The South Wales Star

'TIS A HUNDRED YEARS AGO. A DAUGHTER OF THE GERALDINES. OR A TALE OF TREASON AND OF LOVE, [BY J. ARTHUR PRICE, BARBISTEE-AT-LAW.] CHAPTER VI. The hall of an Irish baronial castle, even in the last days of the eighteenth century, was still a scene of hospitality and mirth. The huge wood fire still blazed gaily, and Ghed a genial light upon a lord and vassal, and the holly and mistletoe that gleamed amid the shield told that Christmas was near. The Rev. Sir John Carson sat at his table to- night in his Winford castle in more genial humour than usual. The worthy old gentleman had been laid up with the gout for a long season, and this was the first evening since Evelyn's return from England that he had taken his place at his own table. By his daughter's side sat her betrothed lover, in his military uniform. For that day Arthur had ridden over from the camp, and had in solemn form requested from Sir John the honour of a family alliance. There had been a good deal of bowing, Latin quotations, and English notions on both sides. Owen mentioned his ancient family, and dwelt long on the becuties of Wales. Sir John, as in duty bound, laid stress on the fact that Evelyn, although she had two brothers, was nevertheless an hsiress, thanks to the kindness of an aunt, to a fine estate in Donegal. Everything, however, was now happily settled, and Sir Edward declared as he sipped his claret that the absence of his eldest son. who was a barrister and an M.P. in Dublin, was alone wanted to complete their happiness. His younger son, a genial laughing fair-haired boy of two-and-twenty, who was a student of Trinity College. Dublin, sat at the bottom of the table, and looked amused at the lovers with mil:l amusement. Arthur and Evelyn, like most young people on similar occasions, were too full of their own happiness to spare even one thought on the affairs of others. Sir Edward, however, who was alike a scholar and a politician, was anxious to draw from his future son-in-law his ideas on literature and government. They talked for some time on the subject of the Eisteddfod and Irish and Welsh bards, Sir Edward expressing a warm hope that Irish and Welsh minstrelsy would revive. We have recènL.lv." the Baronet remarked. held a great gathering of bards in Dublin. And I flatter myself with the hope that when these unhappv troubles have quieted down that it will be an annual gathering, and that the Irish bard and Irish poetry will once more enchant our nation and yours too." There has been some talk" Owen replied, of re- viving our Eisteddfod in Wales but lam doubtful if the idea will be brought to pass—at least in my time. The religious rnovemer.t is opposed to all the pomps and vanities of this wicked world." We are not at all bigoted here," said Evelyn. 41 My father always preaches that if we, both Catholics and Protftstants, do our common duty we shall not do so badly cither here or hereafter. And I do not know whether you will think the worse of me when I tell you that I buy good Roman Catholic works, and give them to such of our pupils as can read. They will never, at least not in our time. become'Protesfcuits?. so I think, and my father also thinks, tba.t it is better they should be good Romanists than bad ones." Arthur smiled. "I am pleased, sir," he said, "to find so much of the spirit of modern enlightenment here." Arthur then inquired from f-velyn of Lady Lucy Foley, but although Evelyn told him a great ilea/, che said not a word that could throw any light on his mysterious ml venture ia the Glamor- ganshire woods. At last, after a pleasant diniw-v nad been dis- posed of. and the second bottle of port had made its appearance, Arthur saw. with sincere regret, Evdvn rise to withdraw. whil* the; old Rector e,;lied on him to dojusvic^ to the port. At the same time almost her brother rose, and with a few hurried words of apology Istt the room. Sir Edward did his best to extinct from Owen his idea of the political situation. Owen informed him that he greatly feared the action of the mili- tary authorities in the eon:ity was !<v haish and brutal as certainly to drive the peasantry into insurrection. "1 fear so. also, Mr., or shall I call you Lieu- tenant, Owen. it was a great pity that themagis- trates ever proclaimed tins county. If my gout had not made it impossiiiie I should certainly have gone to the recent Quarter Sessions and protested against a measure so fatal to the public order. I know as well .s the Government Imows that there are conspirators and disorderly rufhans in the country, but what we need is to strengthen the constitution by making it more free and giving power to men who enjoy popular confidence. TWo months ar/o I ttould have disarmed all the conspira- tors in the village myself without the aid of a single soldier, but now the people consider them- selves outraged, and their hearts are all with the rebels. Our wretched system of government makes traitors. But I see your glass is empty. Arthur reluctantly sat by and sipped his wine. while the old rector continued his discursive talk