. Among the
manuscripts at Birkwood is an abstract of the Analogy;
and Butler’s ethical writings were recommended to his
students as the best in the literature of moral philosophy,
with regret to see them superseded in England by the productions
of inferior moralists. In tone and method of
inquiry Reid is the Butler of Scotland. And Butler,
too, is the Reid of England in his trustful appeals to what
Reid would call the common sense. When Butler asks himself
whether we may not be deceived in our natural sense
of our continuous personal identity, he replies, that ‘this
question may be asked at the end of any demonstration;
because it is a question concerning the truth of perception
by memory. And he who can doubt whether perception
by memory can in this case be depended on, may doubt
also whether perception, by reasoning, or indeed whether
any intuitive perception, can. Here then we can go no
further. For it is ridiculous to attempt to prove the truth
of those perceptions, whose truth we can no otherwise
prove than by other perceptions which there is just the
same ground to suspect; or to attempt to prove the truth
of our faculties, which can no otherwise be proved than by
these very suspected faculties themselves.’ This is the
substance of the argument that rests on the data of the
sense or reason with which human nature is inspired.
Reid’s homely letters to his Aberdeen friends, Andrew
and David Skene, give some interesting pictures of the
details of the family’s life, in the years which immediately
followed the settlement in Glasgow. The extracts that
follow may help the reader to form the pictures.
In a letter to Dr. Andrew Skene, dated November 15,
1764, we see the Moral Philosophy class-room on a winter
morning a hundred and thirty years ago, and life in the
Drygate home a few weeks after the family entered it:—
‘I must launch forth in the morning, so as to be at the
College (which is a walk of eight minutes) half an hour after
seven, when I speak for an hour without interruption to an
audience of about a hundred. At eleven I examine for an hour
upon my morning prelection; but my audience is a little
more than a third part of what it was in the morning. In a
week or two I must, for three days in the week, have a second
prelection at twelve, upon a different subject, where my audience
will be made up of those who hear me in the morning but
do not attend at eleven. My hearers commonly attend my
class two years at least. They pay fees for the first two years,
and then they are cives of the class, and may attend gratis as
many years as they please. Many attend the moral philosophy
class four or five years; so that I have many preachers and
students of divinity and law of considerable standing, before
whom I stand in awe to speak without more preparation than
I have leisure for. I have a great inclination to attend some of
the professors here, several of whom are very eminent in their
way; but I cannot find leisure. Much time is consumed in our
college meetings about business, of which we have commonly
four or five in the week. We have a Literary Society once a
week, consisting of the Masters and two or three more; where
each of the members has a discourse once in the session....
Near a third part of our students are Irish. Thirty came over
lately in one ship, besides three that went to Edinburgh. We
have a good many English, and some foreigners. Many of the
Irish, as well as Scotch, are poor, and come up late to save
money; so that we are not yet fully convened, although I have
been teaching ever since the 10th of October. Those who pretend
to know, say that the number of students this year, when fully
convened, will amount to 300.... By this time I am sure you
have enough of the College; for you know as much as I can
tell you of the fine houses of the Masters, of the Astronomical
Observatory, of Robin Foulis’ collection of pictures and painting
college, and of the foundry for types and printing-house.
Therefore I will carry you home to my own house, which lyes
among the middle of the weavers, like the back-wynd in Aberdeen.
You go through a long, dark, abominably nasty entry,
which leads you into a clean little close. You walk upstairs
to a neat little dining-room, and find as many other little rooms
as just accommodate my family; so scantily that my apartment
is a closet of six feet by eight or nine off the dining-room.
To balance these little inconveniences, the house is new and
free of buggs; it has the best air and finest prospect in Glasgow;
the privilege of a large garden, very airy, to walk in,
which is not so nicely kept, but one may use freedom with it.
A five minutes’ walk leads us up a rocky precipice into a large
park, partly planted with firs, and partly open, which overlooks
the town and all the country round, and gives a view of the
windings of the Clyde for a great way. The ancient Cathedral
stands at the foot of the rock, half of its height below you, and
half above you; and indeed it is a very magnificent pile.
When we came here, the street we live in (which is called the
Drygate) was infested with the small-pox, which were very
mortal. Two families in our neighbourhood lost all their
children, being three each. Little David was seized with the
infection, and had a very great eruption both on his face and
over his whole body, which you will believe would discompose
his mother.... Although my salary here be the same as
Aberdeen, yet if the class does not fall off, nor my health, so
as to disable me from teaching, I believe I shall be able to live
as easily as at Aberdeen, notwithstanding the differences in
the expense of living at the two places. I have touched about
£70 of fees, and may possibly make out the £100 this session....
