17 6 finest side which the School has had for many years. Fortunately Mr. Toyne has been able to lead an active life again, and his coaching of the team, which was missed last year for the greater part of the season, has been invaluable. The achievements of Old Peterites are chronicled elsewhere, but we cannot pass over two happenings without especial mention. We heartily congratulate C. L. Troop on his successes at Rugby, hoping, too, that before long he will be an international. The second notable event in the Old Peterite world is painful to record —the passing of J. H. Fowler, who was one of the most distinguished of the Old Boys of the School. It is needless to describe his career, since all educated people know the great services which he performed for the study of English literature. Right up to the time of his death he maintained his connection with St. Peter's. Last term he visited us, preached in Chapel, lectured to the Sixth; and contributed an article on Letter Writing to the " Peterite." His loss to St. Peter's and the outside world is irreplaceable. In conclusion, we must bid good-bye to Mr. Harrison, who has been with us for four years. We wish him good luck and hope that in the near future he will be able to return to the School to view the new art room, not merely proposed, but actually in being.
,}1. H. Fowler. A Personal Appreciation. I think that Peterites, past and present, will unite in their expressions of sorrow at the death of their old friend J. H. Fowler. Some five years ago he renewed his friendship for his old school, and the embers of his affection for St. Peter's were rekindled by the great gathering in 1927. Since then he has shown his genuine and generous interest in the growth of the New Library, and in his Will bequeathed a beautiful print of the Five Sisters' Window for the lobby or staircase. Everyone has been charmed by his literary readings, and his religious prose poem, the " Spirit of the Mountains," will long be remembered. His literary work will be noticed elsewhere, but here I should like to record the loss of a real friend, whose true sense of values, and gentle sense of quiet humour impelled our admiration and endeared him to our hearts. There are few with his literary discernment. He will be missed by a larger circle than that of his personal friends. S.M.T.
