him how keenly I wanted to model a bust of his head and shoulders, he
smiled, and said, with an odd boyish, shy sort of pleasure, "Was he good-
looking enough to be immortalized?" and added he would be delighted to sit
to _me_ for his portrait, though he had always refused to sit to others to
be photographed.

So he used to come and talk to my mother, and thus I was able to work at
my modelling with ease. Great was my delight when I found I possessed
power over the clay, and was succeeding in making a portrait which
everyone considered a good one. The Professor insisted on my being very
particular over the collar and the scarf. (His collars always had to be
made for him, as he could not buy in shops the kind he wore.) In later
years of hard student life that followed, for me, with the added
distinction of other medals, nothing ever came up to the excitement caused
by my portrait of the Professor. The bust [Footnote: This bust is now
standing in the general library of London University, with this
inscription:--

"FRANCIS WILLIAM NEWMAN
(brother of the Cardinal),

Emeritus Professor of University College, London.
Natus June 27, 1805. Obiit October 4th, 1897.
As an expression of the great esteem and affection in which he was held
by all who knew him, this bust (modelled from life by the
Sculptor) is presented to this University by

GEORGINA BAINSMITH, Sculptor,
"St. Ives, Cornwall." Aug. 1907.] has always been one of my greatest
treasures; and after the lapse of years that have gone by since it was