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Last week, Englishmen grumbled over their chops, muttered into their ale. What the devil business had the press taking a holiday when something important was happening? Out in Sydney, N. S. W., England and Australia had been playing off "The Ashes" (international cricket championship) for seven days*; and now, just when the final score was due, the newspapermen were chucking it all and going home to undo presents and bounce the baby. Outrageous...
Musing about books for the North American Review, a reviewer bethought her of Flapdragon. Said she: ". . . . has the game gone out of fashion with seasonable snow, brown bowls of ale with roasted crabs in 'em, and night-watchmen, and the life of the great country houses. . . .? We used to play Flapdragon, I remember, as it drew to midnight, while we waited for the bells of the New Year. On the polished table in the dining-room was placed the biggest dish in the house, a crackled, oven-browned, blue-and-white Victorian with a channel and a gravy puddle...
...That no scholars give or receive at any time any treat or collation upon account of ye football play, on or about Michaelmas Day, further than Colledge beere or ale in ye open halle to quenche their thirsts. And particularly that that most vile custom of drinking and spending money--Sophisters and Freshmen together--upon ye account of making or not making a speech at that football time be utterly left off and extinguished...
...Sodality, whose members termed themselves "the few who were chosen to represent the Muses on Earth," often supped together at Willard's, the Cambridge Bar; and at Porter's Tavern, learning to choose between cheap ale and "Real old London Particular...
...tempted, of course, to remember Hawthorne's creative genius smothered in a custom house or of Burns ganging ale in Dumiries; but that would be a pitiful exhibition of mid-Victorianism. And just a pitiful would be the counter suggestion that the fault of the grammar schools lies in political school boards and underpaid teachers; or that a little logic and a little disagreeable work is very "good for the soul." No, small Cousin Biliee must henceforth be allowed to vent his creative impulse on the fly leaf of a first edition "Ulysses", and improve the hitherto uncolored wood-cuts...