IT is now just two years since the Science Society was founded, and being asked by the Editor for a paper, I thought I could not do better than review our progress in the past and indicate the object and use of a Society like ours, since so many new boys, and masters too, have come since then, who may, perhaps, look upon it as merely an ornamental, and not a useful, department of the School. First, with regard to the past. More than twenty papers have been given by boys of the School, several by old-boys and masters, and lectures have been delivered by Dr. Sorby, Mr. Newton Coombe, and others. These papers and lectures have all been on scientific and natural history subjects, and many of them have been printed in the Magazine. Surely work of this kind must not be called ornamental, for it is fraught with the highest possible advantages, both to those who prepare the papers and to those who listen to them.

Not only have papers been given, but a great deal of work has been done in other directions. To my knowledge several of the boys have taken up natural history as a hobby who would never have done so but for the Science Society, and a hobby of this kind is especially valuable for those who do not go in for cricket and football, and who need something to fill their leisure hours. For such boys what can be better than to study natural science, a pursuit which is cheap, interest­ing, and healthy, leading them to spend their time in the country, and finding a vent for the restless activity which is characteristic of almost every boy, and which, if not properly provided for, will inevitably take a course on the time-honoured principle of a certain not-to-be-mentioned personage who is employed in providing mischief for idle hands?

The School Museum, although yet in its infancy, is growing, and this largely by the efforts of the boys, and I hope this summer it will be completely filled with objects collected in our excursions, although it must be remembered that the making of collections is not the first object of the Society, nor is the reading of papers or filling of aquaria. The great and first aim of the Society is the cultivation of habits of observation and thought in its members. The special care of all science is to foster observation, and yet how very few people possess the quality. We have our eyes open, and yet see nothing because of the lack of this power ; and what an immense loss we suffer, for the world around us is wonderfully full of interest, beauty, and mystery.

As for the Society itself, meetings are held about every fortnight in the Winter and Spring terms. At these, papers are read on scientific subjects, illustrated by means of lantern slides and diagrams. These papers are followed by discussions, and questions are answered as far as possible, which bear on the subject.

The great feature of the Summer term is the provision of excur­sions into the country round about, having in view some definite object, for example, the renewal of our aquarium specimens.

Then, again, we have an excellent, though small, library, intended for reference, and it is hoped that the library will be more extensively used than in the past.

As has been said on former occasions, the Society cannot be made successful by one or two enthusiasts. All must help, and all are most cordially invited to do so ; even the smallest can do something, as he will find if he tries. I am very glad to see that Photography has been taken up by several boys. May I tell them that they will be particu­larly serviceable if they only try, for instance, in making pictures of the different aspects of the trees in winter and summer, autumn and spring, or in providing photographs of cloud scenery, to be studied in connection with the Barograms, or in a thousand and one different ways, and they will find, I can assure them, a keen-'delight not only in having made a pretty picture, but in having done something, however little, in the interests of science. And there is no lack of material. Try to make out the life history of any animals and plants you may see ; attend to their habits, food, haunts, and surroundings; and, above all, record any observation you make-they may appear trivial singly, but put together they are valuable. Remember that the great genius and naturalist, Darwin, spent several years in studying the life history of worms, and this being so, can we rightly call any observations paltry which may lead up to a mighty generalisation or the discovery of a new truth ? Up to now, at any rate, I am afraid we have not done any of these great things, but we may be laying the foundation for them. Is it too much to expect that a boy who has become enthusiastic in his study of science will become a man of science, or even if not, will not a love for nature brighten his life and give him a rational and pleasing way of spending his leisure? This, at any rate, I think we can claim to do, and for this reason, if for no other, the Science Society should be encouraged.

In conclusion, I wish in the name of the Society to proffer to those who have not joined us yet, whether from ignorance or indifference, a most cordial invitation to give the Society a trial at any rate, and to see if they cannot after a little time find " Sermons in stones and good in everything."