on politics when just as, to his joy, they were about to leave the table to join Evelyn, the crash of several shots resounded, at no great distance. Both gentlemen uttered an involuntary exclama- tion, and then Arthur said. That was musketry the troops must be in possession of the village." '■Mercy," cried the Rector. "Oh. Lreutenant Owen, let us go there at cnce. My flock, my children." Arthur hurried to the window and looked out. The mansion of the squire-parson stood on a raised eminence, and the village lay below. In the dark night nothing distinct could be seen, but a. long tongue of flame from burning houses was rising to the sky. As he looked there came another roll of musketry louder than the first, and Evelyn and the servants rushed shrieking into the room. Oh, Arthur," Evelyn cried. the soldiers are in the village, your vile soldiers. Oh, the chil- dren. the poor children, go and save them.' I will, Evelyn, I will," said Arthur. Oh yes," put in Molly, and your brother is there too." My son," cried the rector I must go." Xo. father, no," cried Evelyn, who now strove to become calm you could do no good there. Let Arthur go." I am ready, Evelyn." said Arthur but who will protect you and Sir Edward ? •• Leave us to God. Arthur." Evelyn, you are rio;ht," exclaimed her lover. I must go," and he imprinted one kiss on her cheek; and whispering, "Think of me, darling Evelyn, if I fall, and remember the old lines— T cou!,1 not love thco, dear, 60 well, Loved I not honour more. he onened, the door and passed out. Making the flame his guide, he hurried down the hill that the castle crowned right into the village. He had got half-way when piercing shrieks reached his ear, and he heard a rush of feet in his direction. At that moment a cloud that had obscured the moon passed away, and he was able to see a female form running, pursued by men. The woman, who was making right up the pathway down which he was descending, shrieked as she saw him and stood still. In a moment she had been seized by the two men, who were close on her track. She gave one piteous shriek as she struggled in her captors' grasp; but in another moment the young Merioneth squire was on the spot; and feeling that words would be useless, he hurled one of the ruffians to the ground with a blow from his fist, and, drawing a pistol from his belt, ordered the other to immediately release1 the girl. The wretch, frightened at the fate of his fellow, and recognising the uniform of a superior officer, sullenly "complied, and, assisting his friend to rise, they both made tracks. Owen. not without, difficulty, restored the poor o'ir] to her senses, and then drew from her. & He drew from the girl, not- without some difficulty, a narrative of the facts that had recently taken place in the village. A party of yeomanry, accompanied by Rome Welshmen of the Ancient Britons Regiment, had reached the village early in the evening, and had proceeded to break open some houses in search for arms, and to conduct their search in a most brutal manner. One or two hot-headed youths hnd naturally offered some resistance, and the soldiery h:i.d at cnce replied by shooting them down. Tho whole viPao-a was now a scene of horror and carnage of the"?aost fearful description. Bidding the fair cirl to go to the castle, Arthur hurried down to the"village, passing on his way one or two more features. When at last he reached the row oi mud caoms that mixed with one or two stone-built houses formed the village of Erne, a sight too horrible for pen to describe met his eyes. Tre peaceful village was in flafnes, women and children were in the hands of a brutal soldiery, and the leader of the band of soldiers was actually

*Sir E. Carson's theology was the theology of^ the Established Church in Ireland in the latter half of the 18th century. The best Churchmen in Ireland were tolerant to Roman Catholicism, and several Protestant bishops desired to remove t.heir disabilities. The narrow Irish protestantism of to-day dates only from the Evangelical movement, which became a force in the island only in the first decade of the present century. superintending the torture of an old man of seventy, on whose head a pitch cap was being applied. Owen at once recognised him as his Merioneth neighbour and walked up to him, the soldiers making way for him, for many knew him per- sonally, and they all recognised his military drese. Owen walked up to the captain, who was calmly laughing at the agonies of the sufferer, but Beresford was too enraged to see him. Owen. however, struck him on the shoulder and ex- claimed. "Coward and villain, you shall answer to me for this night's work—for the wrong you have done to Ireland for the shame you have heaped on Wal°s." "You hear Owen," said Beresford. Yes, I am here Captain Beresford," said Owen sternly. Xow release that man at once or I shoot you dead. Men. I, Captain Owen, order that man to be released." Beresford grew pale, and the men looked anxious, the fury of their first rage had subsided and hardened ruffians as they were they were beginning to feel