a senior man； was a supporter of ancient customs and of esprit de corps in college。 He fell in love for life with that old and grey enchantress； the city of St。 Margaret； of Cardinal Beaton； of Knox and Andrew Melville； of Archbishop Sharp； and Samuel Rutherford。 The nature of life and education in a Scottish university is now； probably； better understood in England than it used to be。 Of the Scottish universities； St。 Andrews varies least； though it varies much； from Oxford and Cambridge。 Unlike the others； Aberdeen； Glasgow； and Edinburgh； the United College of St。 Leonard and St。 Salvator is not lost in a large town。 The College and the Divinity Hall of St。 Mary's are a survival from the Middle Ages。 The University itself arose from a voluntary association of the learned in 1410。 Privileges were conferred on this association by Bishop Wardlaw in 1411。 It was intended as a bulwark against Lollard ideas。 In 1413 the Antipope Benedict XIII。； to whom Scotland then adhered； granted six bulls of confirmation to the new University。 Not till 1430 did Bishop Wardlaw give a building in South Street； the Paedagogium。 St。 Salvator's College was founded by Bishop Kennedy （1440…1466）： it was confirmed by Pius II。 in 1458。 Kennedy endowed his foundation richly with plate （a silver mace is still extant） and with gorgeous furniture and cloth of gold。 St。 Leonard's was founded by Prior Hepburn in 1512。 Of St。 Salvator's the ancient chapel still remains； and is in use。 St。 Leonard's was merged with St。 Salvator's in the last century： its chapel is now roofless； some of the old buildings remain； much modernised； but on the south side fronting the gardens they are still picturesque。 Both Colleges were； originally； places of residence for the students； as at Oxford and Cambridge； and the discipline； especially at St。 Leonard's； was rather monastic。 The Reformation caused violent changes； all through these troubled ages the new doctrines； and then the violent Presbyterian pretensions to clerical influence in politics； and the Covenant and the Restoration and Revolution； kept busy the dwellers in what should have been ‘quiet collegiate cloisters。' St。 Leonard's was more extreme； on Knox's side； than St。 Salvator's； but was also more devoted to King James in 1715。 From St。 Andrews Simon Lovat went to lead his abominable old father's clan； on the Prince Regent's side； in 1745。 Golf and archery； since the Reformation at least； were the chief recreations of the students； and the archery medals bear all the noblest names of the North； including those of Argyll and the great Marquis of Montrose。 Early in the present century the old ruinous college buildings of St。 Salvator's ceased to be habitable； except by a ghost！ There is another spectre of a noisy sort in St。 Leonard's。 The new buildings are mere sets of class…rooms； the students live where they please； generally in lodgings； which they modestly call bunks。 There is a hall for dinners in common； it is part of the buildings of the Union； a new hall added to an ancient house。
It was thus to a university with ancient associations； with a religio loci； and with more united and harmonious student…life than is customary in Scotland； that Murray came in 1881。 How clearly his biographer remembers coming to the same place； twenty years earlier！ how vivid is his memory of quaint streets； grey towers； and the North Sea breaking in heavy rollers on the little pier！
Though； like a descendant of Archbishop Sharp； and a winner of the archery medal； I boast myself Sancti Leonardi alumnus addictissimus； I am unable to give a description； at first hand； of student life in St。 Andrews。 In my time； a small set of ‘men' lived together in what was then St。 Leonard's Hall。 The buildings that remain on the site of Prior Hepburn's foundation； or some of them； were turned into a hall； where we lived together； not scattered in bunks。 The existence was mainly like that of pupils of a private tutor； seven… eighths of private tutor to one…eighth of a college in the English universities。 We attended the lectures in the University； we distinguished ourselves no more than Murray would have approved of； and many of us have remained united by friendship through half a lifetime。
It was a pleasant existence； and the perfume of buds and flowers in the old gardens； hard by those where John Knox sat and talked with James Melville and our other predecessors at St。 Leonard's； is fragrant in our memories。 It was pleasant； but St。 Leonard's Hall has ceased to be； and the life there was not the life of the free and hardy bunk…dwellers。 Whoso pined for such dissipated pleasures as the chill and dark streets of St。 Andrews offer to the gay and rousing blade； was not encouraged。 We were very strictly ‘gated；' though the whole society once got out of window； and； by way of protest； made a moonlight march into the country。 We attended ‘gaudeamuses' and solatiaUniversity suppersbut little； indeed； he who writes does not remember any such diversions of boys who beat the floor； and break the glass。 