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Updated: July 29, 2025


People had grown tired of saying that the 'Disunion' was on its last legs. Old Jolyon would say it, too, yet disregarded the fact in a manner truly irritating to well-constituted Clubmen. "Why do you keep your name on?" Swithin often asked him with profound vexation.

Only I don't know him to speak to, dash it!" concluded Ronny regretfully. Ronny's news had upset Freddie. Derek had returned to the Albany a couple of days ago, moody and silent. They had lunched together at the Bachelors, and Freddie had been pained at the attitude of his fellow clubmen. Usually, when he lunched at the Bachelors, his table became a sort of social center.

Once we fell in with a deserted camp of Clubmen, and there we found the remains of about twenty bodies, the bones of which had been picked with apparently as much relish as the wings of a pheasant would have been by a European epicure. This winter passed gloomily enough, and no wonder.

The people on the fringe of the swaying thousands begin a retreat. Their action is quickly imitated. The Clubmen decide that they have seen all that they want of the crowd. But the matter of getting out is not easy of accomplishment. "What are you plug hats looking for?" sneers a rough from the slums. And his arm swings out and hits the foremost man in the face.

The majors and clubmen who assist their country with columns of advice on clothes have often tried to explain why a collar squeaks, but have never done so to the satisfaction of any man of intelligence. They say that the collar is too large or too small, too dirty or too clean.

After this, the people were eager to protect Pisistratus, and met in an assembly, where one Ariston making a motion that they should allow Pisistratus fifty clubmen for a guard to his person, Solon opposed it, and said, much to the same purport as what he has left us in his poems, You dote upon his words and taking phrase; and again,

The whole after life of our novelist was darkened by this loss worse than death. He became a man of the clubs, rather than of his own home, and though his wit and kindness made him the most welcome of clubmen, there was an undercurrent of sadness in all that he wrote.

In the stalls are low-cut waistcoats, clubmen, shining bald heads, wide partings in scanty hair, light-coloured gloves, big opera-glasses raised and directed towards various points.

The saloon element, Lydia learned, was against Levine. It wanted the reservation to stand. That the saloon element should be in harmony with them was galling to the college crowd, though the fact that their motives for agreement were utterly different was some solace. The "fast crowd" were for John. Clubmen, politicians, real estate men were high in his praise.

"I hope not, for the credit of the club," said the president. "Mr. Crawford, will you shoot next?" "I would prefer to be the last," said Carl, modestly. "John Livermore, your turn now." John came a little nearer than his predecessor, but did not distinguish himself. "If that is a specimen of the skill of the clubmen," thought Carl, "my chance is a good one."

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