A. E. DUNSTAN, Hon. Sec.

THE subject of this brief sketch was born at Bristol on February, 10th, 1824, and was the son of Thomas Plimsoll, who was engaged in business there. The family had been for generations in well-to-do circumstances, but a succession of reverses came upon the father while Samuel was yet a boy, and had a good deal to do with the circumstances of his youth and the fact that he had practically to. make his own way in the world. In this we can now see the inscrutable hand of Providence; for had Plimsoll been reared and lived in the higher ranks of society when a young man, he would most probably never have had that deep and earnest sympathy with the working classes and the lower orders which has so characterised his life, and given a tone and an impetus to all his struggles on their behalf.

When a mere child Samuel Plimsoll's parents removed to Penrith, in Cumber­land, and there remained for some years, but eventually moved to Sheffield, where Samuel's education was carried on ; and it is to the fact of his having been educated and reared in this town that we have begun to look on him as a fellow-townsman. At fifteen years of age he entered a lawyer's office, but partly owing to the fact that he had to earn his own living he could not afford to spend his time in study, so in his seventeenth year we find him engaged as a clerk in the brewery of Mr. Birks, who was then Mayor of the town. His employer soon discovered that he had met with no ordinary clerk, and step by step Samuel rose till, in spite of his, youth, he occupied the highest confidential position. Here he took a great interest in the men employed, and was active in many movements for their improvement. Nor was his activity limited to work in the office. Whilst still there in 1851, he was honorary secretary to the local committee of the Great Exhibition. But, not unreasonably, in the case of a young man of energy and parts, Mr. Plimsoll was desirous of doing something for himself; and after much consideration he left Mr. Birks in 1854 and went to London and embarked in the coal trade.

His first adventure did not bring him success, in fact he lost what little he had and was thrown upon the world almost penniless. At one time he could only afford to rent a very small office, and after that rent was paid there was nothing left for lodgings, so he slept underneath the counter. He afterwards lived in a model lodging-house in Fetter Lane for some months. He says himself:­

" I have had to make 7s. 9d. (3s. of which I paid for my lodging) last me a whole week. It is astonishing how little you can live on when you divest yourself of your fancied needs. I had plenty of good wheat bread to eat all the week and half a herring for a relish (less will do if you can't afford half, for it is a splendid fish) and good coffee to drink ; and I know how much, or rather how little, roast shoulder of mutton you can get for twopence for your Sunday dinner."

He gives a grand tribute to the true nobility, patience, courage, and generosity exhibited in this lodging-house by the men who made it their home, most of them out of work and seeking employment, often tramping thirty miles a day on the look-out for work, and still always keeping up their courage and fortitude.

I may say that during the whole of his stay in London, in the greatest poverty, he was supporting his mother and sister at the top of Wilkinson Street.

The lesson was not lost on Mr. Plimsoll. He once more found it possible to embark in business, having, as he says, studied more thoroughly the conditions and possibilities of the coal trade, to which he had now returned. He had resolved that if fortune favoured him he would devote himself to the interests of the working classes, and his connection with Bristol and his business naturally led him to hear a good deal about the sailors, their condition, and the relations in which they stood to the shipowners. As time went on and his circumstances improved, giving him more leisure, he began to collect facts and to investigate thoroughly the grounds of the complaints he had heard. As his enquiries proceeded it became apparent to him that to effect any of the changes demanded it was necessary that someone in Parliament should regard himself as specially charged with this duty. The position of the sailors is different from that of most other workers. They are seldom at home, and do not have the same means of forming unions or meeting regularly to discuss their position.

At length he found himself in a position to become a candidate for a seat in Parliament. It was no use going to a seaport, for the vested interests of the ship­owners would have been too strong for him, and so he went to Derby, distinctly telling them why he wished to enter Parliament ; but at the election of 1865 was unsuccessful. Not disheartened he returned to his work, and when once again, in 1868, Derby was appealed to, the people had evidently come to hear and to know something of the man, and he was returned by a majority of 2500. He held this seat till he thought he had done all the work that a private member could, and resigned in 1880 in favour of Sir Wm. Vernon Harcourt, although at the election the same year Plimsoll's majority had been the overwhelming one of 5000. The sole condition Mr. Plimsoll required from Sir William, when vacating the seat in his favour, was that he should further the interests of the seamen as far as possible, Mr. Plimsoll believing that a Cabinet Minister could do more than a private member.