To plant the standard of cricket in the remoter gardens of our country； in a region devastated by golf； was our ambition； and here we had no assistance at all from the University。 It was chiefly at lecture； at football on the links； and in the debating societies that we met our fellow…students； like the celebrated starling； ‘we could not get out；' except to permitted dinners and evening parties。 Consequently one could only sketch student life with a hand faltering and untrained。 It was very different with Murray and his friends。 They were their own masters； could sit up to all hours； smoking； talking； and； I dare say； drinking。 As I gather from his letters； Murray drank nothing stronger than water。 There was a certain kind of humour in drink； he said； but he thought it was chiefly obvious to the sober spectator。 As the sober spectator； he sang of violent delights which have violent ends。 He may best be left to illustrate student life for himself。 The ‘waster' of whom he chants is the slang name borne by the local fast man。
THE WASTER SINGING AT MIDNIGHT。 AFTER LONGFELLOW。
Loud he sang the song Ta Phershon For his personal diversion； Sang the chorus U…pi…dee； Sang about the Barley Bree。
In that hour when all is quiet Sang he songs of noise and riot； In a voice so loud and queer That I wakened up to hear。
Songs that distantly resembled Those one hears from men assembled In the old Cross Keys Hotel； Only sung not half so well。
For the time of this ecstatic Amateur was most erratic； And he only hit the key Once in every melody。
If 〃he wot prigs wot isn't his'n Ven he's cotched is sent to prison；〃 He who murders sleep might well Adorn a solitary cell。
But； if no obliging peeler Will arrest this midnight squealer； My own peculiar arm of might Must undertake the job to…night。
The following fragment is but doubtfully autobiographical。 ‘The swift four…wheeler' seldom devastates the streets where； of old； the Archbishop's jackmen sliced Presbyterian professors with the claymore； as James Melville tells us：…
TO NUMBER 27x。
Beloved Peeler！ friend and guide And guard of many a midnight reeler； None worthier； though the world is wide； Beloved Peeler。
Thou from before the swift four…wheeler Didst pluck me； and didst thrust aside A strongly built provision…dealer
Who menaced me with blows； and cried ‘Come on！ come on！' O Paian； Healer； Then but for thee I must have died； Beloved Peeler！
The following presentiment； though he was no ‘waster；' may very well have been his own。 He was only half Scotch； and not at all metaphysical：…
THE WASTER'S PRESENTIMENT
I shall be spun。 There is a voice within Which tells me plainly I am all undone； For though I toil not； neither do I spin； I shall be spun。
April approaches。 I have not begun Schwegler or Mackintosh； nor will begin Those lucid works till April 21。
So my degree I do not hope to win； For not by ways like mine degrees are won； And though； to please my uncle； I go in； I shall be spun。
Here we must quote； from The Scarlet Gown； one of his most tender pieces of affectionate praise bestowed on his favourite city：…
A DECEMBER DAY
Blue； blue is the sea to…day； Warmly the light Sleeps on St。 Andrews Bay … Blue； fringed with white。
That's no December sky！ Surely ‘tis June Holds now her state on high； Queen of the noon。
Only the tree…tops bare Crowning the hill； Clear…cut in perfect air； Warn us that still
Winter； the aged chief； Mighty in power； Exiles the tender leaf； Exiles the flower。
Is there a heart to…day； A heart that grieves For flowers that fade away； For fallen leaves？
Oh； not in leaves or flowers Endures the charm That clothes those naked towers With love…light warm。
O dear St。 Andrews Bay； Winter or Spring Gives not nor takes away Memories that cling
All round thy girdling reefs； That walk thy shore； Memories of joys and griefs Ours evermore。
‘I have NOT worked for my classes this session；' he writes （1884）； ‘and shall not take any places。' The five or six most distinguished pupils used； at least in my time； to receive prize…books decorated with the University's arms。 These prize…men； no doubt； held the ‘places' alluded to by Murray。 If HE was idle； ‘I speak of him but brotherly；' having never held any ‘place' but that of second to Mr。 Wallace； now Professor of Moral Philosophy at Oxford； in the Greek Class （Mr。 Sellar's）。 Why was one so idle； in Latin （Mr。 Shairp）； in Morals （Mr。 Ferrier）； in Logic （Mr。 Veitch）？ but Logic was unintelligible。
‘I must confess；' remarks Murray； in a similar spirit of pensive regret； ‘that I have not had any ambition to distinguish myself either in Knight's （Moral Philosophy） or in Butler's。' ｛1｝
Murray then speaks with some acrimony about earnest students； whose motive； he thinks； is a small ambition。 But surely a man may be fond of metaphysics for the sweet sake of Queen Entelechy； and； moreover； these students looked forward to days in which real work would bear fruit。
‘You must grind up the opinions of Plato； Aristotle； and a lot of other men； concerning things about which they knew nothing； and we know nothing； taking these opinions at