The sad death of his wife in 1849, leaving him a widower in his fortieth
year, with three young daughters, produced a change in that respect from
which he never quite recovered. He was all but shattered by the blow,
and went about for a time broken-hearted, shunning all ordinary society,
and finding relief only in aimless walks by night and day, and in
strenuous and solitary work. Through the whole of his widowerhood, in
fact, he remained very much of a recluse, living laboriously with his
children and his books, first in Castle Street and then in Ann Street,
and having intercourse only with a few intimates: such as Joseph
Robertson, John Ritchie, Alexander Russel and other _Scotsman_ friends,
and Professor Cosmo Innes. With the last of these, especially, he was in
the habit of taking long Saturday and Sunday walks; which ended
generally in his dining with the Innes family, the one guest at their
table in Inverleith Row, of a Saturday or Sunday evening. This, we
believe, was the time of the beginning of his important connection with
_Blackwood’s Magazine_, as it was certainly of the publication of his
_Narratives from Criminal Trials in Scotland_, his _Treatise of the Law
of Bankruptcy in Scotland_, and his _History of Scotland from the
Revolution to the Extinction of the last Jacobite Rebellion_. His
appointment in 1854 to the Secretaryship of the Scottish Prisons Board,
with a salary of £700 a year, made his circumstances easier, and at the
same time provided him with that regular occupation in official business
for so many hours every day which he thought desirable for any man of
letters. The appointment caused him to remove to a largish, semi-rural
house in Lauriston Place, backing on the Meadows, the site of which is
now occupied by the Simpson Memorial Hospital.
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