To put the matter plainly I subjoin the principal points which Mr. Plimsoll declared were the most burning and most urgently in need of reform. They were -(1) Unseaworthy ships; (2) Overloading; (3) Undermanning; (4) Bad stowage; and (5) Over insurance. In the course of the investigation to which I have already referred, he discovered that ships were bought when old and rotten, filled with some kind of cargo, such as loose grain, and sent to sea with only about half the number of men really necessary to work them ; insured for about double the real value of the ship and cargo and sent out for the express purpose of going to the bottom, so that the insurance money could be claimed and the owner make a gigantic profit, with no risk to himself. The sailors who embarked on the rotten craft going without knowledge or suspicion to certain doom.

Plimsoll has written a book called "Our Seamen," in which he gives many revolting and perfectly authenticated instances of this ; how in some ships there were what were known as "Devil" bolts, that is, bolts which are in reality only a head fixed on without any bolt being driven into the knee of the ship, as there ought to be, the overloaded craft sinking in the water till within a few inches of her deck ; he gives the lists of wrecked craft year by year, with classification of non-preventible and preventible, e.g., the rotten plates and iron bolts turned into mere corrosion by the chemical action of bilge water. And in his book he stated his case to such purpose that the whole nation was roused to the highest pitch of fury and disgust at the iniquitous practices of the rascally shipowners, which had been up to that time unheeded.

Plimsoll urged the reform of all the points I have mentioned, and recommended a load line to be marked on each vessel before going out of the harbour, the posi­tion of the mark to be determined by Government, and that every ship should be inspected and thoroughly overhauled by a Government officer to determine as to its fitness for the voyage, and that no cargo should be carried on deck, as it materially affected the proper working of the ship.

It is said that when a heavy wind continued during the night Plimsoll could not sleep, and used to get up and dress, and get out his Bible and read and pray for the distressed mariners he knew must be perishing, thus showing that his sympathy and feeling for the sailors was no common one.

While in the House of Commons Mr. Plimsoll had the greatest difficulties to contend against. He was assailed on all sides by shipowners, their friends and agents ; even a criminal information was at one stage sought against him by one worthy gentleman, and this was refused on the ground that he did not come into court with clean hands, as it had been proved that he was guilty of the offences he said Plimsoll had urged against him. At the last Mr. Plimsoll's efforts to pass a temporary Bill would have been baulked or indefinitely staved -off if he had not created a scene in the House of Commons when Beaconsfield said that the Govern­ment had decided to drop the Merchant Shipping Bill for that session. Plimsoll simply went mad, and made some very strong statements about the opposition, and when called to order by the Speaker set the Chair at defiance, and was removed in charge of the Sergeant-at-Arms and locked up in the Clock Tower.

We can forgive a man getting excited when he fights for others, and like a knight of old is sacrificing time and peace and his own interests. Mr. Plimsoll did this, and by doing so he secured his end more thoroughly, perhaps, than astuteness and cleverness might have done, and because the country was with him he had only a formal punishment for his offence.

Mr. Plimsoll's earnestness bore fruit. A temporary measure was passed giving the Board of Trade the power of detaining ships, shipowners (not the Government, as Mr. Plimsoll had recommended) taking the responsibility of fixing a load line for each separate voyage. The Government declined to prohibit deck loads, but enacted that grain should not be carried in bulk when it comprised two-thirds 'of the cargo. As it was thought that more legislation was necessary, in 1884 a Royal Commission was appointed, comprising the Earl of Aberdeen, the Duke of Edin­burgh, Mr. Chamberlain, Mr. Burt, Mr. Green, and Mr. Baring. The Royal Commission recommended most strongly that the load line as fixed by the Com­mittee and adopted by the Board of Trade should be made compulsory. This was not done, and as Mr. Plimsoll contended at the time the load line was rendered useless ; and it has since been proved so, for unscrupulous owners fix it at their own discretion and load their ships down to the mark (as he himself says). Under the short Act passed in 1875, confirmed and extended in 1876, nearly 500 vessels, every one as rotten as a pear, were broken up, and a vigilant supervision was exercised for a time over vessels leaving our ports, as to draught of water and amount of freeboard or surplus buoyancy, and from June, 1876, to June, 1883, no less than 832 were stopped when about to sail, and repaired or had their loads greatly reduced.

