opposite the terrace, across the green, on the immensely high blank wall, was the word “Crown” rudely painted, and above it what was intended as a representation of that sign of sovereignty.  This had a history.  It was said to have been written there originally by “the bold and strong-minded Law,” commemorated by Macaulay in his Warren Hastings article, who became Lord Ellenborough, and the last lord chief-justice who had the honor of a seat in the cabinet.  It was probably put up originally as a goal for boys running races, and for nearly a century was regularly repainted as commemorative of a famous alumnus who was so fondly attached to the place of his early education that he desired to be buried in its chapel, and an imposing monument to his memory may be seen on its walls.  Between Upper and Under Greens, on the slight eminence to which we have alluded, stood “School,” a large ugly edifice of brick mounted with stone, which derived an interest in the eyes of those educated there from the fact that the names of hundreds of old Carthusians were engraven on its face; for it was the custom of boys leaving school to have their names bracketed with those of friends; and when Brown took his departure his name was duly cut, with a space left for Robinson’s name when the time of his departure came.

These stones have now exchanged the murky air of London for that of one of the pleasantest sites in Surrey.  Charter-House School has, after passing two hundred and sixty years in the metropolis, changed its location, and must be looked for now on a delightful spot near Godalming in Surrey.  The governors very wisely determined about five years ago that boys were much better in country than in town, and, having ample funds, took measures accordingly.  Last October the new buildings were ready for the boys’ reception, and they met there for the first time.  The stones, however, were, with a sentiment most will appreciate, removed, in order to connect the past with the present, for the Charter-House must ever have many tender ties binding it to the site of the old monastery with its rich historic memories; and however famous may be the men who go forth from the new ground which Sutton’s famous foundation occupies, it must derive a great part of its fame for a long time to come from the place which sent out into the world Addison, Steele, Thirlwall, Grote, Leech and Thackeray, not to mention a host of names of those who in arms and arts have done credit to the place of their education.[11]

The home for aged and infirm or disabled men will remain where it has always been.  This establishment has indeed been a welcome refuge to thousands who have known better days.  Men of all ranks and conditions, who have experienced in the afternoon of life contrary winds too powerful for them to encounter, have here found a haven for the remnant of their days.  Some have held most important positions, and a lord mayor of London, who had received emperors at his table,