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Bottonly, Sharpe, Harrop, Lewis, Anderson, Haigh,
Gessiles, Battye, Clifford (forwards).
Umpires-Nomads:-R. M.Yetts. Huddersfield:-
J. B. Ogden.

Hockey.

THE COMMON ROOM MATCH.

To give anything like an accurate and detailed account of a game that was played three weeks ago on an extremely cold day, which rendered note-taking unpleasant and impracticable, is of course out of the question. The game was a success from the point of view of the School; but the Common Room were at a disadvantage from the absence of Mr. Ford and Mr. Leaf, and the School won a very easy victory by 5 goals to nil.

When matters had been commenced by a bully between Mr. Alford Mr. Alford and Cheales, a combined attack of masters, assisted by some brilliant passing confined us to our own territory, and on several occasions Common Room seemed about to score, but the vigilance of our behinds averted the ill-omened occurrence. After some good passing on our part Cheales got away and from that point our success began, for Firth got the first goal for us about ten minutes after the beginning of the game. Soon afterwards one of the School had a shot at goal, but the ball passed just on the other side. Then Common Room led by Mr. Alford and Mr. Bailey, and assisted by some good passing took the ball into our quarters and had a shot at our goal, but Lazenby cleverly diverted it. Then Bull led off, and after some struggling obtained a second point; which Cheales supplemented by another. Soon after this change came and our notes here ceased. Firth, who had played a brilliant game throughout, obtained the 4th goal for us-though Mr. Way and Mr. Alford worked hard to keep the School away. Common Room were now trying to make up for lost time, and Messrs. Bailey, Horner and Way, gave our wings a good deal of exercise; but superior condition prevailed and after a good deal of enthusiasm and vigour on either side, the match was brought to a conclusion by Keeling, who obtained a fifth goal: and nothing occurred afterwards.

On the whole the result shows that we had, and should have had the best of the game, even had the masters been able to play their full strength. For

the Common Room some very fine play was exhibited by Mr. Ashwin, Mr. Horner, and Mr. Way; and Mr. Alford was at times irresistible. Mr. Bambridge, when he got the ball, showed his powers to advantage, but the ball did not often consent to come within his reach. For the School Keeling, Cheales, and Firth, were capital, and our passing was at times very good, though we think Common Room held us there on the whole. Padwick, Preston, and Bull also played up well, and our success was in a large measure due to their energy and vigilance. The teams were

as follows:

THE COMMON ROOM :-Rev. P. E. Raynor (back), Rev. J. P. Way (-back), W. S. Bambridge, W. L. Giles, H. B. Horner, W. H. Madden (wings), Rev. T. N. Hart-Smith, E. G. Ashwin (-backs), H. Bailey, R. Alford, R. G. Durrant (forwards).

THE SCHOOL-F. Lazenby (back), F. MeyrickJones (-back), F. E. Bull, F. G. Padwick, E. C. C. Firth, H. F. Hayhurst (wings), E. M. Harvey, H. F. Davie (-backs), H. T. Keeling (captain), J. P. Cheales, C. S. Preston (forwards).

WAY'S v. LEAF'S.

Way's

Played on Thursday, February 28th. suffered great loss in the absence of their captain, Firth, and Chambers was also away, while Leaf's were playing without C. S. Preston and Stanton. Neither side had the advantage, as in the previous game, of their House-Master's assistance. Way's, beginning down the hill, invaded their opponent's territory, and after some play in the middle Bett made a shot at goal, which was not allowed. The same player soon afterwards repeated his attack, and this time with success. This reverse put Leaf's upon their mettle, and by some good passing they attacked Way's goal, which ultimately fell to a good shot from Bull. Ends were now changed, and the play remained chiefly at the lower end of the ground. Several attacks were made by Leaf's, but the opposing backs managed to get the ball away at every attempt. A combined rush of Way's wings and forwards then carried the ball to the other end of the ground, and a splendid charge by Bett gained Way's their second goal. The rest of the play continued in the neighbourhood of the lower goal, which was well defended on several occasions by Meyrick-Jones, until the call of time left Way's winners by two goals to one.

A HOUSE GAMES.

A House (with Masters) against Mr. Leaf's, played January 29th, resulted in a victory for Mr. Leaf's by 3 goals to 2.

