Tuesday, October 15, 1867
Our blessed Engagement Day! A dear and sacred
day—already twenty eight years ago. How I ever bless it! A wet
morning— most annoying and provoking!
At a quarter-past eleven in this distressing rain,
which twice had given hopes of ceasing, I, with all the family and
Janie Ely, drove to the spot, just above Middleton's Lodge, where
were assembled all the servants and tenants, and the detachment of
the 93rd Highlanders drawn up opposite, just behind the Statue. I
and the children stood just in front of the Statue, which was
covered. A verse of the 100th Psalm was sung, and Mr. Taylor then
stepped forward and offered up a beautiful prayer (in pelting rain
at that moment), after which the order was given to uncover the
Statue; but (as happened at Aberdeen) the covering caught, and it
was a little while before it could be loosened from the shoulder.
The soldiers presented arms, and the pipes played, as
we gazed on the dear noble figure of my beloved one, who used to be
with us here in the prime of beauty, goodness, and strength.
Then Dr. Robertson stepped forward, and made a very
pretty little speech in the name of the servants and tenants,
thanking me for the gift of the Statue. He spoke remarkably well.
This was followed by the soldiers firing a feu de joie; then all
cheered, and the whole concluded by “God save the Queen” being sung