ACLAND, Burdon Sanderson, Osier; and if to these we add—in a chair closely allied to theirs—George Rolleston, we look upon a procession of men of rare distinction of character and accomplishments; and each in his very dis tinction different from the others. Of such children Oxford may well be proud. For if Osler by birth was a Canadian, and in much of his life American, yet his temper and culture were also of the best Oxford could give; Oxford whose gifts are lavished abroad far beyond the narrow limits of her own walls. Thus Osier, “after a sleep and a forgetting,” and “trailing clouds of glory” from the old West Country of his fathers, came to Oxford as to a spiritual home. And Oxford took him to her heart as her own; there, as one of her own, he rested; but bringing with him, as gifts from the New World, an openness and simplicity of mind and conversation, a frankness and gener osity of temper, a freedom from the frost and weight of custom, and a pioneer's command of affairs which made him as delightful a fellow-worker as he was clear-sighted and effectual. Children loved him, for in him they found the best part of themselves. Osier happened to be visiting in Oxford with the present writer when Sanderson intimated his intention to retire from his chair; a few hours later, after some hints from his friends, Osier felt the call of the bounteous mother; and not the least of the warrants of his qualities was in this, that his friends in Oxford almost sprang upon him, as they realised that before them they had a man worthy to succeed his honoured predecessors.