The common people here have a gloom in their countenance,
which I am at a loss whether to ascribe to their religion or to
the air and climate. There is certainly more of religion among
the common people in this town than in Aberdeen; and
although it has a gloomy enthusiastical cast, yet I think it
makes them tame and sober. I have not heard either of a
house or of a head broke, or of a pocket picked, or of any
flagrant crime, since I came here. I have not heard any
swearing in the streets, nor seen a man drunk (excepting,
inter nos, one Prof—r) since I came here.... If this scroll
tire you, impute it to this, that to-morrow is to be employed
in choosing a Rector, and I can sleep till ten o’clock, which I
shall not do again for six weeks.’
After the first winter, and when he had gained some experience
of Glasgow, he writes to Dr. David Skene, on 13th
July 1765:—
‘I have a strong inclination to attend the chymical lecture
the next winter; but am afraid I shall not have time. I have
had but very imperfect hints of Dr. Black’s theory of fire....
Chemistry seems to be the only branch of philosophy that can
be said to be in a progressive state here, although other
branches are neither ill taught nor ill studied. I never considered
Dolland’s telescopes till I came here. I think they
open a new field in optics which may greatly enrich that part
of philosophy.... I find a variety of things here to amuse me
in the literary world, and want nothing so much as my old
friends, whose place I cannot expect at my time of life to
supply. I think the common people here and in the neighbourhood
greatly inferior to the common people with you.
They are Bœotian in their understandings, fanatical in their
religion, and clownish in their dress and manners. The clergy
encourage this fanaticism too much, and find it the only way
to popularity. I often hear a gospel here which you know
nothing about; for you neither hear it from the pulpit nor will
you find it in the Bible. What is your Philosophical Society
doing? Still battling about D. Hume? or have you time to
look in?... I believe you do not like to be charged with
compliments, otherwise I would desire of you to remember me
respectfully to Sir Archibald Grant, Sir Arthur and Lady
Forbes, and others of my country acquaintances, when you
have occasion to see them.’
In another letter to Dr. David, written about Christmas
in his second winter, we find that—
‘Mr. Watt has made two small improvements in the steam-engine.[13]
[These are minutely described.] ... I have attended
Dr. Black’s lectures. His doctrine of latent heat is the only
thing I have yet heard that is altogether new. And indeed I
look upon it as a very great discovery.... I have not met
with any botanists here. Our College is considerably more
crowded than it was last session. My class indeed is much the
same as last year, but all the rest are better. I believe the
number of our students of one kind or another may be between
four and five hundred. But the College at Edinburgh is increased
this year much more than we are. The Moral Philosophy
class there is more than double ours. The Professor,
Ferguson, is indeed, as far as I can judge, a man of a noble
spirit, of very elegant manners, and has an uncommon flow of
eloquence. I hear he is about to publish, I don’t know under
what title, a natural history of man; exhibiting a view of him
in the savage state, and in the several successive states of
pasturage, agriculture, and commerce. Our Society [Senate]
is not so harmonious as I wish. Schemes of interest, pushed
by some and opposed by others, are like to divide us into
parties, and perhaps engage us in law suits. Mrs. Reid,
Pegie, and I, have all had a severe cold and cough. I have
been keeping the house these two days in order to get the
better of it.’
On ‘December 30th, 1765,’ a less sanguine view appears,
in a letter to Andrew Skene:—
‘I assure you I can rarely find an hour which I am at liberty
to dispose of as I please. The most disagreeable thing in the
teaching part is to have a great number of stupid Irish
teagues, who attend classes for two or three years to qualify
them for teaching schools or being dissenting teachers. I
preach to them as St. Francis did to the fishes. I don’t know
what pleasure he had in his audience; but I should have none
in mine, if there were not in it a mixture of reasonable creatures.
I confess I think there is a smaller proportion of these in my
class this year than there was the last. I have long been of
the opinion that, in a right constituted College, there ought to
be two professors for each class—one for the dunces, and
another for those who have parts. The province of the former
would not be the most agreeable, but perhaps it would require
the greatest talents, and therefore ought to be accounted the
post of honour. There is no part of my time more disagreeably
spent than that which is spent in college meetings; and I
should have been attending one at this moment if a bad cold I
have got had not furnished me with an excuse. These meetings
are become more disagreeable by an evil spirit of party that
seems to put us in a ferment, and I am afraid will produce bad
consequences. The temper of our northern Colonies makes
mercantile people here look very grave. It is said that the
effects in these colonies belonging to this town amount to above
£400,000.[14] The mercantile people are for suspending the
Stamp-act, and redressing the grievances of the colonists....
In what light the House of Commons will view this matter I
don’t know, but it seems to me one of the most important
matters that have come before them. I wish often an evening
with you, such as we have enjoyed in the days of former times,
to settle the important affairs of Church and State, of Colleges
and Corporations. I have found this the best expedient to
think of them without melancholy and chagrin. And I think
all that a man has to do in the world is to keep his temper and
to do his duty. Mrs. Reid is tolerably well just now, but is
often ailing.’
