noon to have a chat with me. He had a talent for conversation. It requires natural gift, as well as culture and experience, to converse in a pleasant and edifying manner. He had kept the best society, was personally acquainted with the leading Welsh char- acters of the day; was able to observe, judge, and remember; was of lively disposition and fond of society; could enjoy fun; was naturally cheerful, and a ready talker. I seldom met a man that so fully united in himself stubbornness in debate, patience towards his antagonist, and readiness to answer whatever was presented as argument, jeer or joke. His meekness never caused him to forget his courage, nor did his courage ever debase his meekness. I do not know how much good the College did him, but I know that from that time to his grave he cherished the highest opinion of his teachers, Principal M. D. Jones and Prof John Peter. And it is not a small matter to have the friendship and admiration of a person of the intellectual and moral standing of Risiart Ddu o Wynedd.
While a student at Bala he won several prizes at the Eisteddfodau, and some of them important. In the midst of his hard study, preaching almost every Sunday, and often suffering from illness, he composed a long Awdl on "loan yn Ynys Patmos," to compete for the highest bardic honor of Wales—the Chair of the National Eisteddfod at Llandudno in 1864,—and ho won. We must linger a little on this event. To induct the victorious bard to the chair at a grand Eisteddfod is a very exciting scene. On the chair day of the Llandudno Eisteddfod, the great pavilion was full, and several of the leading scholars of Great Britain were on the stage. The adjudication of the
