102 A REVIVING UNIVERSITY.
was hindered by the Duke of Cumberland, "who told the King that it was impossible that a man who had suffered so much could ever forget or forgive it." 1 1 is garden and grotto were at the back of the Chape;!. The grotto has disappeared with its " petrified stocks of trees," unless perchance some remains of it are seen in a small building, which looks like a private chapel, and which might have been transformed by that ingenious collector of curiosities, the Colonel. The plane tree survived till about the beginning of the century. An old gentleman still living was told by his grandfather that in the branches a wooden platform had been built, on which tea-parties were held.' 2 I remember seeing in my boyhood a similar platform in a large willow-tree overhanging Isaac Walton's sedgy Lea. That the good people of St. Andrews have not in their traditions made Johnson drink a dozen or two cups of tea in this airy summer-house is a proof either of their truthfulness or of the slug- gishness of their imagination.
Every Scotchman, it was said long ago, thought it his duty once in his life to visit " the city of the scarlet gown " and to see the ruins of the great cathedral/' No longer, happily, is the mind of the pil- grim " filled with mournful images and ineffectual wishes ; " no longer does he see "a University pining in decay and struggling for life ; " no longer does he wander through grass-grown streets, listening to the sound of his own solitary steps. The town is thriving and animated; the University sees the number of its students steadily increasing. It had long been depressed by poverty ; but a noble endowment happily has this very year ' fallen to its lot. If it can never hope to attain to those stately avenues and lawns and gardens and buildings, as beautiful as they are venerable, which are the boast of Oxford, nevertheless in the bracing pureness of its air, in its fine situation on the shores of the northern sea, in its seclusion from that bustle which distracts the student's life, and from that luxury which too often makes poverty, however honest, hang its head, it has advantages which are not enjoyed by any other of our Universities.
1 G. M. lierkeley's Poems, p. coxii. is told of some people who were at St. Andrews
2 This piece of information I owe to the for only one nighl, and who, rather than miss kindness of Mr. J. Mailland Anderson, the l.i- the ruins, saw them " by the light of an old horn braiian of the University. lantern."
3 In G. M. Herkeley's PMIHS, p. Ivi, a story ' Written in 1889.