In a letter to Dr. David, in March 1766, he refers to the
death of his early friend, John Stewart, the Mathematical
Professor in Marischal College, and his companion in the
English tour thirty years before:—
‘Mr. Stewart’s death affects me deeply. A sincere friendship,
begun at twelve years of age, and continued to my time of
life, without any interruption, cannot but give some pangs.
You know his worth; yet it was shaded ever since you knew
him by too great abstraction from the world. The former part
of his life was more amiable and more social; but the whole
was of a piece in virtue, candour, and humanity.... I have
always regarded him as my best tutor, though of the same age
with me. If the giddy part of my life was in any degree spent
innocently and virtuously, I owe it to him more than to any
human creature; for I could not but be virtuous in his company,
and I could not be so happy in any other. But I must leave
this pleasing melancholy subject. He is happy; and I shall
often be happy in the remembrance of our friendship; and I
hope we shall meet again.’
A minute account of Black’s theory of latent heat follows.
Later in the same year, Black was called to the Chair of
Chemistry in Edinburgh, which he filled for nearly thirty
years, and in Reid’s letters to the Skenes there is much
about candidates for the vacant office in Glasgow, with a
suggestion that David Skene should himself enter the lists.
‘There is a great spirit of inquiry among the young people
here. Literary merit is much regarded; and I conceive
the opportunities a man has of improving himself are much
greater here than at Aberdeen. The communication with
Edinburgh is easy. One goes in the stage coach to Edinburgh
before dinner; has all the afternoon there, and returns to
dinner at Glasgow next day; so that if you have any ambition
to get into the College of Edinburgh (which I think you
ought to have), I conceive Glasgow would be a good step.’
The appeal was ineffectual. Meantime his own appointment,
as an ‘examinator’ of candidates for the vacant Mathematical
Chair in Marischal College, made a visit to Aberdeen
necessary, as anticipated in a letter on ‘May 8th’:—
‘My class will be over in less than a month, and by that time
I shall be glad to have some respite. I hope to have the
pleasure of seeing my friends in Aberdeen in August, if not
sooner. We have had a stronger College this year than ever
before. We have been remarkably free from riots and disorders
among the students; and I did not indeed expect that 350
young fellows could have keen kept quiet for so many months
with so little trouble.... You’ll say to all this that cadgers
are aye speaking of crooksaddles. I think so they ought;
besides, I have nothing else to say to you, and have had no
time to think of anything but my crooksaddles for seven months
past. When the session’s over, I must rub up my mathematics
against the month of August. There is one candidate for your
profession of mathematics to go from this College; and if your
College get a better man, or a better mathematician, they will
be very lucky.[15] I am so sensible of the honour the Magistrates
have done me in naming me to be one of the examinators, that
I will not decline it, though I confess I like the honour better
than the office.’
In the autumn of 1766 Reid exchanged the house in the
Drygate for an official residence in the Professors’ Court
of the Old College. This appears in a letter to Dr.
Andrew Skene on December 17th:—
‘I live now in the College, and have no distance to walk to
my class in dark mornings, as I had before. I enjoy this ease,
though I am not sure whether the necessity of walking up and
down a steep hill[16] three or four times a day was not of use. I
have of late had a little of your distemper, finding a giddiness
in my head when I lie down, or rise, or turn myself in my bed.
Our College is very well peopled this session. My public class
is above three score, besides the private class. Dr. Smith
never had so many in one year. There is nothing so uneasy
to me here as our factions in the College.’
In February 1767, along with other local news, we find
this in a letter to David Skene:—
‘We are now resolved to have a canal from Carron to this
place, if the Parliament allows it. £40,000 was subscribed last
week by the merchants of the Carron Company for this purpose.[17]
Our medical college has fallen off greatly this session, most of
the students of medicine having followed Dr. Black to Edinburgh.
The natural and moral philosophy classes are more
numerous than they have ever been; but I expect a great
falling off, if I see another session. I was just now seeing your
furnace along with Dr. Irvine.... If I could find a machine
as proper for analysing ideas, moral sentiments, and other
materials belonging to the fourth kingdom, I believe I should
find in my heart to bestow the money first. I have the more
use for a machine of this kind, because my alembic for performing
these operations—I mean my cranium—has been a
little out of order this winter, by a vertigo, which has made
my studies go on heavily, though it has not hitherto interrupted
my teaching. I have found air and exercise and a clean
stomach the best remedies; but I cannot command the two
former as often as I could wish. I am sensible that the air of
a crowded class is bad, and often thought of carrying my class
to the Common Hall; but I was afraid it might have been construed
as a piece of ostentation.’
