[6] The traditional name given by the Franciscans to their monastic schools. But they had, if I remember rightly, sufficient sense of humour not to apply it to their Cowley seminary. [7] Nearly, but not quite, the shortest grace on record. That palm, perhaps, belongs to the north country farmer wiping his mouth with the back of his hand after a plentiful meal, and ejaculating the single word, "Then!" [8] Perhaps for the same reason as was given me by a Christ Church don, who rashly prophesied that Wolsey's great hall would never be lighted by electricity, as the additional heat given by the gas-jets was absolutely essential by way of supplement to the huge fireplaces. [9] A large assumption; but Swinburne was doubtless better qualified than most people to make it. The lines are from _Sordello_ (ed. 1863, p. 464). [10] My own idea, suggested by a proposed memorial to Goschen at Rugby school, where James Fergusson had been his school-fellow, was that the memory of the latter also should be perpetuated there in some fitting manner. I received letters cordially approving this suggestion; but I never heard whether it was carried out in the case of either, or both, of these distinguished public servants. [11] Is it necessary to explain that Argus Panoptes, the all-seeing guardian of Io, had a hundred eyes, and Briareus, the pugnacious son of Earth and Heaven, a hundred arms? Sir Walter's application of these myths was distinctly neat. [12] Authentic or not, I added them to the collection of _novissima verba_ of famous men which I had been long compiling. See Appendix. [13] Clement Maydeston, in his _Directorii Defensorium_ (A.D. 1495). "Windsor," of course, means the "winding shore," not the "sick wind!" [14] The truth underlying the last sentence of this delectable report is that some of the wilder rioters chucked the Secretary of the Pageant's desk (containing all his papers) into the Cherwell; but it was rescued so speedily by two of their more sober comrades that no harm was done. [15] This particular episode was really regarded by many people as almost an outrage; and an article called "A Blot on the Pageant," which I devoted to it in a weekly review, elicited many expressions of sympathy and approval in Oxford and elsewhere. [16] The Master of the Oxford Pageant, to whom I protested emphatically against the scandalous caricatures of the Benedictines of Abingdon, calmly told me that the British public looked on a monk as a comic kind of creature, and would think itself defrauded unless he were so represented! [17] The lines (vv. 824-826): [Greek: échousa ... tàn phrygian xénan tàn, chissòs ôs atenês, petraía blasta davasen] seemed to strike the good lady particularly--the sound, that is, not the sense of them. "Kisson----blast her--d--n her! Dear me!" she remarked; "what language, to be sure! I had no idea that Antigone [pronounced _Antigoan_] was that kind of young person!"