some remorse. Their worthy commander who now had lish of his own to fry that night, and to whose mind it now occurred that it might be well to shift any responsibility to another person merely said. Captain Owen, I resent your language. What we have done here was absolutely necessary to intimidate a band of rebels. However, I have other work to do to-night to rescue a loyal family from danger. I resign my command to you." "Pass now," said Owen fiercely, but you shall yet answer to me. and to your sovereign," as Beres- ford shrunk away with a few followers. With considerable difficulty Owen collected the soldiers, and speaking to the Welshmen in Welsh, and to the others in English, denounced their con- duct as a disgrace to humanity. With great difficulty he drew them together, and ordered the men whom their companions denounced as the ringleaders in the affray to be disarmed. He then urged them to do their best to extin- guish the flames but. although one or two of the peasants which saw that order was restored, their efforts produced little effect, and next morning the greater part of the village was marked only by a heap of ashes. Meanwhile the fugitive girl, whom Owen had rescued, had carried to the castle the news of the terrible catastrophe that had taken place. Only Evelyn's entreaties could prevent her father from hurrying at once to the village to his parishioners and son, whom he declared, with passionate grief, had undoubtedly fallen in the fray. Tortured as poor Evelyn was with horror and dismay for the fate alike of a lover and a brother, surrounded as she was by crying and sobbing servants, and, thinking it possible that her own doom was nigh, the brave girl forgot all her own trouble as she urged her father to pray. At first the old man would not listea, but a.t last the feeling of his own helplessness came to him, and, murmuring sadly God's will be done." sank back in his chair and closed his eyes. He has fainted," cried Evelyn, for her hand that lay on his brow felt it grow cold. and she saw his cheeks had turned to a deadly pallor. But they answered not, for at that moment a clatter of horse hoofs was heard ivt the gates. The two men-servants, who had hitherto stood passive as sheep, each seized a pistol which stood on the table. Oh bolt the door," but it was too late. A loud crash told that the party outside had forced the door without waiting to summon the inmates to admit them. Five or six men armed to the teeth, wearing the freize coats of the Irish peasantry, rushed into the seen. The men servants were at once over- powered and disarmed, and the leader of the party walking up to where Evelyn stood caught hold of her hands. The shrieks of the women were in vain, but Evelyn in all her agony felt glad that at last her father could not see. By what right," she commenced. But the leader muttering something about no time to lose, with the aid of his followers dragged her out. There were horses at the door, and Evelyn with her hands tied behind her back was placed 011 a grey palfry, the bridle of which the leader linked with his own. Down the path they hurried as fast as their horses could carry them, and reached the same point where Arthur had previously rescued the peasant girl. There, however, they turned off in a different direction, and were turning their horses' heads towards the high road that Evelyn knew lead to the borough town. when she heard the sound of another troop of horsemen riding ¡ in her rear. She prayed that they might come as deliverers. but she felt surprised that her captors made no I efforts to escape. In a moment or two the troops were clearly mixed, and she heard voices in loud conversation, but there war. no sound of strife. A second afterwards her captor abruptly stopped [ as an officer in the uniform of the Yeomanry r«de 'up to him. A few low words passed between them, and the man dismounted from the horse, into the saddle of which the officer immediately sprung. You are saved from the wild Irish, and are safe in the hands of loyal men," said a mocking voice that Evelyn knew well. She looked at his face, it was Captain Beresford. She remembered now she had left him abruptly at Llangollen, and realised in a moment that all the tragedy of the night was a coward's revenge. Captain Beresford," she said, "do you suppose that you deceive me. I know that all this has been your vile plot. Do you suppose that I know so little of Ireland as to suppose that Irish peasantry ride horses ?" "It matters, my dear Evelyn," said that worthy in a mocking voice, very little what yon may suppose. I think, however, that some dny or other you will oblige me by telling it. You know it will sound better to say then that the man who will be your husband rescued you from the rebels than to let them know that he was the leader of an abduction club. I shall trust to your pride, my pretty one. Now. my darling, I am taking you to the old ruinod castle of my family, done up for your accommodation among the wild hills, and you shall leave that castle as my bride, or you shall never leave