A House (with Masters) were defeated by Mr. Way's on February 27th. In spite of Mr. Way's valuable assistance A House were only able to score 1 goal against 6 obtained by their opponents.

Without the assistance of Masters or Prefects, the A House XI have played one or two games. Against the Bradleian they were victorious by 5 goals to 1. Neil and Tinsley scored 2 goals each for A House; for the Bradleian, Poynton's hitting was clean and serviceable to his side-De Winton scored their only goal at the last moment.

Against a team from Dr. Fergus' and Mr. Preston's, A House have contended for two days. On the first day each side got 1 goal; Lascelles played well for A House, Rowell did good service for the OutBoarders. In the return match A House were beaten, failing to score, while their opponents got 2 goals.

The Rifle Corps.

The appeal to support this School institution has been fairly taken up. We have got altogether something over thirty recruits, but we still need more who have the gifts of height and muscle, to make us on our public appearances away from Marlborough a body really representative of the School. A new series of recruit drills will begin shortly for the members of Common Room who have joined, and any others who may resolve to take advantage of the opportunity.

Shooting is carried on with great vigour; there is always a full complement at the Butts. Members are strongly urged to work hard this term, especially at position drill as described in the red book, on Musketry Instructions, and the Rifle Shot's Manual. Good shooting is impossible without a steady and persistent course of this preliminary practice.

The kind gift of J. A. Bourdillon, Esq. (O.M.), ought to have been mentioned before; an apology is due to him for the oversight. The Morris Tube,

which he has presented to the corps, has already been used a good deal; we are only waiting for a second one, which has been ordered, and a fresh supply of ammunition to organize regular squads to shoot at the targets by the Mound.

The term is getting on so those who are anxious to win distinction should throw themselves into the work. A weeding process will have ere long to be com menced at the end of the next few weeks the most likely shots will probably be picked out.

One of the old iron targets having been battered into holes, a new canvass and paper one is being erected. The "ringing bull" will be missed; but other advantages will come to balance the loss.

We hope to organize a sham fight or some expedition later on, but only if enough interest be shewn in drills, &c, to make it worth while.

There will be bayonet exercise most nights after tea, either in gymnasium or the court.

Natural Bistory Society.

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ON Thursday, February 14th, J. A. Bourdillon, Esq., read a paper on Bengal as it is." The lecturer's high official position in the Presidency entitled him to speak with authority on the subject, and he was listened to with close attention as he described the mountains, rivers, jungles, climate, people, and distribution of population, and village communities in Bengal. Mr. Bourdillon then passed on to the various religious sects, languages, and dress; and retailing some of the results of the last census in Bengal, for the taking of which he was responsible to Government, somewhat startled his audience by the information that if they were natives of India they would mostly by this time be the fathers of families or widowers. A just tribute to the character of the natives, so often misunderstood by casual observers, brought to its close a paper which fully deserved the high praise which the Master gave it in returning the thanks of the meeting to the lecturer. The lecture was illustrated with two excellent maps, and afterwards two volumes of admirable photographs still further exemplified what Mr. Bourdillon had said.

The Bradleian was unusually crowded. Members, 45; School, 97; visitors, 26. Total, 168.

Art Society.

This Society held its first meeting this term on Thursday, Feb. 21st. A large audience assembled to hear Mr. Baker's lecture upon "Life in Ancient Egypt," with magic lantern illustrations.

