FIFTY YEARS OF A SHOWMAN'S LIFE. 



this way, in order that you may be photographed." 

 Jordan, mindful of his dual capacity, having 

 fulfilled his mission in seeing that I wanted for 

 nothing at the festive board, resumed his other 

 role, which fitted him equally well, and gave rise 

 to a general inquiry as to " Who is that fine figure 

 of a man with the powerful voice." I need hardly 

 say that it was with swelling pride that I was able 

 to gratify curiosity. 



Jordan was sufficiently helpful in other ways 

 as to ensure a belief that he will be pleasantly 

 remembered in the University-City, and I feel 

 sure that if he lives long enough to see another 

 Oxford Millenary, his presence will certainly be 

 requisitioned by the authorities. I ttFbught home 

 with me no such undying fame as this, a com- 

 memorative silver medal being all I can leave as a 

 memento of the day to those who follow me. 



Of course, Oxford prided itself very much on 

 being able to boast of so long an existence, but 

 I was not unmindful of the claims of Bath when 

 it came to a question of longevity. In the vehicle 

 which took me from the Town Hall to New College 

 Gardens, it was my happy lot to be paired with the 

 Chichele Professor of Modern History (Mr. C. 

 Oman), who had to deliver in those picturesque 

 grounds the great oration in honour of the Mil- 

 lenary. This gave me a quiet opportunity to 

 assure him that Bath had passed its Millenary 

 long years before it was customary to cele- 

 brate such occasions. At the same time, I must 

 admit he made out a good case for Oxford 

 City, on traditional, historical and sentimental 

 grounds, for holding such a delightful function 



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