it at all." Evelyn shuddered. She knew Ireland well enough to be aware that these were no idle threats. In Ireland abduction ulubs had long ex- isted, and impecunious squires had often carried away girls possessed of property, and forced them to marriage by threats of violence. The Govern- ment in recent years had endeavoured to deal sternly with this form of outrage, but their efforts had only met with partial success, and in the days of disorder that were now coming on. the supporters of the Government in power had little cause to fear being called to an account. Still the girl would not believe that any human heart could be utterly callous, and she made one appeal for pity. Captain Beresford, if I have wronged you in the past, I can only express my regret. But do not take on me so cruel a wrong. You may your- self stand in need of mercy one day. I have a father at home sick, perhaps dying. Oh, take me back to our castle and I will forgive you all." "Miss Evelyn Carson," said the monster. if you knew what intense pleasure ycur words gave me, how absolutely I enjoy the pain I am causing you, you would go on talking this way. It is positive pleasure to my ears." These were the last words he ever spoke on earth. The party had reached a. place where the road was surrounded by high stone walls. As the captain finished speaking three or four shots were fired from the right side of the party' The captain dropped dead from his horse, and in a seaond a party of wild Irishmen, some of them half masked, and all of them armed with pikes, rushed among the horsemen, who, after discharg- ing their pistols, turned their horses' heads and gallopped away in safety, leaving there a few of their number on the ground. The bridle of the captain's horse and Evelyn's palfrey were alike secured, and the young lady was pulled from her saddle with scant ceremony. She was immediately surrounded by an angry crowd, and picks were pointed at her breast but in a moment the leader af the party cried, Down with your pikes." Evelyn saw with delight that he was a priest of the Roman Church. Sir," she exclaimed. I am Miss dirson—Sir Edward Carson's daughter. Restore mo to my horn*, and I will pay you a handsome reward." "That is impossible, my daughter," said the priest. We are in arms for an outraged Church and. an oppressed nation, and your government would not have mercy upon us if we did set you free. However, you need not fear. We must. nevertheless, take you to our camp; but we will treat you kindly." Evelyn was then put in the charge of two men. while the priest, with the aid of the lanterh, proceeded to search the bodies of the fallen men, for alas! the wounded had been already despatched Nothing of value was found except some docu- merits in Beresford's pockets, of which the priest took possession. The men, however gladly riSed their victims of their arms and proceeded to con- ceal their bodies in a neighbouring bog. They then formed into a column, and, putting Evelyn into their midst, they proceeded in the direction of the distant hills, where she-gathered from their conversation they had already formed a camp. An hour later the troop of Yeomanry and Ancient Britons," which Owen had got into order with great difficulty, marched along the same road. Their commander, however, felt so little trust in them after their recent conduct that he would not take it upon himself to conduct them to the castle or to leave them and go there himself so that he was in utter ignorance of the events that had taken place there. He passed the place where the recent skirmish had taken place, and reached the camp in the early morning. The sentinel informed him that the commanding' officer was awake and was anxious to see him, as news of great urgency had arrived from England. Owen went there gladly, as he was determined at one-, to quit a service which was now a disgrace to an honourable man. On entering the tent of his commander, Colonel Seat-on. he was surprised to see several members of the English constabulary and his old friend Vaaghan-Williams. As he entered, his old friend shook him warmly by the hand. I come here, my young friend, with serious news. A warrant has teen issued for your arrest, on the charge of treason, by a certain Glamor- ganshire J.P., one Robert Jones. The charge is treason, but it is so absurd that you need not trouble yourself about it. I take it as granted that you will establish your innocence at the magisterial investigation." As Mr. Williams ceased speaking the constables came forward and claimed Owen as their prisoner. Colonel Seaton then spoke. I have discussed the matter in your absence with your friend, and I think, although as a soldier, and on other ground, you might raise a technical question of jurisdiction, I would advise you to surrender, and will see that you do not suffer." I thank you, Colonel Seaton," said Arthur, and will take your advice. Let me say, however, that I came to you with the intention of telling yon that I can no longer, as a man of honour, serve in this campaign. Deeds of horror were done