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Though Elmer was the athletic idol of the college, though his occult passion, his heavy good looks, caused the college girls to breathe quickly, though his manly laughter was as fetching as his resonant speech, Elmer was never really liked.

He was supposed to be the most popular man in college; every one believed that every one else adored him; and none of them wanted to be with him.

All the items of his wardrobe, the "ordinary suit," distinctly glossy at the elbows, and the dark-brown "best suit," were ready-made, with faltering buttons, and seams that betrayed rough ends of thread, but on him they were graceful.

You felt that he would belong to any set in the world which he sufficiently admired.

You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg of Australia License which may be viewed online at Elmer Gantry was drunk. It was a 'cello, his voice, and in the enchantment of it you did not hear his slang, his boasting, his smut, and the dreadful violence which (at this period) he performed on singulars and plurals. Depew, he had known the intoxication of holding an audience with his voice as with his closed hand, holding it, shaking it, lifting it. They did a comic thing once--they got twisted and the right leg leaped in front of the left when, so far as he could make out, it should have been behind.It was lamentable to see this broad young man, who would have been so happy in the prize-ring, the fish-market, or the stock exchange, poking through the cobwebbed corridors of Terwillinger." He collected the class-fund by demanding subscriptions as arbitrarily as a Catholic priest assessing his parishoners for a new church. There was a custom that the manager of the Athletic Association should not be a member of any team. He halted, and spoke of football, quantitative chemistry, and the Arkansas spinster who taught German. Desperately, his voice shrill with desire to change the world, Eddie stammered: "Say--say, Hell-cat, you hadn't ought to run for president again. " "Somebody's going to be." "Ah, gee, Elmer, don't run for it. Course all the fellows are crazy about you but--Nobody's ever been president twice. " Eddie remembered how Elmer and Jim had shown a Freshman his place in society by removing all his clothes and leaving him five miles in the country.

"He'll never hold any office again, not if I can help it! Elmer forced himself into the managership in Junior year by threatening not to play football if he were not elected. They'll vote against you." "Let me catch 'em at it! Honest, Elm--Hell-cat--I'm just speaking for your own good. Elmer was elected president of the senior class--unanimously. He reasoned that men who seemed chilly to him were envious and afraid, and that gave him a feeling of greatness. He tasted one, and murmured foolishly, "'Scuse me." It was the chase, the water. The whisky would certainly be in that other lil sawed-off glass. It tickled his throat and made him feel powerful, and at peace with every one save that fellow--he could not recall who, but it was some one whom he would shortly chastise, and after that float into an Elysium of benevolence. The sour invigorating stench of beer made him feel healthy. He regarded basket-ball and gymnasium antics as light-minded for a football gladiator.

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