Plimsoll says himself, " Quite recently I was in Lloyd's Insurance Office and saw Mr. Benjamin Martell, the Chief Secretary, and asked him how the Grain Cargoes Act was operating." He replied, " Oh, well, we have none of that foundering now you know. We used to have sometimes two in a week, and seldom or never less than seven or eight in the season. All that's over now." Let it not, however, be imagined that all the evils in connection with over-insurance and im­proper manning of vessels are done away with, or that the work thus begun by Plimsoll is over, for the losses at sea from preventible causes are still immense, though much smaller than before. But whosoever may continue and perfect the noble work associated with the name of Plimsoll, it must ever be remembered that its initiation was due to the man who who will always be known as the " Friend of the Sailor."    

C. E.


THE Rev. Percival Bowen, who was for some 33 years Head  Master of the S.R.G.S., was born at St. Albans on the 18th March, 1803. He was educated at Christ's Hospital, and afterwards entered All Souls' College, Oxford, where he took his degree of B.A. and afterwards that of M.A. After his ordination he became curate of the Abbey Church of his native town. In 1830 the Mastership of the School became vacant on the resignation of the Rev. Wm. White, the then Head Master, and Mr. Bowen became his successor, holding the position of Head Master until June, 1863.

It was, perhaps, unfortunate for the status of the School that very shortly after Mr. Bowen assuming office the Collegiate School was established, with a result that must inevitably have been adverse to the Grammar School. Indeed some readers may remember the names of more advanced boys "migrating" from the Grammar School to the " Collegiate," which had the benefit of some Exhibitions, and going up thence to the University of Oxford. Many Sheffield men, however, owe at least some part of their success in life to the education they received at the School under Mr. Bowen. He had a reputation (not perhaps entirely unmerited) for severity, but there are few of his "old boys" who have not a kindly remembrance of their old Master. On his leaving Sheffield for Claughton, in Lancashire, to the Vicarage of which he was presented shortly after resigning his mastership, a com­mittee of old boys was formed, (the late Mr. W. K. Marples and Mr. Joseph Binney being secretaries,) with the result that in 1864, just before he left Sheffield for Claughton, an illuminated address (not then so common as now) and a valuable watch and chain were presented to him. Space will, perhaps, not permit the insertion of the entire address, but one paragraph may be quoted:-" We should be wanting in gratitude were we to permit you to leave the late field of your labours without giving you some proof that your exertions for upwards of 30 years were appreciated by those best able to judge of their real worth." Mr. Bowen held the living of Claughton up to the time of his decease, which took place in the year 1873.     

J. B.

Whanne that April with his shoures sote,
The droughte of March hath perced to the rote,

And smale fouler make: melodie,
That slepen alle night with open eye.

Than longen folk to gon on pilgrimages.

Our only apology for again troubling our readers with an account of a walk, is that, for the greater part of the way, this is through country comparatively unknown, even to the more experienced pedestrian, and a new walk is to us always an intense pleasure. This particular one is easy of access, but rather tiring from the nature of the country traversed, and is infinitely wilder, more solitary and picturesque than the well-known tramp from Penistone to Ashopton, which Baddeley so much extols.

