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on that side, with the then College Hall between us. I 

 forget exactly where \Varner was, and this is not because 

 friendship with him did not continue intimately for it 

 did but as at school, so at college he was more peaceful 

 than some of us were, and my memory of his acts and all 

 that he did is consequently not so clear. Yet I have 

 seen him incur the wrath of Vicars, as all of us did at 

 times, and on being attacked embrace him round the 

 knees like a classic suppliant, so that Vicars, who stood 

 about 6f ,et 4 inches, would topple over his small opponent, 

 and thus there would be laughter and finish. But Warner 

 is now the Rev. W. Warner. Time was (in 1882) when 

 he even preached a Latin sermon to the Balliol Vice- 

 Chancellor (Dr Jowett) ; he supervises women students, 

 looks after municipal charities and lodging-houses, and 

 does a thousand and one other good things. So of his 

 follies if he had any let me not write in these later 

 days. 



It happened about the period under notice that one 

 evening not long before the end of term we discovered that 

 there was a basement or cellarage flat under the ground- 

 floor rooms and we got down there through an entrance 

 door that had evidently not been opened for years. 

 Exploring this underground region we discovered, among 

 other things, quite a number of old stained-glass windows 

 stored away, and a huge Bacchanalian picture, of a really 

 startling character. With great difficulty we succeeded 

 in conveying this picture up the stairs and through the 

 door to the ground floor. It was then taken into Stuart 

 Wortley's room, the greater part of one side of which 

 it covered. It was kept there till the following afternoon 

 (Sunday), and when dinner-time arrived and the Master, 

 with several important guests, had emerged from his 

 house and gone into the hall to dine, this appalling picture 

 was brought out and hung on a lamp-post in the quad 

 immediately facing and within ten yards of his house. 

 The scouts were in hall waiting at table, and there was 

 nobody about when this deed was perpetrated. We 



