professions than the one from which he never swerved. As an author, playwright, producer—all of which he practised very successfully as an amateur—he may well have gone far. It is, indeed, fortunate for the teaching profession that one so gifted should have followed what he always felt was his vocation. Leslie Burgess died on 9th August after an illness which began in April. During this period he was supported, as throughout his married life, by his wife's loving care and attention. Until two days before the end he was always hopeful of recovery, and I cannot but feel that there is in such cases some natural compensating hope— divinely inspired—which hides from a dying person a full realisation of his fate. His presence at Commemoration last term was a great joy to him, and I know his family, as well as ourselves, are grateful that he was vouchsafed the strength to be present once again on an occasion which had always meant so much to him. I saw Leslie Burgess three days before he died, while he was still hopeful of recovery. The following day he realised the true situation, and with characteristic precision and courage dictated the manner of his funeral and Memorial. Mercifully he was thereafter spared further suffering. He had a distaste for monuments or meaningless physical memorials, as I very well know. But in his memory and in carrying out what would have been his wish, Mrs. Burgess is presenting to the School a Litany Desk for use in this Chapel—and this will be inscribed to his memory. There could be no more suitable memorial—for Leslie Burgess, though far from being a ritualist, was a devout Christian. He knew his Bible far better than most, and his Faith can perhaps best be summed up in the last words he heard in this Chapel, sung by the whole School as a rousing climax to our Commemoration Service, "In Thee, 0 Lord, have I trusted. Let me never be confounded". Let us then leave him with that thought in our minds. Of him it can truly be said "The many who have come into contact with him have come away better for it, and his influence has made on our community a mark for good, which will remain long after he has been forgotten". No-one could wish for a better epitaph.
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COLONEL H. C. SCOTT It was with great regret that we heard of the sudden death of Colonel H. C. Scott on 3rd October. He had continued his many activities right up to the last hours of his life, and died as he would have wished. Colonel Scott was educated at St. Peter's School, and had been closely connected with us all his life. For over thirty years he was Honorary Secretary of the Old Peterite Club, resigning in 1949 and becoming a Vice-President. The continuity of his interest in and 3