There were three of us decided on going this walk, and two of us, having got up at 6 a.m., waited on the M. S. and L. station steps for the third man, who sauntered up just in time, most faultlessly and immaculately attired in the inappropriate garb of civilization, to wit, frock coat and kid shoes (he had other clothes on also, but these were the most striking ones). We bore him no malice on this account, however, for we knew he would regret it before the day was over (and he did). We took a Circular Tour Ticket, (and we perhaps may be pardoned for digressing in order to bring these tickets to your notice, as they are not only cheap, but convenient, and by their means many most enjoyable tramps may be taken much farther out than heretofore)-costing 1s. 8d. to Dunford Bridge, with the option of returning by Bamford or Hathersage. Dunford Bridge is the second station past Penistone, and is at the end of the Woodhead Tunnel. Turning out of the station to the right, and then on the road to the left, we walk through moorland country to Salter's Brook, then cross the river Etherow and make for Swains Head : then straight in front on the moors are the Bleaklow Stones, on the top of the highest eminence (2,060 feet, very little lower than Kinder). Near by the stones is a pole, and it is advisable to make this pole the landmark, as the moorland is here intersected in every direction by deep gullies, which take much labour and a certain amount of skill to negotiate, and an old suit and nailed boots are to be recommended. Steer for the pole and don't veer to the left, rather trend towards the right, as it is easier and less boggy. After about one hour's stiff work the Bleaklow Stones are reached, and from this height there is a lovely and imposing view of the surroundings ; in front of you are the Barrow Stones-these stones are like the Bleaklow Stones-of most fantastic and peculiar shapes and sizes, only more so-with the head of the river Derwent lying between ; at the back over the wide stretch of heather is Longden Dale, and down the valley can be seen Kinder Scout, Win Hill, and between, a wide, wild, barren expanse of country, tenanted only by sheep and grouse. This view is the most rugged and solitary one in the whole Peak District, and is alone worth the day's walk.

Proceeding from this point we keep along the ridge to the right, cross the headwaters of the West-end Brook, and from the beginning of the Allport we go to Grains-in-the-Water and on to Allport Towers. From Allport Head for eight miles the walk is on the left-hand hill side, right down the valley, and cannot be missed ; the views whilst going along are magnificent, as the valley opens out and closes in, with here and there some slope seeming to block the way and then yielding to let one pass. At the bottom of the valley, some two hundred feet below, runs the Allport river, here gently murmuring along, there rushing noisily, presently dashing over a waterfall and again forming a quiet pool, where the wise trout lies in wait.

Rising from the river bed is the opposite hillside, much steeper and somewhat higher than the one on which we are walking, and here and there the grass slopes and heather change into a rocky cliff. The skyline of this hillside is quite refreshing to look at after seeing the sombre hues of the hills, by the glimpses it seems to give of cloud and sunshine, all apparently at an immense distance. Then as we get lower down the dale we get a more and more extended view over Kinder Scout on the right, in front Win Hill and Edale End, and on the left the Crook Hills and Derwent Edge, with those curious stones called the Coach and Horses. At last, after feeling as if our ankles would give way altogether, for the strain of walking on a grass slope (with no level ground) for eight miles tells severely on the ankles, particularly the left one, we come to Allport Towers, a name given to an isolated rocky peak rising about sixty feet from the dale. Up this two of us climbed, whilst our friend in the frock coat and kid shoes reposed wearily down below. It is a fairly stiff climb up to the top, but is well worth the trouble, as a good view is obtained of the dale down which we have come, and of the way we have to go, and in this rock snakes, jackdaws, rooks, and hawks have their undisturbed abode, whilst below were five or six cuckoos gleefully fighting, and anon announcing the glad approach of Spring ; in fact, the whole dale at this point resounded with the songs of birds-larks, robins, chaffinches, linnets, and others were carolling their best, and in the meadows the young lambs were playing, innocent of the existence of lamb cutlets and mint sauce.

