He was more than six feet high, and would be picked out in any crowd as one of God's royal family.

I once said to him: "You remind us Americans of our famous statesman, Henry Clay," There was a striking resemblance in the long-armed figure, the broad mouth and lofty brow, and still more in the rich melody of voice, and magnetic rush of electric eloquence, "There must certainly be a personal likeness," replied the Doctor, "for not long ago I went into the house of Mr.
Norris, who came here from America, and said to myself, 'There is my portrait on the wall,' but when I came nearer I espied under it the name of 'Henry Clay.'" He used to say that in preaching he aimed at the three P's: Prove, Paint and Persuade.

His painting with the tongue was as vivid as Rembrandt's painting with the brush.

When I went to Edinburgh, in 1872, as a delegate to the two Presbyterian General Assemblies, Dr.Guthrie invited me to dine with him, and the gifted Dr.
John Ker, of Glasgow, was in the company.

After dinner, Guthrie literally took the floor, and poured out a flow of charming talk, interspersed with racy Scotch anecdotes.