“Sacred to the Memory Of Thomas Lidderdale, a most eminent Physician, in investigating the causes of diseases acutely sagacious, in his practice as remarkably successful. They to whom he restored health deservedly regret their loss, The sick will wish, but wish in vain, for a physician of equal abilities. He possessed a vein of polite wit, and inoffensive humour, ever flowing, ever new. His sentiments, conversation, and actions were all highly becoming a man of probity and a gentleman. His Friendship, his Advice, his best services were wanting to none. With such sentiments, heightened by such an amiably moral character, it is little to be wondered that his life should be dear, and his death afflicting to all. If polite literature is held in deserved estimation by men, If piety, and the duties of humanity are regarded by God, To his memory will be paid lasting honours on Earth, To himself will be given eternal rewards in Heaven. He died the 11th. of April 1766 Æt. 57.” Dr. Lidderdale could, as we have seen, boast not only of the professed esteem and friendship of the great, but, as was before hinted, could claim kindred with some of them, particularly the _Stair_ family, to which he is said to have been very nearly related. The following paragraph on the death of the great Lord Stair, being found among his papers, in his handwriting, was probably drawn up by him—