JAMES DARLING was born at New Farm, a little
hamlet near Dalkeith, on January 22nd, 1820. His father held a place
of trust on the home farm of the late Duke of Buccleuch. Both his
parents are described by those who knew them well as distinguished
by their intelligent and cheerful piety, shining out in their daily
life with a light that could not be hidden. The mother is specially
remembered as having been tidy and orderly in her household
management, and in her expenditure out of the not too abundant
income knowing how "to make a little go a far way." Their son often
spoke with grateful emotion, in later days, of the unspeakable
advantage of having "come of a godly seed." In the simple family
prayers and the practical religion which pervaded and inspired the
whole domestic life, the youth breathed an atmosphere of godliness.
And the good influence of all this was constant. Like many who have
thus grown up in Christian homes, he was never able to name the day
of his "new birth." The divine change was gradual and
imperceptible. But there came a time, probably not far beyond his
twelfth year, in which he became conscious of "the new life," and
when onlookers were not slow to see that there was "some good thing
in him toward the Lord God of Israel." He passed through the usual
course of instruction at the parish school, and was a favourite with
his teacher as well as on the playground. One of his schoolmates who
still lives tells us that he never was a bold, rollicking boy, but
rather needed to be drawn out, especially to boisterous play.
The family traditions lead us to conclude that he
was naturally "quick tempered." And this feature in his character
never entirely disappeared, but showed itself at times even in his
later days. But he was not in the Scottish sense "dour"
"nursing his wrath to keep it warm." His anger did not resemble the
dark lowering cloud which is slow to dissipate, but rather the April
shower which is soon followed by the sunshine.
A surviving brother in Aberdeen, in referring to
some of the distinctive features of his character, dwells with a
brother's congenial sympathy on his veneration and devoted
attachment to his parents, delighting even to the end of his days to
expatiate on their virtues, which, as he would sometimes remark,
made it easy for him to love them. And this filial piety includes
much. It never comes alone, but draws many other good affections
after it. Respect for the fifth commandment has, many a time, led
the way to obedience to the first.
The same appreciative brother writes, with many a
pleasing recollection, of incidents illustrative of James's natural
humanity, and his carrying out, as often as he had opportunity,
sometimes even to the letter, the inspired precept, "Bear ye one
another's burdens, and so fulfil the law of Christ." We quote the
brother's own words:—
"He could not bear to see suffering of any kind
without lending a helping hand to alleviate it. I have known
him frequently lighten a weary mother's burden on her way, by taking
in his arms a tired and fretful child and carrying it to their
destination. Nor was he slow, if he overtook a burdened fishwife
trundling her heavy-laden barrow to market, to seize the barrow and
wheel it along, while she enjoyed the rest to her weary limbs."
His sympathy and practical benevolence were not
bounded by the human family; but, like a true follower of Him who
"takes care for oxen," and "without whom a sparrow cannot fall to
the ground," it extended to the brute creation. Lame beasts and
birds of every kind won his heart, and were his peculiar care. Dogs,
especially, seemed to read his countenance, and at once to trust
him. The same brother describes a somewhat amusing incident, which
carries us back to his boy life, and happened while he was attending
school:—"He was about eight years of age, and had one and a
half miles to walk to and from the school every day. A neighbouring
housewife in the village where our parents resided one day intrusted
him with a commission to purchase a loaf of bread. This
accomplished, he started for home, but on his way he encountered a
stray hungry dog. Instinctively his right hand found its way to the
loaf, and so great did the friendship between the dog and himself
become, that it was only at the end of his journey, after shutting
the garden gate on the delighted animal and looking below his left
arm, that he discovered that he had nothing left of the loaf except
the outside crusts." His strong love for his brothers and sisters
was itself no insignificant element in the family happiness. The
touching death scene of a favourite sister, after a lingering
illness, remained vivid in his recollection to the last, and was
often referred to in his old age with tears. She was a lovely young
woman of about eighteen years of age, and the members of the family
were gathered around her bed to speak the last farewell. With her
hope evidently pointing upward, she asked them once more to sing
along with her "The Happy Land," a favourite hymn. As the
singing went on, one after another in the little loving circle
faltered and broke down,—their music was drowned in grief,—and by
the time that they had reached the last stanza hers was the only
voice that had never failed nor faltered, and she sang on clear and
full to the end.
