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MEMORIES OF MY LIFE 



all the Hallams lie, each memorial stone bearing a 

 briefly pathetic inscription, and kneeling alone in a 

 pew by their side, spent the greater part of a solitary 

 hour in unrestrained tears. 



F. Campbell had set for himself an ideal of public 

 life that was too high for his powers, and many would 

 say that he greatly failed in it. It may be so, but he 

 had what I prized beyond anything else, a capacity 

 for steady friendship, and a disposition unalloyed by 

 pettiness. I always found help when consulting him 

 about any of my own difficulties, because he put things 

 in fresh lights and always with noble intent. He 

 died in 1893. Through being his friend, I was 

 entertained with much kindness by his father at 

 Stratheden House, and received important help on 

 more than one occasion. 



It was mainly through these two men, Hallam and 

 Campbell, that I first became acquainted with most 

 of the ablest undergraduates of that day. Of these 

 Maine (Sir Henry S. Maine, 1822-1888) ranked the 

 highest. He had a great charm of manner with much 

 beauty of feature, and was one of the few non-Trinity 

 men who became thoroughly at home in Trinity itself. 

 In later years, when he had become an eminent jurist 

 and had filled with distinction the highest legal post 

 in India, I used to enjoy long talks with him at the 

 Athenaeum Club, mostly on topics connected with 

 Primitive Culture. 



The subject of prehistoric civilisation was novel 

 even so late as the early fifties, and was discussed 

 independently from two different sides. The line 

 of approach that Maine followed was to investigate 

 the customs of the so-called Aryan races. The other 



