ce in New York journalism had more than once felt the sting of a
horse-whip), "to be slapped is what some faces are made for!" But the
Governors did not see the matter in the light that the "Herald" did, and
the pugilistically inclined manager was summarily expelled, the board
refusing to settle the matter by accepting his resignation.

Another Fifth Avenue club that claimed 1865 as the year of its origin
was the Traveller's. For obvious reasons many of the clubs of the
seventh decade of the last century chose to be near the old Delmonico
restaurant, and the Traveller's was no exception, making its first home
on the opposite corner. The object of the association was to bring
together travellers of all nations, and to do proper honour to
distinguished who were visiting the United States. After two years at
the Fourteenth Street corner the Traveller's moved northward to a new
home at No. 222 Fifth Avenue, the George W. Burnham residence at
Eighteenth Street. Mr. Fairfield apparently did not regard the club with
entire favour, for in his book of 1873 he speaks of the club-house as
being "a leading resort for America-examining Englishmen, and the
headquarters of an English coterie of considerable social importance."
"_O tempora! O mores_!" he exclaims. There were palmy days in the past,
when the receptions were social reunions of _eclat_. But "they have made
an end of all that, having settled into a body as quiet as Mr. Mantilini
expected to be after taking a bath in the Thames." But, granting Mr.
Fairfield's claim that the literary quality of the Traveller's had
deteriorated, there still remained the list of Honorary Members carrying
a certain prestige. Professor Louis Agassiz headed the list; and others
were Paul Du Chaillu, the African explorer whose adventures were for a
long time regarded as clever romance; the Hon. Anson Burlingame, who had
been an envoy from the Chinese Emperor; Sir Samuel Baker, of London;
Rev. J.C. Fletcher, Professor Raphael Pumpelly, the Right Rev. Bishop
Southgate, the Hon. J. Ross Browne, and M. Michel Chevalier, of the
French Senate.

"Lotos and Arcadian: both stuff for dreams. The one excogitated in
spring-time, when Nature was taking her break-of-day drowse, previous to
getting up and going about business; the other suggestive of Nature
indulging in a half-light reverie in a sort of crimson and scarlet
dressing-gown, previous to putting on her night-cap and going to bed,
after a hard summer