“I have the honour to inform you that at a special meeting of
the General Committee held this afternoon your lordship was
unanimously elected chairman of the committee for the ensuing
year, and that you were proposed for the office by His Majesty
the King, seconded by His Royal Highness the Prince of Wales.
“I have, etc.,
(Signed) C. H. STONE,
“Secretary.”
I may be perhaps forgiven for recording an honour which is unique in club
life. From that year to the present (1915) I have been re-elected every
year.
From 1869 until the time when, after his accession, His Majesty removed
to Buckingham Palace the Marlborough Club was King Edward’s favourite
haunt. It was so convenient. He was able to cross over from Marlborough
House with his gentleman-in-waiting, or, on his return from the opera
or the play, to send away his carriage and walk home. When he took
possession of the Palace it was less handy for him; he had to keep a
carriage and servants which made a difficulty, and so the club saw
less of him. But he continued—as, indeed, does King George—to take the
greatest interest in its welfare, nothing being done without its being
submitted to him, and once a year to the end, on his return from abroad,
he did me the honour of dining with me there.
The hours in the old days of the club were very late. The Prince never
seemed to know what fatigue meant. He would sit playing whist or writing
letters—he was a most punctual and voluminous correspondent—till any
hour. Often a party of us would stream into St. James’s Street in the
grey dawn, to be distributed by hansom cabs in various directions, and
sleep out the morning, cross if any mischance should awaken us. He, on
the contrary, would often be off by the first train, radiant with health
and strength and good humour, to attend some distant function, where he
would shine as if he had spent the whole night in bed; for with him
pleasure was never allowed to interfere with duty. After about 1880 he
became more prudent and more conscious of the necessity of sparing a
certain amount of time for sleep. Even then he did much work late at
night.
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