But Tom had judged: "He loves our race' 9 

 And, as to his ancestral place, 



He leapt upon my knee. 

 Alas! the Senior Fellow is dead, but his mem- 

 ory is kept alive: 



He seems, while catless we confer, 

 To join with faint Elysian purr, 



A tutelary friend. 



Evidently Sir Frederick is a "catanthropist" 

 the word was invented by AVilkie Collins. 

 I find it used by him in a letter written to my 

 mother in 1866: 



% "Oh, I wanted you so at Rome in the 

 Protestant Cemetery don't start! No ghosts 

 only a cat. I went to show my friend Pig- 

 ott the grave of the illustrious Shelley. Ap- 

 proaching the resting-place of the divine poet 

 in a bright sunlight, the finest black Tom you 

 ever saw discovered at an incredible distance 

 that a catanthropist had entered the cemetery 

 rushed up at a gallop with his tail at right- 

 angles to his spine turned over on his back 

 with his four paws in the air, and said in the 

 43 % language 



