collar, we are told. His appearance was juvenile in the extreme; and Hobhouse alluded to his pretty, girlish looks, his quiet voice, and his gentle, shy manner. Even in later life he was spoken of as "a middle-aged cherub "and as "a little downy owl." But there was a good deal that was manly, and very manly, behind it all.
Arthur Penrhyn Stanley, who was two years ahead of him, and who was attached to him from the beginning, pronounced him a most disputatious youth.
It does not seem to be possible to discover, now, where, as a disputatious youth, as a shy Tutor, as a quiet-voiced Fellow, as a middle-aged, cherubic Professor, Jowett roomed at Balliol; but from 1870, for over twenty years, he naturally occupied, and, naturally, he ornamented, the Master's Lodge.
Many are the stories told of Jowett in Oxford, to this day, the generality of them being amusing and apocryphal. One of the most popular, and no doubt the most apocryphal, of these stories, is to this effect: A certain irreverent and waggish undergraduate not probably of Balliol showing to a group of visiting friends Jowett's College, thus spoke: "There is the Library; there the Chapel; there is the Buttery; there is the Master's Lodge; and there" throwing a stone
