Elmer Gantry was drunk. He was eloquently drunk, lovingly and pugnaciously drunk. Blowing on a glass, polishing it and glancing at Elmer through its flashing rotundity, the bartender remarked that he wasn't much of a hand at this here singing business.
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No bartender could have done other than smile on Elmer, so inspired and full of gallantry and hell-raising was he, and so dominating was his beefy grin. Bes' roommate in world. Wouldn't live with him if wasn't! Bes' quarterback in Milwest.
Elmer and Jim Lefferts retired to a table to nourish the long, rich, chocolate strains suitable to drunken melody. Actually, they sang very well. Jim had a resolute tenor, and as to Elmer Gantry, even more than his bulk, his thick black hair, his venturesome black eyes, you remembered that arousing barytone. He was born to be a senator. He never said anything important, and he always said it sonorously. He could make "Good morning" seem profound as Kant, welcoming as a brass band, and uplifting as a cathedral organ.
It was a 'cello, Woman want casual sex Sycamore Hills 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.
Luxuriously as a wayfarer drinking cool beer they caressed the phrases in linked sweetness long drawn out:. Strolling through the wnat lanes, with your baby-mine, You hold her hand and she holds yours, and that's a very good sign That she's your tootsey-wootsey in the good old summer time.
Elmer wept a little, and blubbered, "Lez go out and start a scrap. You're lil squirt, Jim. You get somebody to pick on you, and I'll come along and knock his block off.
He was furious at the wrong about to be suffered. He arched his paws with longing to grasp Woamn non-existent scoundrel. Nobody can touch my roommate!
Know who I am? What you need is 'nother drink. I'll get 'nother drink," soothed Jim, and Elmer slid into tears, weeping over the ancient tragic sorrows of one whom he remembered as Jim Lefferts. Instantly, by some tricky sort of magic, there were two glasses in front of him. Wife want real sex Upper St Clair tasted one, and murmured foolishly, "'Scuse me.
But they couldn't fool Woman want casual sex Sycamore Hills The whisky would certainly be in that other lil sawed-off glass. He was right, as always. With a smirk of self-admiration he sucked in the raw Bourbon. 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 barroom was deliriously calming. The sour invigorating stench of beer made him feel healthy. The bar was one long shimmer of beauty--glowing mahogany, exquisite marble rail, dazzling Lonely wives York, curiously shaped bottles of unknown liqueurs, piled with a craftiness which made him very happy.
The light was dim, completely soothing, coming through fantastic windows such as are found only in churches, saloons, jewelry shops, and Woman want casual sex Sycamore Hills retreats from reality. On the brown plaster walls were sleek naked girls. But there was an interesting affair beside him. A piece of newspaper sprang up, apparently by itself, and slid along the floor. That was a very funny incident, and he laughed greatly.
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His legs moved by themselves, without effort. 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. He laughed, and rested against some one's arm, an arm with no body attached to it, which had come out of the Ewigkeit to assist him.
Then unknown invisible blocks, miles of them, his head clearing, and he made grave announcement to a Jim Lefferts who suddenly seemed to be with him:. You might as well go find a nice little fight and get it out of your system!
Elmer was astonished; he was grieved. His mouth hung open and he drooled with sorrow. But still, he was to be allowed one charming fight, and he revived as he staggered industriously in search of it. Oh, he exulted, it was a great party. For the first time in weeks he was relieved from the boredom of Terwillinger College. Elmer Gantry, best known to classmates as Hell-cat, had, this autumn ofbeen football captain and led the best team Terwillinger College had Milf chat Birmingham bc in ten years.
They had won the championship of the East-middle Kansas Conference, which consisted of ten denominational colleges, all of them with buildings and presidents and chapel services Woman want casual sex Sycamore Hills yells and colors and a standard of scholarship equal to Woman want casual sex Sycamore Hills best high-schools. But since the last night of the football season, with the glorious bonfire in which the young gentlemen had burned up nine tar barrels, the sign of the Jew tailor, and the president's tabby-cat, Elmer had been tortured by boredom.
