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Early yesterday the visitor made his most recent raid, breaking into Kirkland 1.32. Occupants Walter L. Barker '49, Daniel N. Jacobs '49, and Everett B. Mattlin '49 gave chase...
Novelist Somerset Maugham was not the first barker to cry that literature is nothing if not entertainment. Book clubs had already promised that Plato could be fun, and that classics were racy and could be read on the run. Were the Best Books as easy as all that? Not so, said a group of prominent U.S. writers, professors and college presidents, in a report out last week-by no means. The road to understanding great literature is rocky, but worth it, said the Commission on Liberal Education* of the Association of American Colleges...
...sucker is born every minute" and proceeded to prove it with a fabulous assortment of hokum, men have tried to describe the mystery and glamour surrounding circus life. But most attempts at painting the lives and loves of an India Rubber Man or drawing the character behind a barker's chant have failed miserably. Circus people became either ridiculous or dull under the pens of fascinated, but insensitive authors. "Gus the Great" is no unhappy commentary by someone outside the realm. Mr. Duncan treats his subject with great dignity and honest realism and fails only through his inability to unite...
...midway, veteran Barker Jim Curtis broke into his spiel: "Step right up and see Digesto the Glass Eater swallow a lighted tube of neon. . . ." Selden the Stratosphere Man climbed up to his perch on a swaying, 225-ft. pole. Air jets started blowing up the dresses of screaming women. The White Horse band beat out a brassy whoop-te-do. Cold-eyed strip-teasers dished out their ancient promises as they asked the boys for an additional four bits to see "the real show...
...glass jaw who can be babied and ballyhooed into a heavyweight contender. This game appeals to Eddie and so does his promised cut of the proceeds, so he takes leave of Beth and swings off to the West Coast with the traveling menagerie for which he has been appointed barker. El Toro Molina, the chief exhibit, is a youthful monster who barely knows how to put up his hands and has the fighting spirit of a titmouse. Eddie throws a cocktail party in Los Angeles to sell the Giant of the Andes to the press...