Loved telling a good story, which he did admirably, and also hearing one. He told very accurately, almost in the same words, his old stories, though, having a powerful memory, he was impatient of a friend who told him a twice-repeated tale. His jests were very amusing. At good things he would sit laughing away--laughter often interrupted by fits of sadness. His absolute sincerity, or habit of saying all things to all kinds of persons. He ought always to have lived among gentlemen only. Of his early friends (after Arthur Hallam) FitzGerald, Spedding, Sir John Simeon, Lushington--A. T. was enthusiastic about them. Spedding very gifted and single-minded. He spent his life in defending the character of Bacon. TENNYSON, CLOUGH, AND THE CLASSICS By HENRY GRAHAM DAKYNS You ask me to write a little paper for you on my reminiscences of Farringford, the Pyrenees, and, later, Aldworth; and, although I am still beset by something of the old horror of biography which so obsessed me when I had the chance that I religiously abstained from taking notes at the time, I cannot refuse the opportunity you offer me of having my say also about your father and mother, and certain others whose friendship was and is so precious to me in its affection, and their image ineffaceable. To your cairn of memories I wish to add my pebble. I might seem lacking in affection otherwise, and that would be to do myself an injustice, and yourselves, your father and mother, an injury, that of seeming insensible to their true worth. _Semper ego auditor tantum? Nunquamne reponam?_ This then is, if somewhat meagre, a faithful record of what I recollect. To avoid repetition and for reverence' sake, I shall speak of Lord and Lady Tennyson as Him and Her, and of yourselves, my two pupils, by your names. If I have occasion to mention myself (your old tutor), I will use the symbol [Greek: D], the first letter of [Greek: Dakunidion], which, being interpreted, is "Little Dakyns," by which name your father spoke of me, at least on one occasion. [Illustration: TENNYSON AND HIS TWO SONS. By Julia Margaret Cameron.] _My first Introduction to her and the two Boys, and presently to him, at Farringford, March (?) 1861_