The Life and Letters of John Gibson Lockhart
        Chapter 2: 1808-13
        John Gibson Lockhart to Jonathan Christie, [1810?]
        
        
          
        
        
          
        
       
      
      
      
      
     
     
    
     “Balliol, Monday. 
    
     “My dearest Christie,—I
                                    thought to have answered your letter by our friend Tom
                                        Cornish, but a paucity of the ready detains him here, so I shall
                                    send down songs (and what not?) by him, but must allow myself to describe our
                                    St. Andrew’s Eve—I forget minutiæ. I believe we went there
                                    individually without any great expectations as to the matter of fun. For (old
                                        Leslie, Hamilton, Baillie,
                                    yourself, and the Traills being gone—besides ![]()
                                    Annan, who was hurried to London that
                                    very day, and Hannay, whom nobody
                                    missed), we looked out in reality for an evening of port and dulness. But
                                            di meliora. A man named
                                        Taylor of Brazennose came there, and
                                        M’Donald, and MacGowan of
                                    University; and Jack Jenkyns, to
                                    make a display of his boarding-school-governess sort of authority, issued his
                                    mandate against dining in college; so we took to
                                    Dickesons’,—where nine men had a famous dinner
                                    for the small sum of £8, 8s. We went on with great harmony till about
                                    eight o’clock. Taylor, who is a bachelor and a true
                                    blue, proposed drinking in solemn silence this toast, ‘The illustrious
                                        memory of the greatest champion of Scottish liberty, civil and
                                        religious,—the Rev. John Knox,
                                        minister of the gospel in the Tolbooth Kirk, Edinburgh.’
                                        Jack looked blue, and harangued talis. ‘Sir’ (on
                                    his legs)—‘I hope, sir, I have lived long enough, sir, in the
                                        world to drink out of respect to you the devil—if you give it. But,
                                        sir, I would rather drink all the devils in hell than John
                                            Knox, who dung down the cathedral kirks and braw houses of
                                        all the Bishops in Scotland. For, sir, I, though not a member of this
                                        University, in so high a situation as the other members of this glorious
                                        assembly—I am an antiquarian—a very lover of antiquities! Yet I will drink John Knox, if you on this
                                        insist.’ 
    
     “Taylor replied, and after
                                    rejoinders, replies, and replications unnumbered, changed his toast to
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 Brigs of Ayr.’ My turn came, and I gave
                                    ‘The memory of the Prince,’” and I understand, spoke upon him and the
                                    merits of his cause with unbounded applause—for I forgot all this in the
                                    morning. And the whole party drunk this upon their knees, and
                                        Jack reeled home, and so did we all, about half-past
                                    eleven. 
    
     “Nicoll went
                                    off at half-past seven crying— 
 ‘Oh me when shall I sober me!’   | 
                                
    
     “Tom can expatiate on all these
                                    things. 
    
     “I heard from Hamilton the other day, he is reading law at Edinburgh.”
                                
    
    Adam Annand  (1789-1818)  
                  The son of John Annand, Aberdeen merchant; he was a Snell Exhibitioner at Balliol
                        College, Oxford, afterwards rector of St. John's Episcopal Chapel, Golden Square, Aberdeen,
                        1815-18.
               
 
    Hugh James Baillie  (1786-1870)  
                  Son of James Baillie of London; he was a contemporary of John Gibson Lockhart at Balliol
                        College, Oxford, afterwards a barrister at Lincoln's Inn.
               
 
    
    Jonathan Henry Christie  (1793-1876)  
                  Educated at Marischal College, Baliol College, Oxford, and Lincoln's Inn; after slaying
                        John Scott in the famous duel at Chalk Farm he was acquitted of murder and afterwards
                        practiced law as a conveyancer in London. He was the lifelong friend of John Gibson
                        Lockhart and an acquaintance of John Keats.
               
 
    
    Robert Hannay  (1789 c.-1868)  
                  Son of James Hannay of Kirkcudbright; he was a classmate of John Gibson Lockhart's at
                        Balliol College, Oxford, afterwards a Scottish barrister.
               
 
    John Knox  (1514 c.-1572)  
                  The founder of Presbyterianism in Scotland.
               
 
    Alexander Nicoll  (1793-1828)  
                  Educated at Marischal College, Aberdeen before becoming a Snell Exhibitioner at Balliol
                        College, Oxford, he catalogued oriental manuscripts at the Bodleian and was regius
                        professor of Hebrew (1822).