We believe we are speaking the sentiments of most of our readers, when we express our opinion, that no very keen regret is generally felt at leaving the College: indeed, it is scarcely possible that there should be. We are here but a short time; our companions are always changing; and we are looking forward to a scene totally different, as the scene of our real life; and yet it is scarcely possible to spend two years in a place, without having some pleasant recollections, either personal or localwithout wishing to have some momento of our life there. Such a momento is, we think, offered by THE OBSERVER,-a third volume of which we now bring forward. Many thanks we yield to our Contributors, but, in thanking them, we may remind them that they receive as well as give. The name of the Poet is on the column at which the world gazes; the Contributor doubles his share in the associations of our papers. Many thanks we yield to our Readers, but we may remind them that (unless our hopes err) they have thus purchased one pleasant recollection of Haileybury, to be cherished on the shores of India. So pass we on,some to active life; some to another term here: we to a fourth volume, a fourth fold in the tablet of memory. This hope only would we record that many here may write their names,-nor will they write them on sand. November, 1845. Lines upon an Accident to two Under-Graduates, on the River Cam, My Uncle Stapleton and his College Reminiscences (continued from .. Phaeton, a Legend of Olympus, by "Moonshine." The Literary Taste of the Age, by "C. X." Thoughts on Tobacco, by "U. N." Second Thoughts are best, by "Encore." .. :: ib. |