last night that will bring a blush to the cheeks of many a Briton yet unborn." The Colonel only sighed, and courteously with- drew. Owen and the old Counsel then had a few words together. *■ It is a very simple matter,' said the Counsel. Two scoundrels, one man a bad charac- ter, and the other ntan Smith, the Bishop of St. David's valet, charge you with having concerted some plot at a certain cottage near Llandilo with a French traitor who was undoubtedly in the country, quite recently. No doubt you can prove that you were far away at the time ? No, Mr. Williams. I fear I cannot." Why notasked the Counsel. I am pledged not to reveal where I was that evening." Oh, but this is nonsense. You see, Owen," he added, it is a very serious charge." But. if the characters of the witnesses are bad, and I have you to cross-examine them, I have nothing to fear." In ordinary times that might be so. but, you see, these are days of panic, and there is no telling what a j-ury will do. Howover, I trust you will see your way to get over vour scruple." CHAPTER VII. Six months after the events recorded in the last chapter had taken-place, a hackney coach contain- ing two ladies—both young, both pretty, and both Irish—drew up before the residence of the Prime Minister of England in Downing-street. Even the powdered menial who answered the coach- man's knock looked at them with respect. Beau- tiful as they were, sorrow had implanted its mark on thfcir brows, and they both wore deep mourn- ing. Will you tell Mr. Pitt," said the elder of the two, who spoke with a queenly grace. tha.t Lady Lucy Foley and Miss Evelyn Carson have arrived here at the time fixed in his letter." The servant bowed low, and escorted them up- stairs to a slightly-furnished ante-chamber, and left them with the intimation that he would inform Mr. Pitt of their arrival. "I pray heaven that our interview will prove successful," said Evelyn anxiously. I trust so also," replied Lucy. In the ter- rible months that are past we have suffered so r,, much that surely we may now hope that heaven in its mercy will spare those of our loved ones who now survive." She would have ispokcn more, but at that moment Mr. Pitt entered the room. Lady Lucy looked closely at him. She had. seen him years ago when she was a child, when, with his proud face. his dauntless bearing, and his youthful earnestness, he drew the cheers of the patriots in the English Parliament, who saw in him the great reformer of the future. Now, alls all this was changed. The proud Roman face might look as dauntless -,sever, but the man's face told that a terrible and ungenial tasked had wrecked his spirit and ruined his health. The man which had fought alike the French Revolution, and the Irish nationalists was as surely marked for death as any of his victims. He received hi3 visitors with profound but some- what distant courtesy, and politely asked Lady Lucy to explain to him the nature of the services which she sought from him. 1; Doubtless sir. you woudered that the sister of Edward Fitzgerald sh ould venture to intrude her- self on the Prime Minister of England." Mr. Pitt's only reply was a cold and distant bow. I- You agree with me I see," said Lady Lucy, "but, Sir, my object in coming here was not to mention my deceased brother. He must answer for his deeds before a higher, and I, Sir, add a more merciful tribunal than any in our country. My desire is to speak to you of another victim of those unhappy discussions—Mr. Arthur Owen." Mr. Owen, Madam," said Mr. Pitt sternly, "must answer to the ordinary courts of justice. His trial. I understand, takes place almost imme- mediately." It is true: but, Mr. Pitt, that man has been cruelly wronged." "Really." said the Premier, somewhat im- patiently, "you must allow IDe- to say that I am not his judge." Restraining Evelyn with difficulty. Lady Lucy replied. What you say, sir, is perfectly true. But may I say this ? I know you are an honour- able and a just man. and I wish to explain to you a great iniquity. I am the cause, if anyone is, of that young man's trouble, and if anyone is to be indicted for treason let it be me and not him." Lady Lucy then proceeded to tell Mr. Pitt how she and her brother had found Alltud in the storm. He had been knocked down and robbed; "But. will you believe me. though he has applied for a warrant against the man who did this wrong, it has been refused on the ground that the would-be murderer is one of the Crown witnesses in Mr. Owen's case." Mr. Pitt muttered something about the folly of the J.P.'s, and asked Lady Lucy to proceed. Lady Lucy then told him Alltud's story—how he had heard the plot concocted between Beresford and another gentleman to carry off Evelyn (she suppressed Lord Cnsrlcreagh's name for prudential considerations), and I bring you here the sworn depositions of the rector of Abermaw, who in several points conlinr.s the bard's narrative. She then relate d that her brother visited Wales to take a farewell of her before engaging in his last fatal enterprise. (To be continued i'1 our next.) 1'1"

