74 MEMORIES OF MY LIFE 



On returning to Cambridge the old life re- 

 commenced, but on an enlarged scale, and more 

 friends were made, among whom were George 

 Denman (1819-1896), afterwards a Judge, and the 

 son of Lord Chief-Justice Denman (1 779-1 854). He 

 combined classical capacity with power of muscle and 

 endurance, both in a very high degree, for he was 

 Senior Classic of his year and Stroke Oar of the 

 University crew. He lived a double life, warily look- 

 ing after his own boat crew, the First Trinity, and 

 joining their rollickings in order to keep them within 

 bounds, but doing hard mental work at other hours. 

 I think he was perhaps the most respected of all the 

 undergraduates. In after years he told me the 

 following extraordinary anecdote of Macaulay's 

 memory. He, Denman, had obtained the prize for 

 Greek verse and had to recite his composition. 

 Macaulay was a guest at Trinity Lodge and heard 

 the recitation. Some years after, when Denman had 

 half forgotten the occurrence and imperfectly re- 

 collected what he had then written, he was introduced 

 to Macaulay, who exclaimed at once, "Why, it was 

 you who recited those verses," which he straightway 

 repeated. 



Memories so crowd on me that I find it difficult 

 to stop. Something ought to have been said of a 

 singularly attractive man with quaint turns of thought, 

 H. Vaughan Johnson, who lived on the same staircase 

 as myself, and who collaborated in legal work with 

 E. Kay, of whom I have already spoken. He married 

 a sister of my friend, then F. Campbell, afterwards 

 Lord Stratheden and Campbell. 



Also I should mention W. F. Gibbs, who became 



