OXFORD DAYS;
OR,
HOW ROSS GOT HIS DEGREE.
By A RESIDENT M.A.
London:
SAMPSON LOW, MARSTON, SEARLE, & RIVINGTON,
CROWN BUILDINGS, 188, FLEET STREET.
1879.
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LONDON:
GILBERT AND RIVINGTON, PRINTERS,
ST. JOHN’S SQUARE.
“Oxford Days” is not shaped on the lines ofeither Verdant Green or Tom Brown at Oxford.Its purpose, rather, is to furnish a practical guideto all the features of University life; but it hasbeen thought that, by adopting the narrativeform, the dry bones of a handbook may be madeto live.
Oxford, 1879.
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CHAPTER I. | |
Gone to Oxford | 1 |
CHAPTER II. | |
An Oxford Sunday | 23 |
CHAPTER III. | |
The Freshman’s Term | 39 |
CHAPTER IV. | |
The Eights | 51 |
CHAPTER V. | |
The Long Vacation | 68 |
CHAPTER VI. | |
“The Flying Terms” | 77 |
CHAPTER VII. | |
A Reading Party | 88 |
CHAPTER VIII. | |
In the Thick of it | 120 |
CHAPTER IX. | |
The Close | 139 |
CHAPTER X. | |
Gown at Last | 149 |
There was a long discussion between the Vicarof Porchester and Mr. Ross, the lawyer, as theywalked together after evening service to thevicarage. Frank Ross was just eighteen, theeldest of six brothers. He was still at school,but it was time for him to go to the University.Oxford had been chosen—not from any notion ofsuperiority to Cambridge, but simply because ofschool and home associations. The difficulty wasthe choice of a college. The vicar—a well-to-dobachelor—an old Eton and Christ-Church man,advised his own college. But Mr. Ross wasfrightened. “Christ-Church” to him had ever[2]been a terror, and meant waste of time and money,in the shape of cards, drink, and horse-flesh; andall the