BARRY DOCK TRADE IN 1891. MONTHLY FIGURES FOR THE YEAR. The following- are the official figures (completed on Monday^) showing the amount of trade accom- plished at Barry Dock in coal and coke shipments during each succeeding month last year :— liALF-VKAli EXDED JLNE 30, 1831. Coal. Coke. Total. T 0. T. C. T. C. January 333.61? 7 2.111 13 340.731 0 February 345,113 14 2,880 14 340.094 8 March 327.2S8 13 2.470 3 323.758 16 April 313.863 5 2940 18 316.S04 3 May 415,683 2 3.583 8 419,266 0 June 325,537 12 5.243 2 331.545 14 HALF-TEAR ENDED DECEMBER 31, ISII. Coal. Cuke. Total. T. C. T. C. T. C. July 320,290 9 5.PS7 6 323.257 15 August 233.623 6 3,827 6 303,455 12 September. 340.074 13 6.373 14 346.338 7 October. 235,303 17 7.405 15 233.709 12 November. 242.480 15 C.979 17 249.-1S0 12 December. 320,292 2 4,337 10 324.629 12 Total for the ye- 3,959,620 10 The tctal on coal shipments represent an in- crease, as compared with the figures for 1880, of <508.748 tons 1'5 ewt.. The statement showing the imports and sundry exports for the year has not yet been completed.

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THE WELSH UNIVERSITY, THE REV. HAWKER HUGHES OX THE QUESTION. It will be remembered that a few weeks ago a conference of Welsh Educationists was held at Shrewsbury to discuss the question of establish- ing a Welsh National University. In the confer- ence itself there was much difference of opinion. Some were in favour of including the Theological Colleges and Lampeter in the University, and of making the faculty of theology part of the curri- culum. Most unwisely, in our opinion, however, the majority of those present decided to make the three University Colleges only of Aberystwyth, Cardiff, and Bangor the constituent colleges of the University, Believing that Welshmen would never rest satisfied with such a hasty and ill- advised scheme, we took steps to ascertain the views of leading' Welsh educationists on the ques- tion. Some of these views have already been published iu our columns, most of whom were opposed to the Shrewsbury proposals. Mr. Walter J. Evans, in this month's Welxh-.Ilevuiv, adversely criticises the action of the Conference, and we have this week much pleasure in publishing the views of the Rev. Hawker Hughes, M.A., Fellow and Tutor of Jesus College, Oxford, and one of the keenest of Welsh Educationists. The views of representative men such as Dean Owen and Pro- fessor Ellis Edwards we hope to publish in an early issue. THE REV. HAWKER HUGHES. 1. Should the faculty of Theology be included in the curriculum of the Uni versity ? It is difficult to understand how a University in which Theology is not recognised could reflect the national life of Wales. The opposition to Theological Degrees probably arises from the impression that it is impossible to frame any scheme of examinations to which candidates differ- ing in theological opinions can conscientiously submit. But there is no such impossibility. There is a field in criticism, languages, history, natural religion, and the comparison of religious systems wide enough to absorb the industry of students, and to satisfy the ingenuity of examiners. In fact there is no reason why candidates should not be examined even in the history and nature of dogmas with which they have no sympathy, as they often are examined on systems of Philosophy which they regards as delusions. Dogmas have played so important a part at many periods of European history that it is impossible to under- stand the latter without some knowledge of the former. Of course no preparation for such ex- aminations would be an adequate preparation for the ministry of any particular church, nor is it desirable that it should be so regarded. The sub- jects of such examinations would be ground com- mon to all Christians, and the common pursuit of such studies might go far to dispel sectarian animosities by accentua tfng points of agreement. It would further be undesirable that any mem- ber of the University should be allowed to specialise in Theology or be admitted to Theological exeminations until he has passed two or three ex- aminations in Arts. 2. Should the different denominational colleges be affiliated to the University ? j As the existing University Colleges are pro- hibited by their charters from teaching Theology, the recognition of Theological studies by the University would imply some relationship with the Theological colleges. There will probably be much practical difficulty in determining the pre- cise character of that relationship. Such questions as the following will arise :— Should the Theological Colleges be merely .affiliated to or made an integral part of the University? Should attendance at the lectures of one of the University Colleges be required of members of denominational colleges ? If so. at what period of the undergraduate's career should such attendance be required ? The answer to the two latter ques- tions may depend much upon the extent to which the denominational college are able to meet the requirements of the examination in Arts of the University. Possibly