Yet these very times were because I was out on the adventure-path where John Barleycorn is always to be found.
Then, too, with the certitude of long training and unholy intimacy, there were occasions when I engaged in drinking bouts with men.

Of course, this was on the adventure-path in various parts of the world, and it was a matter of pride.

It is a queer man-pride that leads one to drink with men in order to show as strong a head as they.

But this queer man-pride is no theory.

It is a fact.
For instance, a wild band of young revolutionists invited me as the guest of honour to a beer bust.