Outing . eft foot from its easy and undignified rest on a corner of the secretarys desk,straightened up in his chair and looked at the secretary with an expression ofmystified severity, as though he suspected Mr. Scratcher of attempting to trifle withthe awful solemnities of the clubs initiatory rites. There was an astonished anddeprecatory hush in the assembly for fifteen seconds, while eye inquired of eye themeaning of Secretary Scratchers announcement. Meanwhile Mr. Scratcher carefullycompared once more the name on the application and the name on the card fromthe Detroit club, and then retu
Outing . eft foot from its easy and undignified rest on a corner of the secretarys desk,straightened up in his chair and looked at the secretary with an expression ofmystified severity, as though he suspected Mr. Scratcher of attempting to trifle withthe awful solemnities of the clubs initiatory rites. There was an astonished anddeprecatory hush in the assembly for fifteen seconds, while eye inquired of eye themeaning of Secretary Scratchers announcement. Meanwhile Mr. Scratcher carefullycompared once more the name on the application and the name on the card fromthe Detroit club, and then returned the stare of the president with a look of firmand unalterable determination. Will the secretary please ead that name again ? asked one of the old chartermembers, from a back seat in a corner. Crankslinger Skaddle, read the secretary, in resolute tone, from the card. Crank who ? recklessly inquired an impetuous young member. Crankslinger Skaddle, patiently repeated the secretary, very distinctly. Then. 1:3111, 138 OUTING FOR NOVEMBER. he looked the young member squarely inthe eye, as if to challenge none, he took up and read aloudthe card from the Detroit club. Who vouches for this applicant ? in-quired the president, settling back in hischair, and looking around upon the clubwith his usual steady dignity. I do for one, replied Mr. Robert Old-boy, generally called Bob Oldboy bythe club members, rising and bowing tothe chair. A better rider never appliedfor admission to our club. Moreover,the high terms in which Mr. CrankslingerSkaddle is commended by the Detroitclub ought to satisfy us all. It gives megreat pleasure to assure the club that, byadmitting him to membership, we shallsecure a valuable acquisition. I knewCranky Skaddle, as we used to call him,when I was a boy and he was a youngman, and when this city was only a smalltown. If it were necessary, Mr. Presi-dent, all of the best of the old settlersof the city—men whom the communityregard wit
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