"My dear Bell, I shall be happy to come and dine with you." * * * * * POWERS OF DIGESTION. In both Oxford and Cambridge the cooks are restricted to a certain sum each term, beyond which the college will not protect them in their demand upon the students. All else are _extras_, and are included in "_sizings_" in Cambridge; in Oxford the term is "_to battel_." The head of a college in the latter university, not long since, sent for Mr. P----, one of his society, who had _batteled_ much beyond the allowance; and after Mr. P---- had endeavoured to excuse himself on the ground of appetite, turning to the account, the Rector observed, "_meat_ for breakfast, _meat_ for lunch, _meat_ for dinner, _meat_ for supper," and looking up in the face of the dismayed student, he exclaimed, with his Welsh accent, "Christ Jesus! Mr. P----, what guts you must have." This reminds me of A CAMBRIDGE D.D., Now no more, who is said to have been a great gourmand, and weighed something less than thirty stone, but not much. At the college table, where our D.D. daily took his meal, in order that he might the better put his hand upon the dainty morsels, being very corpulent, he caused a piece to be scooped out, to give him a fair chance. His chair was also so placed, that his belly was three inches from the table at sitting down, and when he had eaten till he touched it, his custom was to lay down his knife and fork and desist, lest, by eating too much, any dangerous malady should ensue. A waggish Fellow of his college, however, one day removed his chair double the distance from the table, which the doctor not observing, began to eat as usual. After taking more than his _quantum_, and finding that he was still an inch or two from the _goal_, he threw down his knife and fork in despair, exclaiming, he "was sure he was going to die;" but having explained the reason, he was relieved of his fears on hearing the joke had been played him. * * * * * THE INSIDE PASSENGER.