I suppose some one may say, "Oh, but the trouble of collecting small sums annually, would be enormous!" I grant it. But surely we, who pretend to have the real interest of our school at heart, will not be deterred from advancing those interests as much as possible, by a question of mere trouble. If so, we must, indeed, be lukewarm, and the College might well say, 'Save me from my friends.' No, let us take for our motto, 'What is worth doing at all, is worth doing well.'

I will now briefly give the outline of a scheme which seems quite practicable, provided we are not frightened by the trouble. Let an account be opened at some Bank, called the 'Cheltonian Fund,' Let circulars be printed, and sent to as many of the old Collegians as possible, requesting them, if they approve the plan, to pay their entrance fee of one guinea, as soon as possible; also, let them be requested to send an address, which will always find them.

A certain sum of the money thus collected must go as our first year's income, according to the amount collected, and the future prospects; let the remainder be invested. The next year's income will then be drawn from either the Voluntary Donations or Annual Subscriptions, whichever may be adopted. Then every year we may calculate upon 20 or 30 more members from those who leave the College; so that, both our invested Fund and our Income will be continually on the increase.

As regards the expending the money, I would say nothing except this:—It must go to aid every interest. Every interest should have its one or more representatives on the Committee.

I have named this plan to a few of the old Collegians, and it has met with general approval. The only answer to it is,-'Oh, but the trouble and the bother.' I will be delighted to take my share of both, and write to as many old Collegians as I know of. I will give myself the task of appealing to the army portion,' for their support, with 'head-centres' at the leading large towns; and in India much may be done. Still more may be accomplished by undivided action. If men would only send the address of any old Cheltonians they may happen to know of, I shall be delighted to receive such directions; and I may say the same for Mr. N. Baker, and Mr. M. James. By these means, and united action, I have no doubt, in time, a Fund may be raised worthy of the object. I confess to having visions of Old Cheltonian Scholarships at the University or Woolwich, and various bright gleams of future greatness.

These remarks have far exceeded my original intention, as regards length, but the importance of the subject, and my own interest in it, must be my excuse.

Translation.

FREDERIC R. PRICE.

3

VIRG. GEORG. IV. 967–527.

Yea, the Toenarian gulf, high gate of hell

And forest shadowed with a nameless dread
He passed, and sought their monarch, witting well
What pity have the dead.

But at the marvel of the song he sang
Up from all Erebus about his way
A melancholy troop, thin shades up sprang,
And ghosts that knew not day.

As many as the myriad birds that light

And throng the grove with plumage multiform,
Quitting the bare hill upon lonely night,

Or flying from the storm.

Matrons and men they flocked in one surprise,
Ghosts of forgotten heroes, girls unwed,
And sons that once before their fathers' eyes
Were numbered with the dead.

Who, pent within a sea of sullen mire

Lament lost life with fruitless sorrowing,

For stronger Styx constrains their strong desire,
Nine times encompassing.

Then surely marvelled all the home of Death,

The stern snake-crowned sisters gazed their fill,

Astonished Cerberus held a triple breath,

Ixion's wheel was still,

And now by every peril of the way
Leading his bride, a bootless comforter,
Close on the portals of recovered day,
He turned and looked on her.

O sudden frenzy on the unthinking sent!

O luckless lord and bride beloved too well!
O crime for pity, not for punishment,
Had pity place in hell.

Then in one moment lost his toil for aye,
Defiance bidden to the imperial rule,
And three times sullen thunder terribly
Boomed o'er the Stygian pool.

Whence, whence, she cried, such madness, lo they call,
The cruel fates, they call me back from thee,
And sleep is on my swimming eyes, and all
My life departs from me.

And now farewell; from thy embrace I pass,
Drawn deep into the mighty dark alone--
I stretch my hands to thee-too weak alas!
And I no more thine own.

He caught in vain at immaterial night,
He cried in vain to irresponsive air;

He knew the pale ghost passing from his sight,
What had he but despair?

Ah wedded twice-twice widowed of his love,
What should he do and whither should he go;
Or with what music hope again to move
Divinities below?

For seven long months in unillumined caves,
Taming fierce beasts, and leading oaks along,

He sat by Strymon's solitary waves,

And wept his soul in song.

With such a grief for her lost brood forlorn
Laments all night the piteous nightingale,

And pours herself from even unto morn,
In one melodious wail,

Alone Hyperborean ice, alone,

Pacing the snowy steppes of Tanais,
For lost Eurydice he made his moan,
And the vain boon of Dis.

Until the jealous Thracian dames at last

Broke with shrill shout upon his amorous dream,
And in their frenzy tore his corse, and cast
His head into the stream.

Then o'er Oeagrian Hebrus faintly borne,
Oeagrian Hebrus gathering to the sea,
Echoed the last sigh of that voice forlorn,
'Ah lost Eurydice!'

C.C.R.V

The following Cups will be competed for by Members of the Rifle Corps during this half:

The Challenge Cup.-Presented by Old Collegians. Two Cups.-One presented by the late Captain (J. Kinlock, Esq.), and the other by Mr. Arthur Jack. A Pewter.-Presented by the Captain for the most regular attendance at Position Drill and at the Butts. The Fines' Cup.-Which will be given for the best Average. The Recruits' Cup. The Ex-Captains' Cup.-Presented by the Ex-Captains of the Corps.

Now that the new rifles have come we hope to see more fellows join the Corps, as size will not be of so much importance with the short Five-grooved Rifle, as it hitherto has been with the Long Enfield, and we strongly recommend those fellows who do nothing on half-holidays but walk about with their hands in their pockets and visit the grub-stalls, to join either the Rifle Corps or the Boat Club, if not for their own good, for that of the College.

The seven candidates who went up from this College for Woolwich have all passed. Their order being :

There were 56 vacancies. The top mark obtained was 6,400; the lowest which secured admission was 2,759.

In the Mathematical Tripos, C. James was 11th wrangler, P. Jackson 33rd wrangler; Brook Smith top of the Senior Optimes, Sams among the Junior Optimes.

C. Butler, C. A. Coles, F. Graham, and S. W. F. SpencerStanhope obtained Commissions, without purchase, at the last examination at Sandhurst.

Prizes.

The following is a list of the prizes gained in the Christmas Examinations.