As we were anxious to look into Saint Andrews, we sailed again next morning, in the hope that the wind would continue in the north, or at all events that we should be able to beat down thus far.  It is situated on the south shore of Saint Andrew's Bay, some little way outside the entrance to the Firth of Tay.  The wind favoured us more than we expected; and a pilot-boat showing us the way, we stood into the harbour, passing close under the peninsula on which the town stands. Above us were the ruins of the cathedral and the chapel of Saint Rule, who was supposed to have founded the place, with several other buildings.  Saint Andrews presented a very quiet aspect, forming a great contrast to the bustling town of Dundee; but I must say it is a far more picturesque place.  Of course we visited the university, the most ancient in Scotland.  It consists of the colleges of Saint Salvator, Saint Leonard, and Saint Mary.  There is also a school called the Madras College, founded by Dr Bell, the originator of the Madras system of education.  By means of these colleges, at which an almost free education can be obtained, young Scotchmen without means are able to enjoy advantages which they could not do in England.  The town is certainly more alive than it was when Dr Johnson visited it in the last century; he declared that one of the streets was lost, and that in those that remained there was "the silence and solitude of inactive indigence and gloomy depopulation."  We thought it a very picturesque-looking place, and should have remained there longer had the wind not changed and induced us to put to sea.