The Powder of Sympathy

The Powder of Sympathy

The Powder of Sympathy

The Powder of Sympathy

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When in October, 1910, we arrived, in a hansom, at the sombre gate of New College, Oxford; trod for the first time through that most impressive of all college doorways, hidden in its walled and winding lane; timidly accosted Old Churchill, the whiskered porter, most dignitarian and genteel of England's Perfect Servants; and bad our novice glimpse of that noble Front Quad where the shadow of the battlemented roof lies patterned across the turf--we were as innocently hopeful, modestly anxious for learning and eager to do the right thing in this strange, thrilling environment as ever any young American who went looking for windmills. No human being (shrewd observers have remarked) is more beautifully solemn than the ambitious Young . . .

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