The President remarked that so few members joined the Society at the beginning of the term that he had been obliged to make a special appeal to the School. About thirty had responded to this appeal so that the lectures could be carried on; but when an interesting lecture was announced he was beset by applications for tickets from non-members. He thought that those who were so eager to reap the fruits of the Society's labours were bound to lend it more efficient support by becoming members, and hoped that a larger number would join next term. In strictness each member was entitled to bring one friend, or sometimes two. As the Society had lost its first meeting through lack of support, he hoped to make it up by a field-day towards the end of term, if weather should be favourable. He drew attention to the reduced casts which had been purchased from the funds of the Society and which had found a temporary resting-place in the Bradleian. They were the figures of Lorenzo and Giuliano de'Medici, from the Medicean monument at Florence, the work of Michael Angelo. The personages represented were comparatively insignificant, they had no claim to distinction, except their lineal connection with Lorenzo the Magnificent, and the fact that one of them was the father of the notorious Catharine de Medici-a doubtful honour. They were plainly not likenesses"Who will care, a hundred years hence, to know what the princes looked like ?" was the sculptor's own ironical comment upon the question of likeness -but ideals, setting forth the imagined semblances of princely authority. They show us what Michael Angelo would have liked his patrons to be, rather than what they actually were. The one, bare-headed, carries a general's staff, and looks round with a conscious air of command; the other, leaning his head on his hand, looks forward into the future, and seems lost in profound thought. They seem to embody types of statesmanship, the active and the meditative; it is, perhaps, characteristic of the mood of Michael Angelo that the second is far more striking and suggestive than the first.

The gas was then turned down, and Mr. Baker began his lecture. There were upwards of 40 slides exhibited, all drawn and coloured by the lecturer, who, not content with drawing material from the ordinary text-books, had devoted a part of his holidays to studying and copying the original monuments in the British Museum. From the first slide of the series to the last the audience were delighted with the beauty of the illustrations no less than with the lucid and amusing commentary of the lecturer. Striking scenes, with broad and powerful effects; the time-worn and storm-battered countenance of the Sphinx; the solitary pair of seated kings, one of whom bore the name of the "vocal Memnon," rising from the waste

of waters against the hills tinged with the purple of sunset; the weird cat-headed divinities, gleaming out from the imperfect moonlight like giant ghosts; the four colossal statues of Rameses, sitting before his rock-hewn temple at Abou Simbel; the majestic avenue of the Hall of Columns from Karnak,—such studies of temple, statue, and landscape were interspersed with others painted with the minutest accuracy of detail, dealing with common life, with ploughing and reaping, with driving, hunting, and fishing, with chair-making and glass manufacture, with dinner-parties and morning calls. No one who saw the Egyptian ladies at a banquet will forget how they too love flowers, and how oddly their passion is insisted on by the painter; no one who saw the family fowling-party will read the School rule, which forbids "squalers," without recalling what a venerable but effective weapon the "squaler" is. It would be unjust to the lecturer to give a précis of his lecture apart from the pictures which illustrated his words; enough to say that not the least welcome words were those of the conclusion, that the subject was far from exhausted and that the speaker proposed to renew it on a future occasion when he should have prepared more slides.

The Master then returned the thanks of the meeting to Mr. Baker, and the proceedings closed.

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PARODY.

MARCH 19TH, 1881.

ALL learned men, we believe, have been floored, when asked for a definition of wit, in the modern sense of the word. We will not volunteer to fall foul of the same stumbling-block. But whatever wit is, parody is one of the most singular and amusing of its ebullitions.

The extreme antiquity of parody is one of its peculiar features. Almost before Homer breathed his last his noble Iliad was travestied. Some few may have had the keen pleasure of reading the Battle of the Frogs and Mice,-which (despite that thrice accursed plague of modern thinkers who give it a modern date), we humbly maintain to be extremely ancient. The mock heroic gravity of the genealogies of Cheese-nibbler, Puff-cheek, Potvisitor, armed with needles and encased with helmet of chick-pea' pods, is extremely quaint and funny. Nor was the Odyssey spared; some sacrilegious reader, again in parody of Homer, opens thus: 'Sing, Muse, the banquet rich and sumptuous,' and describes each course with exquisite wit; some few lines we must quote

But I ate nought, I was so full before,
Till that lovely child of Ceres saw

PRICE 3d.

A large sweet round and yellow cake: how then
Could I from such a dish, my friends, abstain ?
Had I ten mouths, ay, and as many hands

A brazen stomach eke with brazen bands, They all would on that lovely cake have sprung. Parody surprisingly degenerated between those good old days and the present century. One name, Scarron, need only be mentioned to be censured; his Travesty of Vergil has little wit and much vulgarity. Only one really worthy specimen of this long interval is "The Splendid Shilling" of John Philips; which is a close parody of Milton. Some few lines we subjoin-he commences:

Happy the man, who, void of cares and strife
In silken or in leathern purse retains

A splendid shilling! he nor hears with pain New oysters cried, nor sighs for cheerful ale. and continues :

But I, whom griping penury surrounds
And hunger, sure attendant upon want,
With scanty offals and small acid tiff

(Wretched repast!) my meagre corpse sustain;

and after caricaturing Milton's long and high-sounding names with considerable wit, won considerable fame. Dr. Johnson was rather nettled by this attempt to degrade the sounding words and stately construction of Milton.'

