of Professor Jones. How well they will recollect the portly form, the rubicund face, the rolling gait all the peculiarities, in short, natural or artificial, which went to make up that portentous hybrid between the intellect and the flesh-" Old Jones!"

'How they will recollect, too, the little house under the clock, with its sweet garden at the back-" a garden full of sunshine and of bees"-and the pleasant summer evening parties there, when Jones was mighty in "Badminton," and glorious with racy stories, scarcely fit for ears polite, whispered indeed (as he fondly thought), but alas! too audibly, into the confidential ear of some favourite among his youthful guests. There was a window, too, in that little house, doubtless remembered by some, from whence, in the weird midnight, a most scarlet countenance has been known to issue, surmounted with a huge white nightcap, and eloquent with unheeded imprecations on certain losels and springals who were murdering sleep hard by with tavern catches and unholy shouts.

And who can forget the Lecture Room? Who can forget the wonderful struggling out of the gown and out of the great coat, and then into the gown again, and the rolling, and the roaring, and the coughing, and the choking, and all the other marvellous accompaniments which, grievous as they were, could not conceal the clear apprehension, the lucid and unencumbered arrangement of the subject, and the sterling sense and masculine judgment which made the lectures so highly valuable and instructive? Those on Political Economy, however, were infinitely superior to the others on History. The latter, indeed, were not deficient in vivid sketches of character and able general remarks, but they were quite wanting in detail and completeness; and one may safely say that, if a student had derived his only knowledge of Indian history from Jones's lectures, he might have passed a good examination, and yet have known exceedingly little about the subject.

'But let any one who can do so recall Jones as a preacher. The pulpit in the chapel at Haileybury was [1845] in front of the altar, and stood facing the congregation, with its back to the Communion rails. It had to be ascended, with some agility, from behind, and the appearing of the minister was rather like that of the figures of those toy-boxes, whose lid you open, and whose inmate starts at once into considerable stature. Oh! who can depict the appearing of Jones! First, an amazing rumbling of stools, over which he invariably fell; then a panting for breath, a groaning, and a muttering; and, lastly, with a start, the elevation, in the sight of all men, of a huge torso, surmounted by a colossal red face, incarnadined beyond its wont by recent exertion, and this, again, wreathed with a little brown wig, somewhat disarranged by the troubles of the ascent. The temper, too, was a little exasperated by the inconvenience of the rostrum; and when, after a good deal of rocking and diving after spectacles, which would fall off the cushion, we were bid to prayers, it was with such a voice as a zealous sea-captain would use in a storm to an inattentive sailor. Then followed a sermon, the chief

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peculiarity in the delivery of which consisted in this, that as soon as the preacher got hot and uncomfortable, the discourse was abruptly brought to a close, without reference to its completeness or otherwise.'

The life of the students, which is excellently described by Sir M. Monier-Williams, who has the advantage of seeing things both from the student's and the Professor's side, seems to have been rather an odd compromise between an Oxford College and a public school on the hostel system. The quarters were decidedly rather of the latter sort, as Sir M. MonierWilliams, coming from Balliol, ruefully observed. Each student had a study which was also his bedroom, equal in size to two sleeping compartments in the present school-dormitories, and in these breakfast was served. Dinner in hall was at six o'clock, and the grumbling at its substantial plainness was probably not greater than goes on steadily at every College. Lectures went on from ten to one only, though, of course, as at the Universities, they did not cover nearly the whole of the work. Lock-up was at nine, and every student had to be in College by that time, and in his own room by eleven. As for amusements, the place was fairly well supplied, according to the modest standard of those days. The cricket-ground was probably as good as most in its time, though we are not surprised to learn that 'long-stopping to Richard Breeks, our fastest bowler, was no easy task, owing to the roughness of the ground behind the wickets.' Boating was at the Rye House, on the Lea, about two miles off, a place famous for the plot against Charles II., and now one of the most popular places for the excursions of East Londoners, whose artless oarsmanship delights themselves and all beholders every Saturday, Sunday, and Monday. The Lea is also a famous river for coarse-fishing, Broxbourne and Hoddesdon being the favourite haunts of Izaak Walton, but fishing demands more both of time and of patience than ordinarily falls to the lot of students or undergraduates. Hunting was too expensive to be much indulged in, but a remarkable tribute to the value of the Persian Dictionary is given by Sir M. Monier-Williams, who says that it could always be pawned in Hertford for six guineas, which enabled a student to have six mounts.

Of course the students also had literature of their own, and Sir Steuart Bayley has contributed a chapter on the successive periodicals which lived their little life. The first was the Scrutator,' which lasted over a year. It had a very short-lived contemporary and rival, the Anti-Scrutator,' presumably the organ of rejected contributors. The Student' had only two