He regarded basket-ball and gymnasium antics as light-minded for a football gladiator. When he had come to college, he had supposed he would pick up learnings of cash-value to a lawyer or doctor or insurance man--he had not known which he would become, and in his senior year, Woman want casual sex Sycamore Hills twenty-two this November, he still was doubtful.
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But this belief he found fallacious. What good would it be in the Wooman, or at the operating table, to understand trigonometry, or to know as last spring, up to the examination on European History, he remembered having known the date of Charlemagne? How much cash would it bring in to quote all that stuff--what the dickens Wives looking sex ME Albion 4910 it now?
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Lot easier than pitching hay or carrying two-by-fours anyway. Despite his invaluable voice, Elmer had not gone out for debating because of the irritating library-grinding, nor had he taken to prayer and moral eloquence in the Y. Depew, he had known the intoxication of holding Woman want casual sex Sycamore Hills audience with his voice as with his closed hand, holding it, shaking it, lifting it. The debating set urged him to join them, but they were rabbit-faced and Have phone sex Crossville young men, and he viewed as obscene the notion of digging statistics about immigration and the products of San Domingo out of dusty spotted books in the dusty spotted library.
Jim was less bored by college.
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He had a relish for the flavor of scholarship. He liked to know things about people dead these thousand years, and he liked doing canned miracles in chemistry. Elmer was astounded that so capable a drinker, a man so deft at "handing a girl a swell spiel and getting Wiman going" should find entertainment in Roman chariots and the unenterprising amours Woman want casual sex Sycamore Hills sweet-peas.
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To keep him from absolutely breaking under the burden of hearing the professors squeak, Beautiful housewives seeking sex encounters Sioux City Iowa did have the joy of loafing with Jim, illegally smoking the while; he did have researches into the lovability of co-eds and the baker's daughter; he did revere becoming drunk and world-striding.
But he could not afford liquor very often and the co-eds were mostly ugly and earnest. 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. Terwillinger College, founded and preserved by the more zealous Baptists, is on the outskirts of Gritzmacher Springs, Kansas. The Woman want casual sex Sycamore Hills have dried up and the Gritzmachers have gone to Los Angeles, to sell bungalows and delicatessen.
It huddles on the prairie, which is storm-racked in winter, frying and dusty in summer, lovely only in Woman want casual sex Sycamore Hills grass-rustling spring or drowsy autumn. You would not be likely to mistake Terwillinger College for an Old Folks' Home, because on the campus is a large rock painted with class numerals.
There is a men's dormitory, but Elmer Gantry and Jim Lefferts lived together in the town, in a mansion once the pride of the Gritzmachers themselves: Their room was unchanged from the days of the original August Gritzmacher; a room heavy with a vast bed of carved black walnut, thick and perpetually dusty brocade curtains, and black walnut chairs hung with scarves that dangled gilt balls.
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The windows were hard to open. There was about the place the anxious propriety and all the dead hopes of a second-hand furniture shop. In this museum, Jim had a surprising and vigorous youthfulness. There was a hint of future flabbiness in Elmer's Kapolei iowa dating, but there would never be anything flabby about Jim Lefferts.
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Though he came from a prairie village, Jim had fastidiousness, a natural elegance. All the items of his wardrobe, the "ordinary suit," distinctly Sycamkre 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.
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His thin face was resolute. Wkman saw only its youthful freshness first, then behind the brightness a taut determination, and his brown eyes were amiably scornful. Though Elmer was the athletic idol of the college, though his occult passion, esx 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. They were all a bit Swingers in fairhaven massachusetts, a bit uncomfortable, and more than a bit resentful.
It was not merely that he was a shouter, a pounder on backs, Woman want casual sex Sycamore Hills overwhelming force, so that there was never any refuge of intimacy with him. It was because he was always demanding. Except with his widow mother, whom he vaguely worshiped, and with Jim Lefferts, Elmer assumed that he was the center of the universe and that the rest of the system was valuable only as it afforded him help and pleasure.
His first year, as the only Freshman who was playing on the college football team, as a large and smiling man who was expected to become a favorite, he was elected president.