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Thou hearest the immortal chants of old! But I remember him, in an English setting, and on the slopes of English hills. In the year 1858, as a child of seven, I was an inmate of a little school kept at Ambleside, by Miss Anne Clough, the poet's sister, afterward the well-known head of Newnham College, Cambridge, and wisest leader in the cause of women.
After a fortnight student Reynolds recovered sufficiently to be sent to Denver, there to complete his work of recovering from his wound. President Newnham also saw to it that Reynolds was well repaid for his services. The camp moved on. Soon Lineville was sighted from the advanced camp of the engineers.
With these he took sweeping views of the near-by hills to the westward. "The scoundrels haven't gotten in at close quarters yet, sir," Reade reported to President Newnham. "At least, I can't make out a sign of them on the high ground that commands this camp." "This whole business of an armed attack on us is most incomprehensible to me," remarked Mr. Newnham.
But if only only I could turn them into money, it might fulfil the big ambition of my life and send me to Newnham, without troubling father for a penny! Can you wonder that I feel impatient with watches and chains when I think of that?" "I am sorry, my dear. I did not understand. I apologise!" said Lady Hayes promptly.
"It was the Long Vacation before last," said the Girton girl, "and I went on a reading-party to Bantry Bay, with Wyndham and Toole of Somerville, and Clare of Lady Margaret's. Leighton coached us." "Dear me! With all these young men, my dear?" asked the maiden aunt. "They were all women of my year, except Miss Leighton of Newnham, who was our coach," answered the Girton girl composedly. "Dear me!
"I can understand why President Newnham, of the S. B. & L., recommended these young men so extravagantly. They're full of force and absolutely free from self-conceit." Finally the party motored back towards the camp.
I think we might hit on something more subtle," Darsie ruminated, with her eyes on the ceiling. Her reputation of being the Newnham belle remained unchallenged after two separate incursions of Freshers.
The next moment Sir Walter, Captain Dawe, and a dozen bold fellows from Newnham swarmed through the hedge and down the bank, and dashed upon Jerome and his men. "Cut them down, lads!" cried Raleigh. "Every one is a priest of Spain or a traitor; don't spare the vermin!"
Newnham likely to make much of a shake-up?" asked Watson, one of the college-boy draughtsmen. "I've never met him," Tom answered, "and I don't know. We're going along at grand old speed, and Mr. Newnham had better let things run just as they're going now, if he wants to see the S.B. & L. open for traffic within charter time."
Leading the way into the tent where Harry Hazelton and his draughting force were at work, Tom announced: "Gentlemen, Mr. Newnham, president of the S.B. & L., wishes to look over the reports and the maps with me. You may lay off until called back to work." As the others filed out of the tent, Tom made Harry a sign to remain.
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