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The Professor snarled like an angry dog, and said, witheringly, that, if _that_ was a specimen, the book must be sorry stuff indeed After luncheon I walked aith another undergraduate, rather senior to ood start That rhyo”

FOOTNOTES:

[13] ”The Life of Faith and the Athanasian Creed” University Sermons

Series II

[14] The Rev C M Davies, DD

[15] University Serained University honours, such as have been gained by no one now living, and will probably never be won again He was one of the greatest hest intellectual interests lay in an unknoorld into which not more than two or three persons could follow In that world he travelled alone”--_From a Memorial Sermon by B Jowett_

V

OXONIANA

”Mind'st thou the bells? What a place it was for bells, lad!

Spires as sharp as thrushes' bills to pierce the sky with song

How it shook the heart of one, the swaying and the swinging, How it set the blood a-tra, Aye, and what a world of thought the cal praises every hour To Hisprayers with punctual service, su?

The beads upon our rosary of i”

_The Minstrelsy of Isis_

Oxford is a subject froy for returning to it In that delightful book, ”The Minstrelsy of Isis,” I have found an anony

”Royal heart, loyal heart, comrade that I loved,”

and, in the spirit of that line, I dedicate this chapter to the friend whoraduate[17] Other names and other faces of conte upon the memory, but it is better, on all accounts, to leave thees as in athered froraduate life

Let the reader ihtest o far wrong in assu them

My Oxford life was cut sharply into two halves by a very definite dividing-line; the first half was cheerful and irresponsible enough A large part of the cheerfulness was connected with the Church, and ht with me from Harroere formed in the circle which frequented St Barnabas I am thankful to remember that oodness all aroundit all into one In my second terned to unite religious undergraduates of all shades of Churche of views We formed ourselves on e heard of a sie; and, early in the Suraceful address--now Canon Mason and Master of Pee, and told us how to set to work The effort was indeed well-meant It was blessed by Churchon, Scott Holland, Illingworth, Ottley, Lacey, Gore, and Jayne, now Bishop of Chester; but it was not long-lived Very soon the ”Victorian Persecution,” as we used to call it, engineered by Archbishop Tait through the PWR Act, made it difficult for ritualists to feel that they had part or lot with those ere iymen; so the OUCS fell to pieces and disappeared, to be revived after long years and under more peaceable conditions, by the present Archbishop of York, when Vicar of St Mary's

The accession of Dr King to the Pastoral Professorshi+p brought a new eleht into the ecclesiastical world of Oxford, and that was just anted We revered our leaders, but saw little of theh there were some who fraudulently professed to be students of Hebrew, in order that they ht see him (and sketch him) at his lectures, most of us only heard him in the pulpit of St Mary's It was rather fun to take ritualistic ladies, who had fashi+onedin Christ Church, and to watch their disure, with tumbled surplice and hood awry, toddled to his stall ”Dear me! Is that Dr Pusey? So man” Liddon was now a Canon of St Paul's, and his ho at Oxford, he lived a sort of hermit-life in his rooms in Christ Church, and did not hold raduates I have lively recollections of eating a kind of plum duff on Fridays at the Mission-House of Cowley, while one of the Fathers read passages froh edifying, was scarcely social

But the arrival of ”Canon King,” with the admirable mother who kept house for him, was like a sunrise All those notions of austerity and stiffness and gloo about Tractarianism were dispelled at once by his fun and syraduates always felt happy and at home; and in his ”Bethel,”

as he called it, a kind of disused greenhouse in his garden, he gathered week by week a band of undergraduate hearers, to who yet most persuasive accent

Lovers of _Friendshi+p's Garland_ will reton and Esau Hittall were ”so reat opportunity for those ymnastics which train and brace theti, and desultory Church-work, were supple I have some delicious memories of autuallops across Port Meadow, and long ah thebeen brought up in the country, and having ridden ever since I was pro as a co and skating Great, therefore, was raduates, I suppose town-bred, regarded horsemanshi+p nota kind of , I saw that they ”looked at each other with a wild surmise;” and soon, perhaps as a consequence, I was elected to ”Vincent's” When, after a terested that I had better have my own horse sent from home, I was distinctly conscious of a social elevation