what I wanted to do; it is my only chance of being of any use. True,
that I have to do it at the expense of two half-days' cricketing,
which I have quite ceased to care about, but I know that when I went
up to Balliol, I was glad when a Fellow played with us. It was a
guarantee for orderly conduct, and as I say, it gives me an
opportunity of knowing men. I hope to leave London for Dresden on
Monday week; Arthur is gone thither, as I find out from Jem, and I
hope the scheme will answer. If I find I can't work, from my eyes,
or anything else, preventing me, I shall come home, but I have no
reason to expect any such thing. My best love to Joan and all
friends.

'Your loving Brother,

'J. C. PATTESON.'


The 'Arthur' here mentioned was the youngest son of Mr. Frank
Coleridge, and became Coley's companion at Dresden, where he was
studying German. He writes:--

'Patteson spoke German fluently, and wrote German correctly. He had
studied the language assiduously for about two years previously, and
so successfully that whilst we were at Dresden, he was enabled to
dispense with a teacher and make his assistance little more than
nominal. Occasionally he wrote a German exercise, but rather as an
amusement than a discipline, and merely with the view of enlarging
his German vocabulary. I remember his writing an elaborate
description of Feniton Court, and imagining the place to be
surrounded with trees belonging to all sorts of climates. The result