the ideally best solution would be that those who wish to graduate in Theology should begin their course at one of "he University Colleges and complete it at a denomina- tional college. It may be found expedient in time to make arrangements, at the chief university centre, whereby the students will participate in some kind of common life, such as that of an Oxford or Cambridge College. Anyhow, when residence at a University College may imply nothing more than residence (for the sake of cheap- ness) in a remote street in a town where lectures are given by a staff of University professors, attendance at such lectures being the only neces- sary bond of union existing between, or means of intercourse afforded to students, it is much more difficult to demonstrate the advantages of such residence. Still, as it has been decided that mem- bjrship of the Welsh University is to imply more than the qualification given by examinations, and attendance, for a period, at lectures given by the professor of a University College must be insisted on, even in the case of members of denominational colleges, unless, indeed, any such college should be placed entirely on a level with the University Colleges, which can hardly be so long as they re- tain an exclusively theological character. 3. Should the denominational colleges, all or some, be represented on the governing body of the University ? The answer to this question must depend almost entirely upon the settlement arrived at in the case of the preceding question. If the graduates of the University are (as they should be) strongly represented on the governing body, and if theo- logical degrees are instituted, then the denomina- tional colleges will be indirectly represented through their graduate members of the Univer- sity. If the denominational colleges are merely affiliated to the University, probably this will be the only feasible form of representation. Should the denominational colleges, however, or any of them, be made an integral part of the University, they will probably be justified in denouncing something more, In such case the only basis of representation seems to be the number of subjects it professes to teach, as they may all be taught by the same professor nor to the number of its pro- feesors, as they may all teach the same subject.

DEATH OF 1fR. PARRY THOMAS, PONTYPRIDD. It is with much regret that we have to record the death of Mr. D. Parry Thomas, the genial land- lord of the "Sportsman," Pontypridd, who died early on New Year's day. after a short illness from inflammation of the lungs. The death of Mr. Thomas will be much felt in the district, as he was deservedly popular amongst all classes. Much sympathy is felt for his widow and children, who have lost a good husband and father. As a dog fancier Mr. Thomas held one of the highest positions, and few have taken more prizes than he. his name being invariably prominent in the prize lists of the first shows in the kingdom. For many years he made his love of dogs his business, and did very little else than attend to the breeding and showing of dogs. He was. however, an ardent sportsman of the higher class, and stood out in bold comparison with the so-called sportsmen who think that a sporting man is one who devotes his time to the encouragement of such brutal and lowering contests as the prize ring affords, and whose only admiration for a dog is based upon its qualities as a fighter. As a publican he was unique, and the name of his hotel was a most approp- riate one. He had much hesitation in taking- it but when, some few years r.go, he resolved to do so, he also resolved, to conduct it in a proper and respectable manner, and to make it a credit to himself and his family, aud in this he succeeded in every respect. His first act was to change the name of the house to the Sportsman," and then to change the nature of its business and his own popularity, coupled with the good conduct of his house, soon made it the headquarters of the Pontypridd Football Club, who will not cease to mourn over their host and patron. He was thorough in all ho did, and, not being content with attending to their comforts in the house, always followed them to their field in their matches, where his attention to their wants v.'as the means of sustaining them in their contests on many occasions. He was a good and conscientious Liberal, one of the first members of the Liberal Association of Pontypridd, and stuck to the cause to the end. although, perhaps, contrary to bis own interests in business. Among the Liberal party his loss is greatly felt, and the poor of his district will not cease to grieve after a good friend, who was always a friend in need. His funeral took place on Tuesday, and was very largely at- tended. At the special request of Mr. Thomas's friends, the body was to have been carried by them to its last resting place, but owing to the wet weather, the remains had to be carried in a shellibier. He was 41 years of age, and leaves a widow and a large family.

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