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Title: Shandygaff 
Author: Christopher Morley 
Release Date: October 13, 2004 [eBook #13739] 
Language: English 
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SHANDYGAFF*** 
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SHANDYGAFF 
by
CHRISTOPHER MORLEY 
1918 
 
A number of most agreeable Inquirendoes upon Life & Letters, 
interspersed with Short Stories & Skits, the whole most Diverting to the 
Reader 
 
[Illustration: Photo by Charles H. Davis 
CHRISTOPHER MORLEY, AUTHOR OF SHANDYGAFF, WHERE 
THE BLUE BEGINS, THUNDER ON THE LEFT, ETC.] 
 
TITLES AND DEDICATIONS 
I wanted to call these exercises "Casual Ablutions," in memory of the 
immortal sign in the washroom of the British Museum, but my arbiter 
of elegance forbade it. You remember that George Gissing, homeless 
and penniless on London streets, used to enjoy the lavatory of the 
Museum Reading Room as a fountain and a shrine. But the flinty 
hearted trustees, finding him using the wash-stand for bath-tub and 
laundry, were exceeding wroth, and set up the notice 
+----------------------------+ 
THESE BASINS ARE FOR CASUAL ABLUTIONS ONLY 
+----------------------------+ 
I would like to issue the same warning to the implacable reader: these 
fugitive pieces, very casual rinsings in the great basin of letters, must 
not be too bitterly resented, even by their publishers. To borrow O. 
Henry's joke, they are more demitasso than Tasso.
The real purpose in writing books is to have the pleasure of dedicating 
them to someone, and here I am in a quandary. So many dedications 
have occurred to me, it seems only fair to give them all a chance. 
I thought of dedicating the book to CLAYTON SEDGWICK COOPER 
The Laird of Westcolang 
I thought of dedicating to the TWO BEST BOOK SHOPS IN THE 
WORLD Blackwell's in Oxford and Leary's in Philadelphia 
I thought of dedicating to THE 8:13 TRAIN 
I thought of dedicating to EDWARD PAGE ALLINSON The Squire of 
Town's End Farm Better known as Mifflin McGill In affectionate 
memory of Many unseasonable jests 
I thought of dedicating to PROFESSOR FRANCIS B. GUMMERE 
From an erring pupil 
I thought of dedicating to FRANCIS R. BELLAMY Author of "The 
Balance" Whose Talent I Revere, But Whose Syntax I Deplore 
I thought of dedicating to JOHN N. BEFFEL My First Editor Who 
insisted on taking me seriously 
I thought of dedicating to GUY S.K. WHEELER The Lion Cub 
I thought of dedicating to ROBERT CORTES HOLLIDAY The 
Urbanolater 
I thought of dedicating to SILAS ORRIN HOWES Faithful Servant of 
Letters 
But my final and irrevocable decision is to dedicate this book to THE 
MIEHLE PRINTING PRESS More Sinned Against Than Sinning 
* * * * * 
For permission to reprint, I denounce The New York Evening Post, The
Boston Transcript, The Bellman, The Smart Set, The New York Sun, 
The New York Evening Sun, The American Oxonian, Collier's, and 
The Ladies' Home Journal. 
Wyncote, Pa. 
November. 1917. 
 
SHANDYGAFF: a very refreshing drink, being a mixture of bitter ale 
or beer and ginger-beer, commonly drunk by the lower classes in 
England, and by strolling tinkers, low church parsons, newspaper men, 
journalists, and prizefighters. Said to have been invented by Henry VIII 
as a solace for his matrimonial difficulties. It is believed that a 
continual bibbing of shandygaff saps the will, the nerves, the resolution, 
and the finer faculties, but there are those who will abide no other 
tipple. 
John Mistletoe: Dictionary of Deplorable Facts. 
 
CONTENTS 
The Song of Shandygaff 
Titles and Dedications 
A Question of Plumage 
Don Marquis 
The Art of Walking 
Rupert Brooke 
The Man 
The Head of the Firm
17 Heriot Row 
Frank Confessions of a Publisher's Reader 
William McFee 
Rhubarb 
The Haunting Beauty of Strychnine 
Ingo 
Housebroken 
The Hilarity of Hilaire 
A Casual of the Sea 
The Last Pipe 
Time to Light the Furnace 
My Friend 
A Poet of Sad Vigils 
Trivia 
Prefaces 
The Skipper 
A Friend of FitzGerald 
A Venture in Mysticism 
An Oxford Landlady 
"Peacock Pie"
The Literary Pawnshop 
A Morning in Marathon 
The American House of Lords 
Cotswold Winds 
Clouds 
Unhealthy 
Confessions of a Smoker 
Hay Febrifuge 
Appendix: Suggestions for Teachers. 
 
A QUESTION OF PLUMAGE 
Kenneth Stockton was a man of letters, and correspondingly poor. He 
was the literary editor of a leading metropolitan daily; but this job only 
netted him fifty dollars a week, and he was lucky to get that much. The 
owner of the paper was powerfully in favour of having the reviews 
done by the sporting editor, and confining    
    
		
	
	
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