xact analogies,
or convenient forms of his own devising. This source of
fault will in due time exhaust itself, though flowing freely
at present.... You may fairly anticipate for him a bright
career. Allow me, before I close, one suggestion which
assumes for itself the wisdom of experience and the
sincerity of the best intention. You must not entrust your
son with a full knowledge of his superiority over other
boys. Let him discover this as he proceeds. The love of
excellence is far beyond the love of excelling; and if he
should once be bewitched into a mere ambition to surpass
others I need not urge that the very quality of his
knowledge would be materially injured, and that his
character would receive a stain of a more serious
description still....

And again, when Charles was leaving Richmond, he wrote:

"Be assured that I shall always feel a peculiar interest in
the gentle, intelligent, and well-conducted boy who is now
leaving us."

Although his father had been a Westminster boy, Charles was, for some
reason or other, sent to Rugby. The great Arnold, who had, one might
almost say, created Rugby School, and who certainly had done more for
it than all his predecessors put together, had gone to his rest, and
for four years the reins of government had been in the firm hands of
Dr. Tait, afterwards Archbishop of Canterbury. He was Headmaster
during the whole of the time Charles was at Rugby, except the last
year, during which Dr. Goulburn held that office. Charles went up in
February, 1846, and he must have found his new life a great change
from his quiet experiences at Richmond. Football was in full swing,
and one can imagine that to a new boy "Big-side" was not an unalloyed
delight. Whether he distinguished himself as a "dropper," or ever beat
the record time in the "Crick" run, I do not know. Probably not; his
abilities did not lie much in the field of athletics. But he got on
capitally with his work, and seldom returned home without one or more
prizes. Moreover, he conducted himself so well that he never had to
enter that dreaded chamber, well known to _some_ Rugbeians, which
is approached by a staircase that winds up a little turret, and
wherein are enacted scenes better imagined than described.

[Illustration: Archbishop Tait. _From a photograph by
Messrs. Elliott and Fry_]

A schoolboy's letter home is not, usually, remarkable for the
int