After a while we descend, cross the river Allport, and go through Allport Castles Farm and so on to a road which, winding down the valley, brings us to Allport Bridge, about two miles below the Snake Inn. From this point you can go up to Glossop, if so disposed, or down the high-road to Ashopton, about four miles off, and so on to Sheffield, but we don't go this way, but cross the river by a foot bridge and strike up over Crookestone Hill (a spur of the Kinder) on to the old Roman road and on the ridge to the old guide-post at Edale End. From this spot is a lovely view, refreshing in its peaceful aspect as a change from the rugged moorland scenery of Allport Dale, over Edale, showing well Mam Tor, Back Tor, Lose Hill ; then on the other side the Ashop Dale, and in front the charming valley of Hope. From here we continue on the slope of Win Hill, gradually losing sight of Edale, but with the Hope valley ever in front, and finally come to the village of Hope.

As an instance of the unknown and solitary character of this walk we may mention, that from the time we left Dunford Bridge to within a quarter of a mile of Hope we met no one ; our only companions were the sheep and the birds, and only the grouse querulously told us to go back. From Hope we hastened to Sickleholm, where we made havoc of chops, eggs and ham, marmalade, and everything else we could get ; these, with tea, forming a delight­fully indigestible meal which only country air can justify an ordinary mortal attempting, but consider-we had breakfast at 5 a.m.; our friend with the frock coat and kid shoes naturally brought no lunch, so we shared our meagre repast with him about 10 a.m., (we are not at all complaining of having done so, but still it is as well to mention the circumstance as a warning to others,) and it follows that at 4 p.m. we were hungry enough to eat anything. Well, after we were satiated with eating (and this took some doing) we sat in the garden in the glorious sunshine and meditated pleasantly over a solemn duty done, and reluctantly in the cool of the evening strolled along to Hathersage and took the train home.

The walk is not far as regards-mere mileage, probably 20 miles at the outside, but the moorland and the long eight miles of grass slope make it a moderately stiff walk, but it is well worth the while.

J. S.

TOWARDS the end of last term we heard of nothing but Fives. There were doubles, and singles, and House Fives, till we seemed to exist in an atmosphere of Fives. These various contests evoked a great amount of excitement and some good play. On these occasions however the excitement is paramount, and at such times the Fives Courts asserts itself, so to speak, conspicuously. The following are the results of the various contests:­



Mr. Senior and Salisbury I beat Dr. Stokes and Twigg, 15-4, 15-8.
Mr. Pode and Haslam beat Chambers and Foers, 15-13, 15-13.
Bramley and Salisbury II beat Mr. Hodgetts and Hahn I, 15-9, 15-5.
Mr. Young and Coombe I beat Mr. A. B. Chambers and Darbyshire, 15-13, 15-4.


Mr. Senior and Salisbury I beat Mr. Pode and Haslam, 15-14, 15-5.
Bramley and Salisbury II beat Mr. Young and Coombe, 15-9, 15-13.



Hahn I beat Williams I, 15-1, 15-0.
Hallam I, Chambers, Darbyshire, Haslam, Bramley, Blandy, Coombe I, bye.


Hahn I beat Hallam 1, 15-14, 15-13.
Chambers beat Darbyshire, 11-15, 15-8, 15-7.
Bramley beat Haslam, 15-11, 15-7.
Blandy I beat Coombe I, 15-8,15-6.


Hahn I beat Chambers, 8-15, 15-14, 15-13.
Bramley beat Blandy I, 15-12, 15-4.


HALLAM (Bramley and Coombe) beat TOWN (Burton and Walker),

PARK (Twigg and Salisbury I) beat SHARROW (Chambers and Hahn I),

SHARROW (Chambers and Hahn) beat TOWN (Burton and Walker),

HALLAM (Bramley and Blandy) beat PARK (Twigg and Salisbury I),
15-11, 15-4.

HALLAM (Bramley and Coombe) beat SHARROW (Chambers and Hahn),
15-1, 15-4.

PARK (Twigg and Salisbury I) beat TOWN (Burton and Walker),
15-2, 15-1.






















