December 1887. Too much for me: means well by me, I believe, but has an inconceivable knack of forgetting at the shortest notice, is consequently always in trouble, though some of his work is well done, when he does remember to do it. He ought to be in a studio not at school. Never troublesome, but for his lack of memory and absence of mind.
July 1888. Wildly inaccurate about everything; never thinks for two consecutive moments to judge by his work: plenty of ability, perhaps in other directions than classics.
December 1888. Fair. Improving in neatness. Has a very fair stock of general knowledge.
July 1889. A great blunderer with much intelligence.
December 1889. Means well. Would do better to give his time to "Modern" subjects.
July 1890. Can get up any work, but originates nothing.
December 1890. Takes an interest in his English work, but otherwise has not done well.
July 1891. He has a decided literary aptitude, but does not trouble himself enough about school work.
December 1891. Report missing.
July 1892. Not on the same plane with the rest: composition quite futile, but will translate well and appreciate what he reads. Not a quick brain, but possessed by a slowly moving tortuous imagination. Conduct always admirable.