He was a wykehamist, and is referred to in a letter by Wordsworth to Dyce in 1833.
One day when we were playing Winchester—you're not a wykehamist, are you?
Every wykehamist remembers the ancient and picturesque mills of Winchester, with the mill-stream bridged by the main street.
Michael perceived with pleasure and faint relief that he seemed to be amusing his neighbor, a wykehamist called Castleton.
"The second-year men don't like it," agreed the long-legged wykehamist with a wise air.