Some of us may have had the bad fortune to stumble on a frivolous and flippant parody of the Te Deum, addressed to George I; those that have not, beware. Parody is here of course vastly out of place. It is profanation and desecration to intrude. the brilliance of flippant wit into subjects which appeal to our sense of reverence and decorum. Many such efforts have been made and "damned with faint praise; " as they deserved.

But this age has entered more into the spirit of parody. Most of us are familiar with the "Knife Grinder," that annihilated English sapphics, and everyone of course knows the "Rejected Addresses,' which are exquisite satire without personality, without scurrility and without profanity. The authors boast that none of the authors imitated felt the least soreness. Of course there is a gentility and delicacy in parody, and the absence of this mars the lustre of the brightest genius.

The Macbeth Travestie, by Momus Medlar, is not so worthy as some: the soliloquy to the dagger is thus produced

My stars

in the air here's a knife!

I'm sure it cannot be a hum;

I'll catch at the handle, add's life

And then I shall not cut my thumb.

I've got him! No; at him again;
Come, come, I'm not fond of these jokes:
This must be some blade of the brain,
Those witches are given to hoax.

Byron's sentiments with regard to life and man -that degraded mass of animated dust-appear in "Cui Bono" with an epigrammatic conclusion:

Thinking is but an idle waste of thought,

And nought is everything and everything is nought. We would we had more space to quote from the "Rejected Addresses," but probably they are familiar to most of us, and the rest have a pleasure in store.

Bon Gaultier's ballads contain some fair attempts at parody, but not so good as the 'Rejected addresses.' For Gaultier had too much true poetry to write good parody, and he studies the introduction of slang, where it does not harmonize happily with the goodness of some of his poetry. The ballads include six poems, or imitations, professing to be by candidates for the Laureateship, on the death of Southey. Macaulay, of course, is shown up, but the passage is too long to quote. Our readers should

refer to it. In the lay of Mr. Colt, Macaulay also is

rudely and tastelessly parodied. These few lines will best recall their original:

"When fires of smoking pumpkin

Upon the table stand,
And bowls of black molasses

Go round from hand to hand.
When slap jacks maple-sugared
Are hissing in the pan,

And cyder with a dash of gin

Foams in the social can:

When the good man wets his whistle,

And the good man scolds the child," etc. We But we turn to a much more happy attempt. allude to the well-known pseudo-criticism on the Biglow Papers, in truly Carlylean style. It com

mences

"Speech is silver, silence is golden. No utterance more Orphic than this. While, therefore, as highest author, we reverence him whose works continue heroically unwritten, we have also our hopeful word for those who with pen (from wing of goose, loud cackling or Seraph God-commissioned) record the thing that is revealed. The author he styles

O purblind, well-meaning, altogether fuscous MelesigenesWilbur, there are things in him incommunicable by stroke of birch. Did it ever enter that old bewildered head of thne that there was the possibility of the Infinite in him. But on him the Eumenides have looked, not Xantippes of the pit, snake-tressed, finger-threatening, but radiantly calm as on antique gems: For him, paws impatient the winged courser of the gods, champing unwelcome bit : Him the starry deeps, the empyrean glooms, and far-flashing splendours await."

And now to turn to one, whose melancholy death has but lately been lamented-the talented Calverley. His parody of Baron Tennyson's Brook is one of the happiest parodies we know. As it has been quoted about a hundred times in newspapers lately, we are ashamed to repeat it in our columns.

The very rhythm and sparkle of the original is reproduced in this stanza:

"I loiter down by thorp and town

For any job I'm willing;

Take here and there a dusty brown,
And here and there a shilling.'

and again

I steal from th' parson's strawberry plots, I hide by th' parson's covers;

I teach the sweet young housemaid what's The art of trapping lovers.

and last of all

But out again I come and shew
My face, nor care a stiver :

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