Dear Mr. Editor,

It is my pleasing duty as Vice-President of the S.R.G.S. Cambridge Society for this term to write the Cambridge letter, and it is my misfortune to have to do so when all the news is old news. Since the date of the last letter the Society has gained a new member in Mr. J. H. Flather, Fellow of Emmanuel and late Master of Cavendish. We had our meeting this term in the rooms of Darbyshire and Hammond, at Peterhouse. The following were present:-Dr. Jackson (Trinity), J. H. Flather (Emmanuel), S. A. Moor (Sidney), J. Blakeney and S. J. Chapman (Trinity), H. S. Darbyshire and R. W. Hammond (Peterhouse), J. F. Haslam, W. T. D. Mart, and H. L. Woffindin (John's). We all spent a very jolly evening, in the body at Peterhouse, but for a great part of the time in the spirit at Sheffield. Dr. Jackson and Mr. Flather gave reminiscences of their school days in Collegiate Crescent in the days before the rest of us were born. Dr. Jackson placed on record the early history of the darts on the roof of the big school, and of a terrible map, without names, frescoed on the walls thereof. It is hard to imagine the greatest don of the greatest college in the greatest University in the greatest country in the world wiping his pen on a master's coat-tails, and working off detentions on the Terrace under the direction of the sergeant-not " The Sergeant," but "the sergeant " that is a sergeant. Whether he figured in the latter honourable position, and whether there were detentions in those days, was not specifically stated. Mr. Flather remembers the time when the three-square field was occasionally used for football, and when the fives court could be used for fives-ye old boys take note. Enough of the past. The evening was varied by songs from Blakeney, Mart, and Hammond. Blakeney's song would have been the event of the evening if he could only have remembered the last verse, which gave meaning to the rest, and which he assured us was the best of the lot. But this life is a life of dis­appointments. Hammond's rendering of "Tommy Atkins" was greeted with loud applause. True, he did not know the words, but Darbyshire repeated them line by line before they were sung, and the spaces were filled in with tum tum, &c., and then the chorus was most inspiriting with the variety of pitch, tone, and tune.

Blakeney has raised an excellent representative eleven of Sheffield Cantabs for the great match against the School in June. They represent almost everything but cricket, that is with the exception of a few. We shall rely on the prestige of the one Blue in the Eleven; but he is a seeker Blue and not a cricketer.

Whoever has waded so far through this letter will wonder when the jokes are going to begin. You always look for jokes in a 'Varsity letter, but jokes at Cam­bridge seem to be at present either dead or unborn. I could tell some, but certain readers of this letter would probably recognise them as tales they had told years ago and expose me. I therefore forbear. Darbyshire told me some things he called jokes, but we opened the windows and agreed that he must be mistaken. Is this a joke? A Proctor addressed a freshman (it is always "freshman" in these tales) with the question, " Are you a member of this University ?" To which the youth replied," Yes, are you ? " Is this a joke ? Perhaps I may be mistaken.

Darbyshire has been more successful at cricket than at jokes. His average is now about 15. He is playing for Peterhouse, and last week scored 35 against Kats.

Since the Boat Race we have been informed that Cambridge is played out. On that particular Boat Race I will not dwell, though I believe I could write a book on the subject; I have heard at least a dozen theories from men who were there and knew all about it. We will agree that the result was a virtual victory for Cam­bridge. That word " virtual " is exceedingly useful at times, and quite surpasses " actual." Most people seem to forget that Cambridge won the Sports the day before. The following figures, perhaps virtually support the contention that Cambridge is played out:-






Boat Race












Rugby Football




Association Football








So far Cambridge can claim an advantage of eight wins in the more important contests. In the second class contests we have a balance of 43 wins in our favour, of the third class contests I have no statistics. Perhaps Cambridge is played out. This year we have won the Sports and the Rugby, while Oxford have won the Boat Race and the Association. All now rests on the Cricket for this year, and our eleven will be good, but so will Oxford's. Two new men, it is expected, will get their blues, Jessop (Christ's), of Gloucestershire, and Stogdon (Trinity), late captain of Harrow. Jessop scored more than a hundred in the Freshers' match, and last week for Christ's contributed 212 (not out) to a total of 280.

