occupant of the rooms of Pilgarlic at Pembroke, or of the rooms, at 'Varsity, of Veirschole the Vindicator of Ve1ocipedes, for instance, while he has no respect for the hallowedness of the chambers he occupies, and cannot understand anybody else as having the slightest interest in them, is always ready to show these chambers, and he is not only wiIIing, but anxious, that some artist should go to Oxford to portray them, in a black and white manner.
In the chambers themselves black, by the way, usually predominates over white; while solid comfort, of a dingy sort, pervades, adjusts, sustains the whole.
One Head of one College, perhaps it is as well not to mention his name, or his title, or the name of his College, at a dinner, on a certain very hot August night, in Oxford, in 1899, confessed that in his own institution, with which he had been associated as Student, as Scholar, as Fellow, and as Ruler, for nearly fifty years, were a certain set of rooms assigned, by tradition, to a certain voluminous author generally known as Anonymous, and familiarly called, for short, Anon. But, when Anon occupied those chambers, why Anon occupied those chambers, or if Anon ever did occupy those chambers, or any chambers in the College, or why anybody should care to learn what cham-
