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Kay's Edinburgh
Portraits
Thomas Blair, of the Stamp Office |
Mr. Blair was Deputy-comptroller of the Stamp Office.
To this situation he had been appointed in 1784, and he continued until
his death to discharge the duties of the office with credit to himself
and advantage to the establishment. In growth the Deputy-comptroller was
somewhat stunted; but however niggardly nature had been to him in point
of length, she amply compensated for the deficiency in rotundity of
person. To use a common phrase, he was "as broad as he was long." This
adjustment, however, by no means proved satisfactory to the aspiring
mind of Mr. Blair. Like a certain nobleman, of whom Dean Swift has said—
"Right tall he made himself for show,
Though made full short by God;
And when all other Dukes did bow,
This Duke did only nod "—
the Deputy was anxious on all occasions to make
himself "right tall;" and, we doubt not, would have eagerly submitted to
any process by which his stature could have been increased. As it was,
he managed matters to the best advantage, and even with some degree of
ingenuity. He always wore a high-crowned cocked-hat; and his neatly
frizzled and powdered wig was so formed, by the aid of wires, that it
sat at least an inch above the scalp of his sconce—thus to keep up the
deception which the high-crowned hat could not in all circumstances be
supposed to maintain.
Notwithstanding these little weaknesses, Mr. Blair
was a worthy sort of personage, and a jolly companion at the social
board. The gentlemen of the Stamp Office were not deficient in the
spirit of good-fellowship peculiar to the times. Once a year they were
in the habit of dining together (at their own expense) in Fortune's
Tavern, Old Stamp Office Close ; and as the friends of the higher
officers were admitted to such meetings, a very select and comfortable
party was generally formed. On these occasions,
"When smoking viands crowned the festive board,"
none maintained the characteristics of a genuine
denizen of "Auld Reekie" with greater ability than Mr. Blair; and
whether it might be in the demolition of a sirloin or in the dissection
of a capon, his power in the one and his science in the other were
equally apparent.
At such jovial meetings the Deputy seldom failed to
be very merry; and there was no small degree of wit beneath his elastic
wig. He had always some extraordinary incident to narrate, and he
generally was himself the hero of the tale. It would be as endless as
unprofitable to draw upon the stores of the wonderful which have been
preserved by tradition. One specimen may suffice. Among other
qualifications, he used to descant largely on the extent and retentive
power of his memory—"Bless me," he would say, in reply to some
incredulous non mi recordo—"I mind the very hour of my birth, and
perfectly recollect of my good old mother bidding the midwife close the
shutters, lest my ej^es should be hurt with the light! "
Mr. Blair resided, according to the veritable Peter
"Williamson, in Buccleuch Street, so late as 1792. He afterwards
occupied a house at Hope Park End, and latterly in Bose Street, where he
died on the 2nd September, 1800. He left a daughter, who became the wife
of the minister of the parish of Moreham. |
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