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Gkocxd Plax of the Buildings of Princeton Univebsity, 

 showing the situation of the Graduate College. 



are both fine and possible. It is not 

 desirable for students to sleep in dark 

 closets and eat at cheap boarding- 

 houses, or for professors to live in hid- 

 den little flats and wash the dishes. 

 Beauty and dignity are as far removed 

 from extravagant luxury as from 

 squalor. Professor West justly says: 



Three elements compose the graduite 

 college. Foremost is a body of first- 

 rate professors, to be added to others 

 now in the faculty, interesting men, 

 scholars of high power, eminent in 

 their subjects, and able to waken 

 young men. Do we need to say this is 

 the capital A in the alphabet? If so, 

 let it be said again and underscored, 

 because it would be absurd to say any- 

 thing else. The second element is a 

 company of students of high ability. 

 . . . The third element is the buildings, 

 the material home wherein this com- 

 munity shall find the realization of its 

 desires. 



He also writes: 



The truth at the heart of this history 

 is that a university is a community, 

 and a community made up of teachers 

 and learners, an actual respublioa Ut- 

 teraria (to quote an old name for the 

 University of Cambridge), and that in 

 this established and continuing society 

 lies the safety of learning as a self- 

 perpetuating force and the promise of 

 learning as a usable force in the world. 



FRANCIS 6ALT0N 

 Francis Gal,ton is now dead at the 

 age of nearly eighty-nine years. One 

 more of the great men who gave distinc- 

 tion to the Victorian era has been lost 

 from the small surviving group which 

 in science includes Hooker, now ninety- 

 four years old, Wallace, eighty-nine 

 years old, and Lister, eighty-four years 

 old. In the generation a d?cade younger 

 there are eminent men still living — 

 Avebury, Rayleigh, Crookes, Roscoe. 

 Geikie and other men of science — and 

 perhaps Great Britain better than any 

 other nation retains the fertility for 

 the production of genius. It may in- 

 deed be that the men active in our own 

 day are no less able than those of the 

 nineteenth century; that remains for 

 the next generation to decide. For us. 

 however, these men — Darwin, Kelvin 

 and the great company of leaders in 

 science and letters of the Victorian era 

 — are as giants whose stature we can 

 not reach. 



Galton published in 1909 a volume 

 entitled " Memories of my Life," which 

 gives a characteristic and charming 

 account of his varied work and ex- 

 periences. He was of Quaker descent, 



