The Life of a Great Sportsman 



desire that all alike should do well what they had set them- 

 selves to do. For everything about him was sane and sanative 

 as well as lovable, and yet he was wholly unaware of the good 

 he did. 



Similarly among men who are called — somewhat heed- 

 lessly at times — saints, I have never come across one who 

 more entirely fulfilled the precept, " When thou doest alms let 

 not thy left hand know what thy right hand doeth " ; in fact 

 he was a real interpreter of those difficult words. Most 

 strikingly cordial has been the gratitude expressed by under- 

 lings of every description who ever came across him, for many 

 a deed of loving-kindness and generosity, noticed only by the 

 recipient but forgotten instantaneously by the doer, till the 

 day when he, along with all the multitude of the merciful in 

 Heaven, shall be received by those whom they cheered on 

 earth into the "everlasting habitations." 



It is a pleasure to me to send you this little tribute to a dear 

 friend. 



[By the kind permission of the author, the Honourable Sir 

 Chandos Leigh, I am allowed to quote the following " Impres- 

 sion " of my brother, from his interesting book of reminiscences, 

 so full of bright anecdotes, " Bar," Bat andBit," published last 

 year.] 



From the Honourable Sir Chandos Leigh. 



I was revising barrister for North Mid- Lincolnshire for 

 thirteen years. . . . 



I was rather pleased because I had many friends in 

 Lincolnshire, including Harry Chaplin and Bankes Stanhope 

 of Beverley, and the well-known John Maunseil Richardson, 

 with whom I invariably lived for over twelve years, and who 

 has lately died, to the grief of all his friends. During my 



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