70 MEMORIES OF MY LIFE 



combined with want of "go," and partly a Rugby 

 voice and manner. Eton boys were rated far higher 

 than they. I do not recollect whether any generalisa- 

 tion was formed at that time in respect to Harrow 

 boys, who were then few in number. To return to 

 Charles Buxton, he gave me the idea of perfection in 

 respect to a highly honourable class of mincl. This 

 did not include exceptional brilliance, such as charac- 

 terised some of the men mentioned above, but it 

 did include most of the manly virtues and as much 

 common sense as was consistent with a charming dash 

 of originality. His elder brother Fowell, who has 

 lately died, had rooms on the same staircase as myself. 

 W. G. Clark (i 821-1878) was another contem- 

 porary of whom I saw much then and in after years. 

 His strong bent had been towards diplomacy, but 

 he wanted the fortune and connections necessary for 

 success in such a career, so his desire remained 

 unfulfilled. He loved to bring back impressions of 

 travel, whether made in the Peloponnesus or in the 

 rear of Garibaldi. He was Public Orator of the 

 University for many years, and Vice-Master of 

 Trinity College. Consequently, as a matter of course 

 in those days, he was an ordained clergyman. But 

 he chafed under the fetters of orthodoxy, and became 

 a prominent member of the small group of men who 

 procured the Act that allowed clergymen to retire 

 from their office without retaining clerical disabilities. 

 His career was clouded towards its end by insidious 

 mental disease. He lived long retired in almost 

 complete solitude in a Yorkshire inn, but sometimes 

 sent bits of elegant Greek poetry to old classical 

 friends, as to Justice Denman. A small volume of 



