Mendelssohn's music. He had a tuneful baritone voice and a correct
ear for music. We hired a piano for our sitting-room; and, though I
failed to induce him to cultivate his voice, and join me in taking
lessons, he sang some of Mendelssohn's Lieder very pleasingly, and
knew most of the bass music from the Messiah by heart. He began to
play a few scales on the piano, and hoped to surprise his sisters on
his return to England by playing chants, but the Arabic and Hebrew
studies proved too absorbing; he grudged the time, and thought the
result disproportioned to the sacrifice.

'In our daily walks we talked constantly of Church matters. Some
sharp and sad experiences in the loss of more than one of his Eton
and Oxford friends, who had abandoned the Church of England, failed
to shake his confidence in the Church he was to serve so faithfully
and to die for so gloriously. His faith and daily practice seem to
me a protest and warning against the folly, if not the falsehood, of
extremes. Moderation, quiet consistency of life, and unswerving
loyalty to a faith which had been the joy and comfort of his dear
mother, whose loveable nature he inherited and reflected, a blameless
life and unfailing charity enabled him when the time came to live a
life of incessant toil, and face a martyr's death. I remember the
present Bishop of Carlisle inciting Cambridge undergraduates to
become, by virtue of earnestness, gentleness, and toleration, "guides
not judges, lights not firebrands." He drew a perfect description of
Patteson, who came more completely up to that ideal than anyone I
ever knew. Here was a man capable of the purest and most tender
friendship, with an exquisite appreciation of all that is noblest in
life, and he was ready to give up all, and content to lead the
forlorn hope of Christianity, and perish in the front ranks of the
noble army. "And having been a little tried he shall be greatly