he Thirty-nine
Articles, the way in which he does makes me half wish I could. . . .
It was full of wisdom and the beauty of holiness, which even I, poor
sceptic and outcast, could recognise and appreciate. After all, he
didn't get it from the Articles, but from his own human heart, which,
he told us, was deceitful and desperately wicked.

'Confound it, how stupid we all are! Episcopalians, Presbyterians,
Unitarians, Agnostics; the whole lot of us. We all believe the same
things, to a great extent; but we must keep wrangling about the data
from which we infer these beliefs . . . I believe a great deal that he
does, but I certainly don't act up to my belief as he does to his.'

The belief 'up to' which Murray lived was, if it may be judged by its
fruits, that of a Christian man. But, in this age, we do find the most
exemplary Christian conduct in some who have discarded dogma and resigned
hope. Probably Murray would not the less have regarded these persons as
Christians. If we must make a choice, it is better to have love and
charity without belief, than belief of the most intense kind, accompanied
by such love and charity as John Knox bore to all who differed from him
about a mass or a chasuble, a priest or a presbyter. This letter,
illustrative of the effect of cathedral services on a young Unitarian, is
taken out of its proper chronological place.

From Canterbury Mr. Murray went to Ilminster in Somerset. Here Robert
attended the Grammar School; in 1879 he went to the Grammar School of
Crewkerne. In 1881 he entered at the University of St. Andrews, with a
scholarship won as an external student of Manchester New College. This
he resigned not long after, as he had abandoned the idea of becoming a
Unitarian minister.

No longer a schoolboy, he was now a _Bejant_ (_bec jaune_?), to use the
old Scotch term for 'freshman.' He liked the picturesque word, and
opposed the introduction of 'freshman.' Indeed he liked all things old,
and, as a senior man, was a supporter of ancient customs and of _esprit
de corps_ in college. He fell in love for life with that old and grey
enchantress, the city of St. Margaret, of Cardinal Beaton, of Knox and
Andrew Melville, of Archbishop Sharp, and Samuel Rutherford. The nature
of life and education in a Scottish university is now, probably, better
understood in England than it used to be. Of the Scottish universities,
St. Andrews varies least, tho