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MR. LLOYD GEORGE AT THE WELSH CLUB. As mentioned in our last issue, the Right Hon. the Chancellor of the Exchequer was the guest of the members of the Welsh Club, at their house dinner, on Wednesday, the 10th inst. A large muster of members were present, and the proceedings were presided over by Mr. John Hinds. The company included Judge Bryn Roberts, Sir John Williams, Mr. J. H. Davies, M.A., Rev. G. Hartwell Jones, D.D. In proposing the health of the guest, Mr. Vincent Evans spoke of him as the idol of the Eisteddfod. He was loved by the many and feared by the few. He had been cartooned by Stanifortb, and had had his biography written by J. Hugh Edwards. As a Cymro, he had never wavered in his love towards his native land. Mr. Edwin Evans having sung the famous ballad, El dorado," Mr. Lloyd George rose to respond, and said that he felt a personal allusion in that song. Like the knight in the old ballad, he was in search of an El dorado," and his fate might be some- what similar-" after a shadow (laughter). He knew it was dangerous for a Chancellor of the Exchequer to stumble upon a joke (laughter). If he did, all the great people in the country would say that he was lacking in dignity, and if he did not, he was in danger of boring his audience. The great support a public man had was from the people of his own flesh and blood. If he cut himself from them he was in danger of finding himself adrift. He had had a little argument with their chairman, who told him that there were no lawyers in the Garden of Eden (laughter). His reply was that there were no drapers either (loud laughter). Referring to the presence of representatives of all parties, lie said that no one could tell how long parties had lasted nor how long they would last; but they knew that the Welsh race had lasted, and would last, longer than all parties. The proper place to judge the House of Commons was not in the Chamber where the debates took place, and where the gentlemen of the press were present; but in the smoke room. That was the place where the members were seen at their best, where no one could tell by outside appearances what parties the mem- bers belonged to; and where they discussed all topics without bitterness. He had a pretty big job in front of him, but he knew that behind him were the goodwill and support of his fellow-countrymen (hear, hear). He was glad to see so many Welshmen getting on in various walks of life. The legendary Welshman was a myth. The real Welshman was as capable, as cool, and as cautious in business as men of other races. They were capable on the football field, where they won, not merely by brawn, but by brain. In those respects Welshmen had shown their staying power in the recent match. He was glad to see that the match was won in the last five minutes. That was the thing that was going to make Wales- the courage that never knew when it was beaten. He had played football once, when he kicked-off at Cardiff, and his son told him that the cleverest thing that the real players did was to have a man within a few yards of where the ball went, for they knew that he would kick it beyond a certain limit. In politics Wales was at the beginning of great things, but with more united action and more sustained effort Wales would occupy in the great Commonwealth a position that would be second to none. Judge Bryn Roberts gave "The Welsh Club," and expressed his pleasure at finding that the institution was so successful. Welsh- men ought to join the Club as a matter of patriotism. Sir John Williams, in the course of a short speech, said that the Welsh National Library was now established, and he hoped that many people would visit it. His own few books were there. Some time would be necessary before the catalogue was finished, but he looked forward to the time when Aberystwyth would be the Athens of Wales.


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