I have just scanned the Cambridge Review but can find no more news. We are having delightful weather, and Cambridge is bright with blazers of every possible and impossible combination. The Triposes will soon be on, and then the May Races, and then the Vac-, but who cares for the Vac ? The undersigned for one.


THE Cricket Season has opened under not too auspicious omens;  but like all young things, it is full of hope. The ground was overhauled after the Football Season and treated with a view to getting it into condition for the Summer pastime. How far the efforts expended on it have proved successful is a matter of individual opinion ; but personally, something considerably slower than Mr. Jones upon that wicket would more than suffice. Unfortunately for the wicket, the Spring has been dry ; and so we are left to cogitate upon the `1 might have been," and, meanwhile, to take things as philosophically as we can, and hope for improvement in the ground ; and also let us add in the Eleven itself.

With regard to the latter, when the relics of last year's team were set forth, it was obvious that, to say the least, there was plenty of room for new recruits of merit. Three trial games took place, several Masters forming the nucleus of an opposing team. On the first occasion the XI somewhat rashly tackled a sixteen, with the result that the latter won by about doubling the score of the XI. A reduced force next did battle with the XI, which yearned to wipe out the defeat ; but small luck attended the effort, and a much greater reverse was suffered. At length persistency, accompanied by some changes in the first team, met with its due reward, for in a third encounter the XI won by 63 to 52.

During this practice work it was obvious that the fielding, which at first was very bad, improved ; and that generally the team was getting together. Thus we have fair hopes of a steady improvement throughout the season, though we must strongly impress upon the individual members the necessity of paying the strictest attention to their fielding, and to the necessity of unity of action. The House Cricket has been organized, and we expect the spirit of emulation thus fostered to result in material good. Mr. Young has arranged a comfortable selection of matches, and Darbyshire (Captain), and Bramley (Vice-Captain) will, we feel sure, do all possible to develop a good team.

In Memoriam.

We regret to record the decease of Rev. George Andrew Jacob, D.D., at Teignmouth, Devon, on May 7th.

Dr. Jacob was educated at Worcester College, Oxford, and was in 1832 appointed Headmaster of King Edward's Grammar School, Bromsgrove. In 1843 he became Principal of the Collegiate School, Sheffield, a position which he continued to hold with the most marked success for 10 years, when he was appointed Headmaster of Christ's Hospital, London. He retired in 1868, and has since resided at Teignmouth, where he died at the advanced age of 89 years.


AUTY-HALL.-April 4, at St. Peter's Church, Abbeydale, by the Rev. W. J. Morrison, M.A., Vicar, assisted by the Rev. A. Wood, M.A., Vicar of St. Barnabas, John Charles Auty, of Sheffield, Solicitor, to Ellen Sarah Urry Hall, second daughter of the late James Hall, of Sheffield and Nottingham.

We have much pleasure in noticing the appointment of Mr. Joseph Binney to the office of Registrar of the County Court. Our congratulations are added to the almost numberless ones he has already received.

Our new Science Master is Mr. F. L. Overend, B.A., F.C.S., Open Exhibitioner of Jesus' College, Oxford.

Mr. Brocklehurst has been appointed Headmaster of the new School which has recently been established at Formby, Lancashire. He left amid the regrets and with the good wishes of his colleagues and his pupils, and commenced his new duties on May 11th. We wish him a prosperous and successful career in his new sphere of work. His place has been filled by Mr. B. Caudwell, B.A. (Honours), and Inter. Sci. (London University), Crystal Palace School of Engineering.

The Annual Athletic Sports will be held on Friday, June 5th, when all friends of the School who can arrange to be present will be heartily welcome.

The Examination for Foundation Scholarships will take place on June 15th, 16th, and 17th.

The following have been elected to fill the three vacancies on the Games Committee this term:-Turner I, Wing I, Coombe I.

We acknowledge with thanks the receipt of the following contemporaries :-The Eagle, The Leys Fortnightly, Our Magazine, The Pelican, The Sydneian.