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numbers the name would seem to account for this-and the 'Hertfordian' five. Then came a period of literary sterility, to which colleges, like nations, seem to be liable; and last of all and best, the 'Haileybury Observer,' which flourished from 1839 till the end of the College. It was published, of course, by Stephen Austin, the head of a famous firm at Hertford, which still possesses almost a monopoly of the Oriental printing done in England. Mr. Austin, who died at a great age in 1892, was a remarkable link between the 'old' and the 'new Haileybury, it having been largely due to his suggestion and practical help that the buildings were happily rescued from all sorts of inappropriate uses, and made the home of a public school. In 1846 the Observer' suddenly appeared with an illustrated wrapper of great merit, signed H. B., and almost undoubtedly the work of the famous John Doyle. The balancing little elves remind one of the wrappers of 'Punch,' which had been designed by his son, Richard Doyle, five years before; but the father, though gifted with a less exuberant fancy, has a firmer touch. The list of editors and contributors, so far as they can be ascertained, contains a remarkable number of names of men who have risen to literary distinction since, including Sir M. Monier-Williams, Sir George Campbell, H. G. Keene, the historian of the Mogul Empire, J. W. Sherer, author of the brilliant sketch of Professor Jones already quoted, W. S. Seton-Karr, the critic and essayist, Sir Richard Temple, Sir A. C. Lyall, and Sir Auckland Colvin. We agree with Sir Steuart Bayley that, on the whole, the amount of literary talent was considerable, the tone excellent, and the whole career of the Magazine interesting and creditable to the College.' There were not so many societies as every public school has now-a-days, Haileybury contenting itself with a Debating Society, of which Sir Richard Temple is said to have been a pillar, and a whist-club named after Lord Wellesley, which met on Saturday nights. As Sir Steuart Bayley says, it would be interesting to know what became of the magnificent volume in white vellum, in which all the members had to inscribe their names.' It is to be hoped it has not been cut up by some ghoulish autograph-hunter.

Thus, then, by piercing together the different contributions to this volume, we gain a picture of a very singular institution, which deserves to have its record. The Haileybury life comes out in the result with sufficient vividness to make it remarkable. There is quite as much intellectual life as in the best of Oxford or Cambridge Colleges of the day, with a good deal superadded that now is supplied at the Universities

in a less satisfactory form. At Haileybury, the Professors, besides being the teaching and governing body, were themselves resident amongst the students, most of them in the great Quadrangle itself; and being nearly all of them men of great distinction, men who were largely consulted in various matters of public concern, they both formed and attracted a singularly brilliant society, which saved them from falling into the narrow groove of teachers devoted to a single interest. That there were grave faults in the constitution of the College, which could not but have grave results, we have already seen to be the case. The constitution was framed without the experience which every public school now possesses. It was a system of wheels within wheels, and of interests mutually antagonistic, and every one can see now that it was certain from the first to prove the utmost possible hindrance to the maintenance of efficient discipline and teaching. The selection of the Professors, again, though doubtless always for some distinction, seems never to have included the slightest inquiry into their power of imparting as well as possessing knowledge, and their tenure, when once elected, seems to have been practically as secure a freehold as any benefice. It is no wonder, therefore, that Haileybury gained a bad name, not only in the neighbourhood but all over the country, for its state of discipline, and it is, on the whole, very much to the credit of the students themselves that the case against the College was no worse. But in spite of these grave defects-which Sir M. Monier-Williams is not merely justified, as he pleads, in recording, but without which his picture would have been grossly untrue-it is clear that the College had a wholesome, vigorous, and singularly varied intellectual life, which could not fail to leave a permanent impression on every student, however unconscious he may have been of it at the time. Haileybury has thus permanently set its mark upon our administration of India, through the pride with which its students have looked back to the school of their training. A fine motto is said to have been in the old dining-hall

'Ne culpa facias vitiove minorem

and history must gladly recognize that Haileyburians have gone far towards living up to that high ideal.

But the East India College was doomed, nor could any amount of distinction won by old Haileyburians, nor their regard for what was to them an Alma Mater, stop the irresistible march of events:

'nec te tua plurima, Panthu, Labentem pietas nec Apollinis infula texit.'

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The East India College was the creation of the East India Company, and adapted for the Company's requirements, so that when John Company' came to an end, his school of training passed with him. It may well be contended that a larger foresight at the time would have taken account of probable needs which have enforced attention since, after a considerable period of general vacancy; and that much of what the Indian Institute, the special provision for Indian studies at Oxford, and the various regulations for the training of accepted candidates for the Indian Civil Service at Balliol and elsewhere, have shown to be an urgent want, might have been anticipated and supplied by the continuance of Haileybury as a Government institution. But the time was not ripe for these things, and the consequence was that Haileybury, as it is depicted in the pages of this record, came to an end; and England gained while India lost, in the rise of one of our most flourishing public schools. The end came, however, somewhat gradually. It was not till January 31, 1858, that the College was finally closed. than four years the famous Quadrangle was left almost in absolute solitude, with the grass like a neglected meadow and almost hiding the paths, though for a few months a regiment fresh from the Indian Mutiny was, with fine irony, quartered in the Alma Mater of Indian civilians. At length, owing in great measure to the clear insight and determined character of Mr. Stephen Austin, the printer and publisher whom we have before alluded to, several of the leading gentlemen of Hertfordshire subscribed a sufficient sum for buying the estate, in order to found a public school, on the general plan of Marlborough College, which was then triumphantly emerging from its early difficulties. The College was incorporated by Royal Charter, and began its second life in September 1862. In the first term there were 54 boys; the number is now 515. The estate of the East India College was 55 acres ; under the present management of the College it has risen to 105 acres. Many buildings have gathered round it which would be strange to the old East Indian civilian revisiting the place, particularly the beautiful Bradby Hall, near Hailey House, a memorial to its late distinguished Head Master, and the noble Sanatorium on the northern hill. But the great Quadrangle would still look but little changed, except for the magnificent dome of the Chapel, which now forms the distinguishing feature from every point of view.

And, indeed, we think that Sir M. Monier-Williams scarcely appreciates how much of the old-the East India-Haileybury has been assimilated by truly English methods into the new.

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