Reid’s letter of condolence to Dr. David Skene on the
death of his father, in September 1767, mentions the loss
of his own infant daughter, ‘my sweet little Bess,’ and also
refers to an excursion to Hamilton ‘with Mr. Beattie’—the
only occasion on which, for more than three months, he
had been more than three miles from Glasgow. ‘Having
time at command,’ he had been tempted ‘to fall to the
tumbling over books; as we have a vast number here
which I had not access to see at Aberdeen. But this is
a mare magnum, wherein one is tempted by hopes of discoveries
to make a tedious voyage, which seldom repays
the labour. I have long ago found my memory to be
like a vessel that is full: if you pour in more, you lose
as much as you gain; and on this account I have a thousand
times resolved to give up all pretence to what is called
learning, being satisfied that it is more profitable to ruminate
on the little I have laid up than to add to the indigested
heap. I have had little society, the College people being
out of town, and have almost lost the faculty of speaking by
disuse. I blame myself for having corresponded so little
with my friends at Aberdeen. I wished to try Lumsden’s
experiment which you was so good as to communicate to
me.... A nasty custom I have of chewing tobacco has
been the reason of my observing a species of as nasty little
animals. I spit in a basin of sawdust, which, when it comes
to be drenched, produces a vast number of animals, three
or four times as large as a louse, and not very different in
shape; but armed with four or five rows of prickles like
a hedgehog, which seem to serve it as feet. Its motion
is very sluggish. It lies drenched in the aforesaid mass,
which swarms with these animals of all ages from top to
bottom.... I have gone over Sir James Stewart’s great
book of political economy, wherein I think there is a great
deal of good material—carelessly put together indeed; but
I think it contains more sound principles concerning commerce
and police than any book we have yet had. We had
the favour of a visit from Sir Archibald Grant. It gave
me much pleasure to see him retain his spirits and vigour.’
A letter in October mentions that Reid had ‘passed eight
days lately with Lord Kames at Blair-Drummond,’ and that
his lordship is preparing a fourth edition of his Elements.
He adds, ‘I have been labouring at Barbara Celarent for
three weeks bygone.’ A new friend, Lord Kames, here
comes in sight.
The last of the Skene letters is dated three years later,
in 1770. After pressing David Skene to visit him in
Glasgow, he ends thus:—‘As to myself, the immaterial
world has swallowed up all my thoughts since I came here;
but I meet with few that have travelled far in that region,
and am often left to pursue my dreary way in a more
solitary manner than when we used to meet at the Club.’
The homely simplicity of Reid’s character is shown in
those letters. They differ from the letters we have after
the Skenes disappear. These are almost all on questions
in philosophy, and show a slow but steady advance
in reflection upon the ‘common sense’ constitution of
man’s knowledge of the universe of matter and mind.
In 1772 there was sorrow in the Reid household. The
two eldest daughters, Jane and Margaret, both died, in the
bloom of youth, leaving only the third daughter, Martha,
who not long after married Dr. Patrick Carmichael, a
Glasgow physician, and youngest son of Professor Gershom
Carmichael. This marriage added much to the comfort of
Reid’s later years.
We have a passing glimpse of Reid in 1773, when he
was entertained in Glasgow by Johnson and Boswell, at the
Saracen’s Head Inn, in the Gallowgate, ‘that paragon of
inns in the eyes of the Scotch, but wretchedly managed.’
The travellers arrived there on the 28th of October, on
their return from their romantic excursion to the Western
Highlands. At the Saracen’s Head, on the following
morning, as Boswell tells us, ‘Dr. Reid, the philosopher,
and two other Glasgow professors, breakfasted with us,’
and they met them afterwards at supper. ‘I was not
much pleased with any of them,’ the sage wrote to Mrs.
Thrale. ‘The general impression upon my memory,’
Boswell says, ‘is, that we had not much conversation at
Glasgow, where the professors, like their brethren at Aberdeen,
did not venture to expose themselves much to the
battery of cannon which they knew might play upon them.’
It is a pity that Boswell’s indifference, or indolence, on
this occasion has deprived us of talk at the Saracen’s Head
and in the College Court, as dramatic in its way as the
pictures of Rasay or Inch Kenneth. Notwithstanding
Reid’s cautious and modest silence, or want of vivacity,
he surely said and heard something at those Glasgow
breakfasts and suppers.
Before death had put an end to the letters to the Skenes,
Reid had become intimate with one of the most notable
men of the time in Scotland. I do not know how the
intimacy began, but as early as 1767 we have found him
referring to a visit to Lord Kames at Blair-Drummond, and
to the mysteries of Barbara Celarent. This means that he
was at work on the Brief Account of Aristotle’s Logic, with
Remarks, published seven years afterwards as an Appendix
to one of Lord Kames’ Sketches of the History of Man.
