Edinburgh University witnessed a more impressive scene than it did when the Chancellor, the Earl of Balfour, unveiled the memorial, on which are inscribed the names of nearly 1,000 students and graduates who gawa their lives for their country in the Great War. The Old Quadrangle is the hub of academic life in both its graver and its lighter moments. On its steps and terraces, in its alcoves and: adjoining class-rooms, successive generations of students have met in friendly intercourse and in more formal study. It it the traditional place for those mimic battles which accompany the triennial rectorial elections and the starting point of torchlight processions through the streets of the city. It is the centre, palladium, of undergraduate activities, and there the War Memorial has fitly been placed in surroundings which those whom names knew so well and to which their thoughts in camp and trench and battlefield must often have turned when old acquaintanceships were renewed and old days recalled. If, as it was anciently believed, the spirits of the departed love to haunt the scenes with which they were closely associated during their lives, the Old Quadrangle has its genius loci.
"We cannot estimate our loss," said Earl Balfour, "but we have lost men who would have been great
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