Part 6 (1/2)

Old Oxford ed from about 1860 onwards over the opinions of the late Dr Jowett In my time the name ”Jowett” only represented the brilliant translator of Plato, and the deservedly loved e Chapel were often attended by other than Balliolwas expressed in the well-known verse of ”The Masque of Balliol”:--

First coe but I know it; I ae

But in 1861 he was anything but universally popular, and I a if not a staunch Conservative, sided with the ainst him Thus he wrote in his Diary:--

_Noveation, of the new statute to endoett The speaking took up the whole afternoon, and the two points at issue, the endowing a _Regius_ Professorshi+p, and the countenancing Jowett's theological opinions, got so inextricably ht be kept separate Once on my feet, I said more than I at first meant, and defied the the question on (_Meain I will try to say no ) This wasof 1862 an ”Index to In Meson and his sisters, was published by Moxon Tennyson had given his consent, and the little book proved to be very useful to his ad Prayer was for the first tie Service On the sason e where he had forle) was to be pulled down

During the Easter Vacation he paid another visit to the Tennysons, which he describes as follows:--

After luncheon I went to the Tennysons, and got Hallan their naain with Lionel, that he was to give me some MS of his verses, and I was to send hiain to make; I almost despaired of it at first, he put in so ame of chess with him; this, with much difficulty, was reduced to twelve moves on each side; but this made little difference, as I check-ive me one blow on the head with a et if there were others, but it ended inthe verses, for which I have written out ”The Lonely Moor” for hireat interest in occult phenomena, and was for some time an enthusiastic hosts that led to hiswith the artist Mr

Heaphy, who had painted a picture of a ghost which he hi frovisit to a new artist, Mr Heaphy Do you rehost lady (in _Household Words_ or _All the Year Round_), who sat to an artist for her picture; it was called ”Mr H's Story,” and he was the writer He received host, which certainly is one of the most curious and inexplicable stories I ever heard He showed me her picture (life size), and she must have been very lovely, if it is like her (or like it, which ever is the correct pronoun) Mr Heaphy showed s he hasup the earliest and most authentic pictures of our Saviour, soree wonderfully in the character of the face, and one, he says, there is no doubt was done before the year 150 I feel sure froious spirit, and not merely as an artist

On July 4, 1862, there is a very important entry: ”I made an expedition _up_ the river to Godstoith the three Liddells; we had tea on the bank there, and did not reach Christ Church till half-past eight”

[Illustration: Lorina, Alice, and Edith Liddell _Froe he added, somewhat later, ”On which occasion I told theround,' which I undertook to write out for Alice”

These words need to be supplemented by the verses hich he prefaced the ”Wonderland”:--

All in the golden afternoon Full leisurely we glide; For both our oars, with little skill, By little arms are plied, While little hands uide

Ah, cruel Three! In such an hour, Beneath such drea a tale of breath too weak To stir the tiniest feather!

Yet what can one poor voice avail Against three tongues together?

Ientler tones Secunda hopes ”There will be nonsense in it!”

While Tertia interrupts the tale Not _more_ than once a minute

Anon, to sudden silence won, In fancy they pursue The dreah a land Of wonders wild and new, In friendly chat with bird or beast-- And half believe it true

And ever, as the story drained The wells of fancy dry, And faintly strove that weary one To put the subject by, ”The rest next time”--”It _is_ next tirew the tale of Wonderland: Thus slowly, one by one, Its quaint events were hammered out-- And now the tale is done, And ho sun

”Alice” herself (Mrs Reginald Hargreaves) has given an account of the scene, froson's stories were told to us on river expeditions to Nuneham or Godstow, near Oxford My eldest sister, now Mrs Skene, was ”Prima,” I was ”Secunda,” and ”Tertia” wasof ”Alice” was told one su that we had landed in the e in the only bit of shade to be found, which was under a new-made hayrick Here from all three caan the ever-delightful tale Soson would stop suddenly and say, ”And that's all till next time” ”Ah, but it is next time,” would be the exclamation from all three; and after some persuasion the story would start afresh Another day, perhaps, the story would begin in the boat, and Mr