Thoroughly recruited by a week's rest, and additionally inspirited by the favorable result of the examination, I went down to London for a fortnight to deliver various letters of introduction and see a little of the Great Metropolis. It was the pleasantest and liveliest time of the year, the beginning of June, when even London boasts of a little sun, and the subterranean-looking wilderness of houses and interminable mazes of muddy streets are kindled up with a few stray beams. But I did not know people enough “in town” to dine out every day, and the stranger in London who does not is apt to find the time hang heavy on his hands—even if there is a general election going on as there then was; so before fifteen days had elapsed I was back again at Cambridge studying.

Studying in a vacation! Even so; for you may almost take it as a general rule that College regulations and customs in England are just the reverse of what they are in America. In America you rise and “recite” to your instructor who is seated; in England you sit and construe to him as he stands at his desk.