The Sketches appeared in two quarto volumes, in 1774,
and the Brief Account fills about seventy pages in the
second volume. It was Reid’s only appearance in print
in the sixteen years of his public professorship in Glasgow.
This, along with the essay on Quantity, given to the Royal
Society in 1748, and the Inquiry, in 1764, made up his
work as an author, until after he had ceased to be an oral
teacher.
In Henry Home, Lord Kames, notwithstanding a temperament
very different from his own, Reid found congenial
companionship—a strong disposition to metaphysical speculation,
a ready and accomplished if not deeply learned
lawyer, and a considerable author. Kames was fourteen
years his senior. Curiously, Henry Home’s closest early
friendship was with David Hume. Thirty years before his
friendship with Reid, he advised Hume about the Treatise
of Human Nature, and had given the youth an introduction
to Bishop Butler. ‘My opinions,’ David writes in 1737,
‘are so new, and even some terms I am obliged to make
use of, that I could not propose, by any abridgment, to
give my system an air of likelihood, or even to make it
intelligible. I have had a greater desire of communicating
to you a plan of the whole, that I believe it will not appear
in public before the beginning of next winter. I am at
present castrating my work, that is, cutting off its nobler
parts, that is, endeavouring it shall give as little offence as
possible. This is a piece of cowardice for which I blame
myself. But I resolved not to be an enthusiast in philosophy
while I was blaming other enthusiasms.’ It was thus
that Hume wrote about the book which, even in its ‘castrated’
form, startled Reid in the manse at New Machar,
and determined his whole intellectual life. In 1751 Home
published Essays on the Principles of Morality and Natural
Religion, on which Jonathan Edwards congratulated him
in a letter to Dr. Erskine. Yet his speculations, and his
association with the sceptic, raised a suspicion of his orthodoxy
in the General Assembly.
According to Lord Woodhouselee, his biographer, ‘the
intercourse of Lord Kames was frequent with his much-valued
friend Dr. Reid, and they corresponded on various
topics of philosophy—a correspondence which, notwithstanding
the dissimilarity of character in many respects
between these two eminent men, subsisted for a long period
of years, with the most perfect cordiality and mutual esteem.’
Dr. Reid, Dugald Stewart tells us, lived in the most cordial
and affectionate friendship with Lord Kames, notwithstanding
the avowed opposition of their sentiments on
some moral questions to which he attached the highest
importance. Both of them, however, were the friends of
virtue and of mankind; and both were able to temper the
warmth of free discussion with the forbearance and good
humour founded on mutual esteem. ‘No two men,’
Stewart adds, ‘ever exhibited a more striking contrast in
their conversation or in their constitutional tempers—the
one slow and cautious in his decisions, even on those topics
which he had most diligently studied; reserved and silent
in promiscuous society, and retaining, after all his literary
eminence, the same simple and unassuming manners which
he had brought from his country residence; the other, lively,
rapid, and communicative; accustomed by his professional
pursuits to wield with address the weapons of controversy,
and not averse to a trial of his powers on questions the
most foreign to his ordinary habits of inquiry. But these
characteristical differences, while to their common friends
they lent an additional charm to the distinguishing merits
of each, served only to enliven their social intercourse, and
to cement their mutual attachment.’ From 1767 till the
death of Lord Kames in December 1782, their intercourse
was unbroken.[18]
Lord Kames thus explains Reid’s contribution to the
Sketches:—‘In reviewing the foregoing Sketch, it occurred
to me that a fair analysis of Aristotle’s logic would be a
valuable addition to the historical branch. A distinct
and candid account of a system that for so many ages
governed the reasoning part of mankind cannot but be
acceptable to the public. Curiosity will be gratified in
seeing a phantom delineated that so long fascinated the
learned world; a phantom which, like the pyramids of Egypt,
or hanging gardens of Babylon, is a structure of infinite
genius, but absolutely useless, unless for raising wonder.
Dr. Reid, Professor of Moral Philosophy in the College of
Glasgow, relished the thought, and his friendship to me
prevailed on him, after much solicitation, to undertake the
laborious task. No man is better acquainted with Aristotle’s
writings; and (without any enthusiastic attachment) he
holds that philosopher to be a first-rate genius.’
