who took every opportunity of annoying him, and repressing his rising talents. In a cause where Mr. afterwards Lord Erskine was engaged as counsel on the орроsite side, and who made a violent speech, containing some personalities which Mr. Law was obliged to notice, this conduct of the judge drew from Mr. Law, when he rose to reply, the following elegant retort, out of Virgil:

"Dicta ferox non me tua fervida terrent
Dii me terrent et Jupiter hostis.”

“HOW D'YE DO, OLD CODGER?"

An undergraduate, soon after he had commenced residence in the University of Cambridge, and whilst he was distinguished by the appellation of freshman, thinking to come it strong, started one morning upon his nag for a breathing towards the Gog-Magog Hills! Seeing an old gentleman jogging along upon his black charger, he determined to join him for a quiz, and, riding along side his man, he began with" How d'ye do, Old Codger?" His companion, nothing abashed, answered very coolly—“ Pretty well, Young Codger!" Finding he had mistaken his man, after a few more attempts at a quiz, which were retorted by his companion, who was no novice at such sport, the collegian put his nag into a round pace, and left his companion far behind. The Cantab having reached his college, he soon after joined some of his companions (who happened to be men of longer standing than himself), to whom he related his adventures; at the same time describing the Old Codger.

From the description he gave, no doubt was enter

tained by them, but that the Old Codger was a certain D. D., who was then Vice-Chancellor. This information put the freshman in a funk, particularly when they added, that he would undoubtedly be convened, and, perhaps, rusticated, for his insolence. Some few hours after, whilst he with the rest were over a bottle, a note was brought to our hero, requiring his attendance on Mr. Vice-Chancellor, to account for his impertinence in the morning. His friends expressed their concern, but recommended his going immediately. Agreeably to this advice, he set off for the doctor's residence, and, knocking at his door, was desired to come in. He immediately began by apologizing, and presenting the note he had received; but, on Mr. Vice-Chancellor saying he knew nothing of the summons, he found, to his no small chagrin, that the whole was a hour.

DELIGHTS OF GERMAN TRAVELLING.

The erudite John Tweddell, Esq. whose remains lie mouldering in the bosom of his parent earth, at Athens, in the Temple of Theseus (the mysterious and ever to be lamented disappearance of whose Researches still remains to be accounted for), was at his death a fellow of Trinity College, Cambridge. Speaking of German travelling, in one of his letters to a friend, A. D. 1796, he says:"Our carriage is in complete condition still, and that is saying a great deal. Mr. Webb's was broken to pieces in the same roads—such roads! such inns! and such beds! I slept once or twice upon straw in preference; and, after all, upon combing my head, I found that I had increased my family---but this was not the

effect of being in the straw." In another letter, to a lady about to travel, he writes on the same subject :— "You must make up your minds to bad accommodations, frauds, stoppages, &c.-I would have added, and dirty sheets, if I did not presume that you would have the precaution to take your own. Two pair will be sufficient, or even one, for there will be sufficient time to wash them while you change horses—there's comfort for you. You must take a provision of small-toothed combs with you-your head will soon tell you why. Another thing which you must take with you is patience-you will want it at every inn. You will find the first horses yoked a hundred yards before the second horses: you may think that the reason of this is, in order to go before, for the purpose of ordering dinner; but it is not so."

TIT FOR TAT.

During the administration of the famous Lord Chatham, who was educated at Trinity College, Cambridge, Dr. Markham, Archbishop of York, delivered a charge to his clergy, reflecting highly on the administration of the noble lord. It so happened, that the poet Mason preached a visitation sermon before the archbishop, in the Cathedral Church of York, soon after. Mason, who differed entirely with the archbishop in politics, facetiously chose the following text on the occasion :-" Yet Michael the archangel, when contending with the devil he disputed about the body of Moses, durst not bring against him a railing accusation, but said, the Lord rebuke thee." Jude 9.

Soon after the preaching of this sermon, by Mason,

some one was declaiming in the House of Lords against the clergy interfering in politics, and during whose speech Lord Chatham came into the house; but, not knowing what had passed at York, he leaned over a noble duke, lately deceased, and asked to what the speaker was alluding. On being informed, his lordship attacked the archbishop most eloquently, and so ably retaliated for the past, that the archbishop, wanting temper naturally, was disabled from replying with any coherence.

ETERNITY OF HELL TORMENTS.

Soon after the appointment of Mr. Jebb, fellow of Peterhouse, and Mr. Watson, afterwards Bishop of Landaff, to the office of Moderators for the first time, they sent Paley, then in his third year (the time at which every under-graduate who contends for mathematical honours does the same thing), an act to keep in the schools. Paley was prepared with the mathematical question, and, referring to Johnson's Questiones Philosophicæ, a book then common in the University, in which the subject usually disputed in the schools, and the names of the authors who had written on each side, were contained, he fixed upon two others, as not having been proposed for disputation, to his knowledge, before : the one against capitul punishments,—the other against the eternity of hell torments. As soon as it was rumoured amongst the heads of colleges, that Paley, who was then young, and whose abilites were well known, had proposed such questions, the master of his college was desired to interfere and put a stop to it. Dr. Thomas consequently summoned him to the lodge,

and objected, in strong terms, to both his questions, but insisted upon his relinguishing the last. Paley immediately went to the Moderator, and acquainted him with this peremptory command. Mr. Watson was indignant that "the heads of colleges should interfere in a matter which belonged solely (as he said) to him, for he was the judge of the propriety or impropriety of the questions sent to him." "Are you, sir," continued Watson, "independent of your college! If you are not, these shall be the questions for your act." Paley replied," that he should be sorry to offend the college; and therefore wished to change the last question." Very well," replied the Moderator, "the best way, then, to satisfy the scruples of these gentlemen will be for you to defend the Eternity of Hell Torments:”—and, changing his thesis to the affirmative, he actually did so.

MATTHEW MATTOCKS.

A gentleman, who had just taken his degree of B. A. in the University of Cambridge, going down into the north of England on a visit immediately after, was asked by a person (whose pronunciation savoured of the provincial), "whether he knew

MATHEMATICS."

The Cantab, supposing that he alluded to a person of that name who lived in the neighbourhood, replied-"I don't know Matthew Mattocks, but I know his brother Richard."

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