tell my parlor mates some jokes on Charles Kingsley which occured when he was at the College not long since, and perhaps they will amuse you, so I will tell them. Pres. Raymond says that Kingsley was at his ease but once while he was here, and that was after his lecture was over when, the Canon wishing to smoke, the Pres. took him into his study. There Kingsley jumped upon the table and with his legs dangling and arm resting on the table he talked fluently at will and seemed perfectly at ease. The next morning Prof. Orton was to show him over the College, but soon after breakfast Miss
Terry happening to look out of her window saw him speeding down to the
horsecars, satchel in hand, literally running away, having said nothing to
anyone about going. But for a bashful man it must have been very trying
to have to be the lion at the would be English dinners and suppers the Pres. and Miss Terry lavished upon him.
It has quite discouraged me from coming back another year since
I find that you expect me to graduate with an honor. For, as I have told
you repeatedly, there is not the slightest chance of my having one. I have
not worked for one, and In such a class as ours one must work with might
and main. Moreover I have no strong friends among