Measured by the present standard of Aristotelian criticism,
Reid’s exposition of the Organon, and estimate of its
place in the development of human understanding, may
seem meagre and inadequate; especially as the issue of
seven years of preparation, and as his solitary contribution
to philosophy in these sixteen years. But when we remember
that Aristotelian logic was then under an eclipse,
especially in Scotland, and that Reid’s ‘Brief Account’ was
an attempt to draw the Organon out of the obscurity to
which it had been condemned by leaders of modern thought,
the merit of his sober and sagacious commentary may be
more recognised. It is as a signal monument of abstracted
intellectual activity, rather than as a philosophical instrument
for advancing or organising our knowledge, that
Reid regards the syllogistic logic. He concludes that the
art of syllogism is better fitted to promote scholastic litigation
than real improvement in the sciences; he sees in it
only ‘a venerable piece of antiquity and a great effort of
human genius.’ When he contrasts the utility of Bacon’s
Organum, as a factor in the progressive intelligence of
mankind, he fails to see that each Organon may consistently
supplement the other.
Reid characteristically ends his account of the old
Organon by suggesting an Organon, different from either the
old or the new, as still wanting. This should neither, like
Aristotle’s, unfold only abstract forms of deductive reasoning,
nor, like Bacon’s, only methods for verifying inductive
generalisations. It should be concerned with the rational
principles which compose the Common Sense of mankind.
‘All the real knowledge of mankind may be divided into
two parts: the first consists of self-evident propositions, the
second of those which are deduced by just reasoning from
self-evident propositions. The line that divides these two
ought to be marked as distinctly as possible, and principles
that are really self-evident reduced to general axioms.
Although first principles do not admit of direct proof, yet
there must be certain marks by which those that are truly
such may be distinguished from counterfeits. These marks
ought to be described and applied to distinguish the
genuine from the spurious.... This is a subject of such
importance that if inquisitive men can be brought to the
same unanimity in the first principles of the other sciences
as in those of mathematics and natural philosophy, this
might be considered as a third grand era in the progress of
human reason.’ Thus in 1774 Reid’s thought still converges
on the subject which had engaged him since the
Treatise of Human Nature found its way into the manse
of New Machar. Perhaps he was unduly sanguine in
expecting unanimity regarding the ingredients of the final
reason of mankind—so imperfectly developed in the individual
consciousness, in its higher elements, as long as
men are disposed to resist the final venture of the heart
and conscience in their interpretation of the world and
of human life.
It was in 1774 that Reid’s appeal in 1764 to the common
reason of human nature aroused hostile criticism. He had
been seconded by others in his response to the sceptics.
The resort to a ‘sense’ of self-evident truth, in his Inquiry
in 1764, which itself looked like a reply to argument by
feeling, was followed in 1766 by An Appeal to Common
Sense on behalf of Religion, by Dr. James Oswald, minister
of Methven in Perthshire. In 1770 Beattie’s Essay on the
Nature and Immutability of Truth, in opposition to Sophistry
and Scepticism, followed. Oswald and Beattie were not
deep and patient thinkers like Reid;[19] but the rising literary
and social reputation of Beattie, secured for the Essay on
Truth more rapid and widespread admiration than was given
to the Inquiry. Beattie often visited London, was there
one of the lions of the day, was made a D.C.L. of Oxford,
and had interviews with George the Third, who admired his
book, conferred a pension on Beattie, and rallied Mr.
Dundas about ‘Scotch Philosophy.’ Reid, Beattie, and
Oswald thus became known as a triumvirate of ‘Scottish
Philosophers’; and the appeal to common sense, in which
they were at least verbally agreed, began to be spoken about
as ‘the Scottish Philosophy,’ a term which has since been
adopted in this country and abroad.
This Scottish triumvirate, helped into vogue by Beattie,
roused Joseph Priestley, an English dissenter. Priestley had
abandoned the Calvinism of his early creed for materialism,
philosophical necessity, and free thought, and, after serving
for some years as pastor of a nonconformist chapel in
Cheshire, and next as a schoolmaster much devoted to
experiments in the natural sciences, was already known as
an author in natural science. In 1774, when he was living
with Lord Shelburne, as librarian and literary companion,
he appeared for the first time as a metaphysical critic, in An
Examination of Reid’s Inquiry, Beattie’s Essay, and Oswald’s
Appeal to Common Sense. He played upon the term ‘common
sense,’ and took for granted that the aim of the
triumvirate was to substitute mere feeling and authority for
reason,—the authority of the multitude for that of the
philosophical elect,—alleging blind instinct when unable to
produce argument, and multiplying instincts to suit each
controversial emergency. ‘As men have imagined innate
ideas, because they had forgot how they came by their
ideas, the Scottish philosophers set up almost as many distinct
instincts as there are acquired principles of acting.’
