The Club: There's a Small Hotel

Where women cease from troubling And the wicked are at rest.

This distillation of the gentleman's club tradition is carved on a stone slab in the floor of New York City's spanking-new Princeton Club. But some old grads attending the dedication ceremonies last week were in for a shock. The words apply only to the grill. In nearly every other of the 140-rooms, women's troubling is welcomed with open arms. For this nine-story building on 43rd Street may well be the mold and model of the club of the future—the "family club."

Gone are all the ancient appurtenances of the Man's World—the...

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