602 LEAVES THEY HAVE TOUCHED. 



of Greece — have tlie book-plate of the bishop, with his family arms 

 and motto, " lios non Nobis" and " Samuel Wilberforce," engraved 

 below. Also on the title-page of each volume is his autograiph, 

 Samuel Wilberforce. I preserve likewise a note of his bearing 

 the signature S. Oxoisr, written throughout in a bold, hurried hand — 

 dashed off possibly in the first-class carriage of an express train 

 going at full speed. The bishop had, we are told, an apparatus by 

 means of which he, to some extent, utilized the time passed in travel- 

 ling, by replying, while in swift transit from one place to another, to 

 the innumerable letters which were constantly reaching him. " The 

 note you have kindly sent me again," the bishop says, " was never 

 seen by me before. I consequently had not any directions by which 

 to communicate with you. Will you take your breakfast with me 

 at 26 Pall Mall on Friday, the 15 th'? I am most truly yours, S- 

 OxoN." The instantaneous death of Bishop Wilberforce, occasioned 

 by a fall from his horse while riding with Lord Grenville, is fresh in 

 the recollection of every one. He was a man greatly beloved ; full 

 of power, with every faculty instantly at command ; brilliant, more- 

 over, as a conversationist and wit. I remember, while in London in 

 1867, that on a review of the day at my lodgings in the evening, it 

 took several pages of my memorandum book to record the extraor- 

 dinary number of pleasant and clever things that were crowded into 

 a few hours spent with the Bishop of Oxford and his friends, at 

 his "table-round" in Pall Mall, to which the note above recited gave 

 access. 



I next offer an autograph note of another eminent Oxfordman — 

 the present Dean of - Westminster, Dr. Arthur Penrhyn Stanley, 

 pupil and biographer of Dr. Arnold of Rugby. We have every now 

 and then spread out before vis the thoughts of the Dean, in the 

 columns of the public prints and pages of widely-circulated maga- 

 zines, showing him to be an Englishman who aims to fuse and weld 

 together again, on a principle of nationality, the great commxmity or 

 society of Britain so long rent and distracted. By one of those 

 anomalies to be met with here and there in England, Westminster 

 Abbey, though in the diocese of London, is not under the jurisdic- 

 tion of the bishop of London. Hence the Dean of Westminster is 

 enabled to do some things which a clergyman elsewhere cannot do. 

 Thus, not long since the Dean caused Max Mtiller, a layman, to read 

 a lecture there on Missions ; and lately, Dr. Caird, a presbyterian 