He ridiculed Reid for his supposed discovery of the root of
scepticism in the ideal hypothesis; charging him with innocently
mistaking a metaphor for a scientific theory, and for
overlooking the leading part which mental association plays,
as the cause of those convictions which Reid mistook for
infallible constituents of common sense. ‘If we consider
the general tenor of the writings of these philosophers,’
Dr. Priestley said, ‘it will appear that they are saying one
thing and doing another—talking plausibly about the necessity
for admitting axioms as the foundation of all reasoning,
but meaning to recommend particular assumptions of their
own as axioms—not as being founded on perception of the
agreement of ideas, which is the great doctrine of Mr. Locke,
and which makes truth to depend upon the necessary nature
of things, to be therefore absolute, unchangeable, and everlasting,
but merely on some unaccountable instinctive persuasions,
depending upon the arbitrary constitution of our
nature—which makes all truth be relative to ourselves only,
and consequently to be infinitely vague and precarious.
This system admits of no final appeal to reason properly
considered, which any person might be at liberty to examine
and discuss; on the contrary every man is taught to think
himself authorised to pronounce dogmatically upon every
question, according to his present feeling and persuasion,
under the notion of its being something original, instructive,
and incontrovertible; although, stoutly analysed, it may
appear to be mere prejudice.’ Thus, as opposed to the
man of straw he set up under the name of Reid, Priestley
postulated a materialistic conception of man, as only an
organism, the so-called mental and moral power of which
was the natural issue of physical structure; his perceptions
the effects of their own objects; and on the whole a
necessitated system of the universe, which excluded morally
responsible agency.
Reid made no reply at the time to this argumentative
discharge. In an unpublished letter to Dr. Price he gives
a reason for his silence. ‘I will not answer Dr. Priestley,’
he says, ‘because he is very lame in abstract reasoning. I
have got no light from him. And indeed what light with
respect to the powers of the mind can one expect from a
man who has not yet learned to distinguish ideas from
vibrations, nor motion from sensation, nor simple apprehension
from judgment, nor simple ideas from complex ideas,
nor necessary truths from contingent truths?’[20] In 1775
Reid writes to Lord Kames:—
‘Dr. Priestley in his last book thinks that the power of perception,
as much as the other powers that are termed mental,
is the natural result of an organic structure such as that of the
human brain. Consequently, the whole man becomes extinct
at death; and we have no hope of surviving the grave but what
is derived from the Christian revelation. I would be glad to
know your lordship’s opinion, whether, when my brain has lost
its original structure, and when some hundred years after, the
same materials are again fabricated so curiously as to become
an intelligent being—whether, I say, that being will be me; or
if two or three such beings should be formed out of my brain,
whether they will all be me, and consequently be all one and
the same intelligent being. This seems to me a great mystery;
but Dr. Priestley denies all mysteries.... I am not surprised
that your lordship has found little entertainment in a late
French writer on human nature. From what I learn the
French philosophers are become rank Epicureans. I detest
all systems that depreciate human nature. If it be a delusion
that there is something in the constitution of man that is venerable
and worthy of its author, let me live and die in this
delusion rather than have my eyes opened to see my species
in a disgusting light. Every good man feels his indignation
rise against those who disparage his kindred or country; why
should it not rise against those who disparage his kind? Were
it not that we sometimes see extremes meet, I should think it
very strange to see atheists and high-shod divines contending
who should most blacken and degenerate human nature. Yet
I think the atheist acts the most consistent part of the two;
for surely such views of human nature tend more to promote
atheism than to promote religion and virtue.’
This allusion to contemporary French philosophers is
almost the only one I find in Reid. The chief works of
Condillac appeared before the Inquiry, but it does not
seem that they, or Diderot and the French Encyclopedists,
were known to him. That Kant is not referred to, nor
even known by name, is less surprising. This ignorance is
characteristic of Reid’s home-bred, self-contained philosophy.
Inquiry into our conception of Power or Causation becomes
prominent in Reid’s letters to Lord Kames throughout
‘the seventies,’ along with experimental investigations
in physics and physiology which show continued interest
in natural causes. A letter, written in 1775, contains a
curious conjecture with regard to the generation of plants
and animals, more speculative than was his habit. He is
‘apt to conjecture,’ he tells his friend, ‘that both plants
and animals are at first organised atoms, having all the
parts of the animal or plant, but so slender, and folded up
in such a manner, as to be reduced to a particle far beyond
the reach of our senses, and perhaps as small as the constituent
parts of water. The earth, the water, and the air
may, for anything I know, be full of such organised atoms.’
He then goes on to consider the relation of this hypothesis
to the idea of active design in nature, and expresses doubt
about the possibility of the atoms being endowed with power
to form themselves into an organised body like the human.