When about the age at which it was common in
those days to be indentured to a trade, young Darling became an
apprentice-joiner on the estate of the late Duke of Buccleuch;
afterwards serving as a pattern-maker with the Mushets at their
foundry in Dalkeith; and then with Mr Wilson, a well-known builder
in the same town. Those masters were not slow to testify that he had
"served them with all good fidelity," and that their hearts safely
trusted in him. He realised the conception of a good servant of the
olden time, identifying himself with his masters' honour and
interests. His masters in succession would have indorsed his
brother's statement, that "faithfulness to trust was a strong
feature in his character. He could not scamp his work, but made
always the best job in his power." And he could not endure the sight
of "scamping" in others. In later years when he had himself become a
master, and sometimes saw work superficially done by those in his
employment, it was no uncommon thing for him, after a short interval
of impatience, to make them stand aside and to do the work himself.
His brother narrates an incident which was also characteristic of
the future man:— "When serving his apprenticeship, he was on one
occasion sent to Leith by his master to meet a servant girl who was
expected to arrive by steamer from London. The vessel was timed to
arrive early in the evening, but it did not. But he stuck to his
post, pacing the pier the whole night through, until the steamer
arrived in the morning. The young woman never forgot his kindness,
and accorded him a warm greeting every time they met."
At the age of nineteen, our young journeyman
became a member in full communion in the First United Presbyterian
congregation in Dalkeith. It was the church in which his venerable
parents worshipped, and in which he had been trained from his early
childhood; and was then under the able and earnest ministry of Dr
Joseph Brown. From the first he carried out his public act of
self-consecration by becoming an active and joyful Christian worker.
He at once joined himself to a devoted band of young men,
like-minded with himself, each of whom conducted a Sabbath morning
fellowship or evangelistic meeting in one of the four neighbouring
villages of which Dalkeith was the centre, so fixing the hour of
their meetings as to be able to return in sufficient time for
attending on the forenoon worship in their congregation. They never
thought of making Christian work an excuse for absence from the
regular services in the house of God, or for allowing one duty to be
stained with the blood of another. They felt, moreover, that if they
were to be good Christian teachers, they needed also, especially at
their age, to be regular and diligent hearers, and that if they gave
forth religious instruction without regularly receiving it, they
would soon become empty, stale, and unprofitable.
In 1838, about a year before his connecting
himself in full fellowship with the Church, he had become a pledged
"total abstainer." But his public profession of his faith in Christ
only increased his zeal against the prevailing intemperance and his
efforts to reclaim to habits of sobriety those who had become the
victims of this debasing vice, and to surround them with moral
safeguards. Not that this form of benevolent effort engrossed the
whole of his Christian activity then or at any future period of his
life, but it always held a prominent place in his labours for the
good of his fellow-men, and, as will be seen afterwards, gave much
of its shape and colouring to all his future life. In Dalkeith
itself, and in the surrounding hamlets in which drunkenness nestled,
he did valiant battle along with others with this great sin. He was
by no means gifted as a public speaker, but he possessed other gifts
which compensated for this want. He was good at organising meetings,
and had a singular tact in infusing his own spirit into others, and
setting them at work. Every good singer in his neighbourhood who was
a foe to intemperance was sought to be enlisted in his service for
social meetings and other gatherings, and while he usually shrank
from attempting to address a meeting of adults, he had a marked gift
for awakening and retaining the interest of children. One fruit of
this last-named gift was the springing up, in a wide circuit all
around Dalkeith, of temperance associations for children, resembling
the more organised Bands of Hope for the young of a later period.
His energy in the cause of temperance was largely expended on these
societies for children. He often remarked—"It would be a great
victory gained if we could save the young, and thus make the race of
drunkards comparatively scarce." Indeed, wherever he went his eyes
were on the young. On one occasion, when sent with a number of
fellow-workmen to execute some work on the shores
of the Crinan Canal, his spirit was stirred within him to
attempt some temperance work among the young; and when he returned
home he left behind him not a few tokens of his untiring zeal.
