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The Wooster Chin TO THE EDITOR OF THE TIMES Sir,-In this matter of the Wooster chin, the vital point made in your ori ginal leading article has, I feel, been ignored. " Why ' you ask, " should the lower jaw be the yardstick of character ? " and all Woosters echo "Why?" Surely the 'writings of the master are filil of dreadful warnings against those who out- wardly conform to the standard pattern of heroes- herculean in strength and massive of jowl? You, Sir, must recall with horror such names as Hashford Braddock. Jack Fosdyke, Colonel Sir Francis Pashley-Drake, and Lester Mapledurham (pro- nounced Mum), men of outstanding physique to whom the Woosters and the Mulliners of this world were as flies, to be swept aside or trampled down. Horse-whip in hand they would stand on the steps of their clubs ready to thrash all such young. pups within an inch of their lives, unless they were other- wise occuipied in depopulating the Congo and environs of inoffensive wild beasts. Such, Sir, is the Man with a Chin. It is by such that the Woosters and the Mulliners have been browbeaten, and it is against such that they have most gloriously triumphed. Consider the mighty exploits of the fish-faced and the frail ! Remember William Mulliner. who. durina the San Francisco earthquaket, saw two walls of' his hotel beiroom fall into the street and merely turned over and vent to sleep; recall the case of Bertram Wooster, who, to save a friend, sang "Sonny Boy" before a crowd of the toughest eggs in Bermondsey East; think, Sir, of Psmith, that fragile and cultured plant from Eton's soil, who outwitted the fearful machinations of the Three Pointers in New York. You, Sir, may look like a fish, and I may look like a fish, but what of it,? In the light of such heroism we may, in a poor light, be mistaken by the short- sighted for a codling or a trout, and yet not be ashamed. I am, Sir, your obedient servant H. E. BLYTH. I National Liberal Club. t NOTE.-Some authorities hold that there never was an earthquake, only a fire, but this does not dctract from thc bravery of the deed. THE WOOSTER CHIN
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