ALMA MATER ; OR, SEVEN YEARS AT THE UNIVERSITY OF CAMBRIDGE. FOR the first time since I first entered college did I now visit my relations; so eagerly and assiduously had I been prosecuting my studies in the University. Without entering into the particulars of this visit, which would prove interesting to none but my particular friends, I shall merely state, that after a short sojourn amongst them, of much less duration than the long vacation, finding myself in a country village 130 miles from London and not much less from Cambridge, decidedly out of my element, I was all impatient once more to resume my proper station within the sacred walls of Trinity. Taking a circuit, therefore, of a few hundred miles, just to receive the gratulations of a few well-wishers scattered abroad on one side or the other of the road to London, I passed through that emporium of the world, on my route to Oxford, |