Then he was very successful in what has been
termed a "two-handed conversation." His blunt outspokenness won the
day when mere finesse would have failed. While some may at
the moment have winced or smarted under it, he seldom alienated a
friend or made an enemy. He was seen to be earnest and honest. His
charitable judgments of those Christian friends who did not always
"see eye to eye" with him in some of his methods, kept intact his
belief in the sincerity of their Christian zeal, and made him ready
to welcome their co-operation. Standing manfully and unmovably on
his position of total abstinence, he could love and say God-speed to
those who stood still at the point of a less rigid temperance. He
could have said with the homely force of Matthew Henry, "There are
plenty of devils for us all to cast out." If ever he thought that he
"did well to be angry," it was at the uncharitable reflections cast
by some extremists upon the Christianity of others, who were kept,
by honest conviction, from being less pronounced than themselves.
By this time our busy worker had begun to feel
that "it was not good for a man to be alone." On July 26, 1848, he
was joined in marriage with Miss Anne Reid, of Aberdeen. She was a
true helpmeet, "a gift from the Lord." Her superior mental gifts,
graceful manners, calm self-possession, power of plan and order,
noiseless but genuine piety, and, not least, her sympathy with her
husband in his good works, did much to increase alike the happiness
and the usefulness of their united life. But a serious accident
which occurred to the husband at an early period in their married
life brought a temporary gloom over their home. In connection with
the coming of age of the Earl of Dalkeith, the heir-apparent to the
title and estates of the Duke of Buccleuch, a large triumphal arch
had been erected over the entrance to the town. When a body of
skilled workmen, of whom our journeyman was one, were engaged in its
removal early on the morning after the celebration, either through
some mismanagement or want of sufficient hands, the whole
extemporised structure suddenly gave way, and one of its supporting
beams falling upon his limbs so severely wounded him, that, for a
considerable time, he was altogether disabled for his work, while he
was permanently unfitted for the amount of manual labour to which he
had been accustomed.
What was now to be done? The brave heart of the
young wife rose to the occasion. She thought she saw a crying want
in the busy little town, and that her husband and herself might try
to meet it. It was agreed, on her suggestion, that while her husband
continued for a time at least at his wonted employment, they should
open a Hotel or Coffee-house to be conducted on temperance
principles, and that it should meanwhile be placed mainly under her
management and care. It turned out to have been a happy venture. In
those days Dalkeith was the great market-town in Midlothian for the
sale of corn. On Thursday, which was the weekly market-day, hundreds
"clothed in their best" came crowding from every part of the county,
and far beyond, to buy or sell. The hotels and humbler public-houses
overflowed with guests. It was surely a very modest proposal that
there should be one unpretentious hotel innocent of strong drink,
and from which they could hang out the total abstinence flag. With
an encouraging amount of business on common days, on the weekly
market day the savoury broth and beef in the Temperance hotel
dining-room attracted large numbers. The experiment succeeded even
as a commercial enterprise, while it saved multitudes from a form of
temptation which it was in every way wiser and safer to avoid.
During some of those later years in Dalkeith, Mr
Darling's brother, the Rev. Hugh Darling, was minister of the
Secession congregation in Stitchel, Roxburghshire, a place already
rendered memorable by the fact that the famous Dr Waugh of London
had there begun his ministry, and also made sacred to many by its
having been the scene of those great sacramental gatherings on the
neighbouring Stitchel Brae, which, in the vast multitudes who were
drawn to them from every quarter, and in the annual religious
revivals of which they were the occasion, had much about them of the
character of a Pentecost. The two places were not so distant from
each other as to make meetings between the brothers very difficult,
and the intercourse, while it lasted, was a source of much enjoyment
and spiritual profiting to both. But it was shortlived. After a
ministry of nine years, the health of the accomplished pastor became
so imperfect as to require his removal to a more genial clime, and
the remaining part of his life was mainly spent in Australia, where,
after various removals, he was permanently settled as minister of
the Church of Emerald Hill, a suburb of Melbourne. He died in 1876.