u6 " MY KINGDOM FOR A HORSE ! " 



party and staying in college. He forgathered with me 

 over a whisky-and-soda after this dinner, and said : 

 " What a dear old chap the Archbishop is ! Such a 

 memory too ! Do you know, he remembered me by my 

 voice ! " 



Now it is almost a certainty that Doctor Temple, at 

 Rugby, can hardly ever, if at all, have seen or heard the 

 voice of this old Rugbeian, unless indeed some punitive 

 incident brought them into contact. 



Needless to say that, after hearing my friend's remark, 

 I was not so complacent in my belief that I was really 

 remembered, though no doubt I was, had the good old 

 man taken time to think instead of treating me to the 

 formula with which he found he made all old Rugbeians 

 happy, whether he remembered them or not. 



