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...Washington nine men in solemn black robes met after a two weeks' recess to hand down weighty decisions; then, as they adjourned in honor of once fiery Joseph McKenna, their robes seemed to take on an even blacker shade. They were his honorary pallbearers. All of them, save the youngest (Harlan Fiske Stone), had sat on the Supreme Court bench with Justice McKenna. Impetuous, be had often vexed them. Irish, he had made them love...
Blackie and Blacker, the two missionary eating cannibals were there in. (you can hardly say full attire, although it is all they wear in the jungles). They searched throughout the evening for some likely missionary who would make good soup. Two tramps, with shot guns, made it their duty to see that the savages did not get away with any unsuspecting frollickers. At intervals throughout the dance these shaggy creatures would stealthily come up behind someone and pull the trigger. The hall would vibrate with shreiks of the weaker sex and the boom of firearms...
...dares to violate the sanctity of the Temple; Basso Ezio Pinza the Pontiff Maximus brought by the infuriated mob to condemn the guilty priestess to a living death. He will strip her of her white robe, leave it on the altar and cover her with a black one, blacker than any sin. Margarete Matzenauer will be the Goddess Vesta, she who sends her lightning bolt to rekindle the holy fire, she who herself forgives La Vestale before a marriage gay with singing and dancing...
...just at the moment being a forecaster is hard enough. What with Yale and Dartmouth. Princeton and Navy, etc., I become convinced that the forecaster's heyday is the first two weeks in October. Most forecasters, that is. But not I. "The blacker the cloud, the silverer the lining," was graven on the Forecast coat of arms centuries ago when the first Baron Forecast was Lord High Grave-Digger in Waiting for the wives of Henry VIII. And that's the way I am. So paste these in you hat until you read your Sunday papers...
...DIARY OF A YOUNG LADY OF FASHION IN THE YEAR 1764-65-Cleone Knox- Edited by Alexander Blacker Kerr-Appleton. (TIME, Feb. 15, BOOKS.) *Once famed as "the wittest high court judge in England." Recently retired after degenerating into what W.S. Gilbert called "that Nisi Prius nuisance, the Judicial humorist." †A few gentlefolk still vacation at this British equivalent of Atlantic City...