‘I cannot help thinking that such a work as the Iliad, and
much more an animal or vegetable body, must have been
made by express design. It seems to me as easy to contrive
a machine which should compose a variety of epic
poems and tragedies, as to contrive laws of motion by which
unthinking particles of matter should coalesce into a variety
of organised bodies.’ He suggests that the organisation is
the issue of constant and uniform divine activity. ‘Can
we,’ he asks, ‘show by any good reason that the Almighty
finished his work at a stroke, and has continued ever since
an inactive spectator? And if His continued operation be
necessary, it is no miracle, while it is uniform, and according
to fixed laws. Though we should suppose the gravitation
of matter to be the immediate operation of the Deity, it
would be no miracle while it is constant and uniform; but
if it should cease for a moment, only by His withholding
His hand, this would be a miracle.’ This is to say that all
natural changes are immediate effects of divine action,
proceeding according to natural law or rule.
The suggestion illustrates the bent of Reid’s thought in
later life. If our common sense of the continuous independent
existence of sensible things, and of their manifestation
in Perception as directly as states of our own
minds are manifested to us when we are conscious of
them—if this was the factor of the Common Sense that
engaged him in New Machar and King’s College days, the
Power or Causality which all changes in the universe presuppose
now becomes prominent, alike in his correspondence
and in his books. What is meant by Power, and where is
the Power centred that is implied in the changes that are
always going on, in ourselves and in our surroundings?
Priestley’s assumption that matter explains all the phenomena
of a human mind; the theory of universal necessity
advocated by Kames; and the duties of his Glasgow professorship,
all tended to carry his reflections onward from the
merely physical to the ethical judgments of the common
sense, and so upward from the merely natural to the spiritual
interpretation of the universe. ‘First that which is natural,
then that which is spiritual.’
This runs through his correspondence with Lord Kames.
That there is no absolute necessity for men being bad;
that their immoral acts are centred and originate in
themselves and not in God; that it would be unjust
to exact as a duty what it is not in a person’s power to
do; that what a man does voluntarily or with deliberate
intention, it is also in his power not to do; that what
is done without his will is not really done by him at all;
and that real power is moral agency,—these are ultimate
judgments, reached ‘not by logical reasoning,’ but in ‘the
more trustworthy way of immediate perception and feeling,’
to which Reid so often appeals. ‘If I could suppose God
to make a devil a devil, I cannot suppose that He would
condemn him for being a devil,’ is in a letter to Lord Kames.[21]
The impotence of matter rather than its independence
is now insisted on; with the inference that at any rate
it cannot cause our perceptions, as Priestley supposed.
He begins to see that power must be referred to mind
or spirit alone, and that matter is powerless. ‘Efficient
causes are not within the sphere of natural philosophy,
which is concerned only with the laws or methods according
to which Power operates. It exhibits the grand
machine of the material world, analysed, as it were, and
taken to pieces. It belongs to metaphysics and natural
theology to show the Power that continues and gives
motion to the whole; according to laws which the
naturalist discovers, and perhaps according to laws still
more general.’
It was thus that Reid’s uneventful life of thought—deep,
steady, unobtrusive—was sustained for sixteen years, when
he was educating the rising generation in the old class-room
at the College; unfolding philosophy in correspondence
with a sympathetic friend; contributing essays to the
Literary Society which met monthly at the College; and
preparing his ‘Brief Account’ of Aristotle—all until he
had reached his seventieth year. On the 19th of May
1780 he wrote to Lord Kames of a change that had
occurred the day before:—
‘I find myself growing old; and I have no right lo plead
exemption from the infirmities of that stage of life. For that
reason I have made choice of an Assistant in my office.
Yesterday the College at my desire made choice of Mr.
Archibald Arthur, preacher, to be my assistant and successor.
I think I have done good service to the College by this, and
procured some leisure to myself, though with reduction of my
finances.’
It was Reid’s desire, while his faculties were yet vigorous,
to devote his strength to further philosophical authorship.
During the remaining sixteen years of his life his lectures
were delivered to the students by Mr. Arthur, to whom
the professorial work in the class-room was transferred.
Arthur, then thirty-six years of age, was a native of Renfrewshire,
a distinguished alumnus of Glasgow, as it seems from
a posthumous volume of his Essays, and a man not unlike
Reid in mind and character, but in inferior form; at this
time chaplain and librarian of the University, and a
member of the Literary Society. After one of Arthur’s
Sunday services in the College chapel, Reid had whispered
to one of his colleagues on the professorial bench—‘This
is a very sensible fellow, and in my opinion would make
a good professor of morals.’[22] He is described by a contemporary
as ‘a man of unprepossessing exterior, of
invincible bashfulness, which continued to clog his manner
and impede his exertions during the whole course of his
life; but of a thoughtful, grave, silent habit, which led
him to a due estimate of what he was individually adapted
to.’ He survived Reid, as his successor, a little more than
a year, when he was followed in the Chair by James Mylne,
a strong man unknown in philosophical literature, whose
professorial career of forty years made him a familiar figure
to generations of Glasgow students.