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...Editor sank back into the cushions of the taxi and wished the meter wouldn't tick so often. In Detroit you can make a bargain with the chauffeur, but New Englanders have no sense of humor when it comes to money. Beacon Street is so far away. But damn the expense, there is always a wastebasket for regular bills. And tonight, tonight would be worth a King's Ransom...
Even in Boston the mutations of time make themselves known; some visually, some tangibly, some even socially. Miss Lowell and Mrs. Jack Gardner no longer dominate Symphony Hall and the Fenway, respectively, the good burghers of Beacon Street draw a veil over the unhappy memory of Lee Higginson's supremacy in State Street, President Lowell is abandoning Harvard to its fate, and now Charles E. Alexander, of "The Boston Evening Transcript," has resigned to seek the ease with honor to which his thirty-five years as absolute arbiter of Boston society entitle him. Perhaps only Bostonians will recognize the cataclysmic...
...Architects Rodgers & Poor, is a 66-ft granite pylon set upon a star-shaped foundation. In cross-section it is triangular, the apex pointing north to where the hill formerly stood. From the apex to the south face is carved a rugged suggestion of swept-back wings. A revolving beacon surmounts the shaft. For the present at least, the beacon will be more of a landmark to mariners than to airmen. The nearest airport is army's Langley Field, 80 mi. north. The nearest airway passes some 200 mi. to the west...
...Herald is not to be found, nor yet the cinematic evidences of Fourth Estateliness which earmark the Boston American as Hearst's. In the crumbly, musty, sooty, comfortable rookery, of the Transcript there is something that reminds the Vagabond at once of Mark Twain, of Horace Greeley, and of Beacon Street. Such a milieu creates an atmosphere most favorable to the production of humorous human-interest stories for every front page; there is an influence extending even from Washington Street to Cambridge which makes the headline "Many Years a Baker in West Roxbury" read like the proper introduction...
...Where is there a statue of Jesus Christ in all our nation, from north to south, from east to west? . . . We have a great beacon of the statue of Liberty in New York Harbor, a mighty shaft to honor our first President and a noble monument to our great Lincoln, in Washington, but we have no statue of Christ anywhere to signify that we are actually Christians and that we recognize Him as Christ the King." So last month spoke Rev. John Joseph Preston, a modest, retiring, 60-year-old Roman Catholic priest, at the outdoor Wayside Shrine...