Word: braine
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...high spirits of the delegates and pass on to matters of larger moment. But many a young Democrat will long remember his Party's Philadelphia party last week as one of the wildest political jamborees ever staged. Whatever the donkey's doings may have lacked in heavy brain work, it more than made up for with its mighty brays...
...into a huddle with his U. S., French and Swiss advisers. In this crucial hour His Majesty had need of all the cunning which carried him originally to the Ethiopian Throne. Close to the astute ear of Haile Selassie in Geneva were his famed Yankee, Everett Colson, long "the Brain Trust of Addis Ababa." and his wily French lawyer, Professor Gaston Jeze. The jig might be almost up for Ethiopia, but the Great Powers were going to be stung by her Emperor in whatever vital spots he could reach...
...stock. Shots are fired, mysterious figures slink through the fog, the fascists camp on the farm to protect it from the police. During this imbroglio, Mary's high-minded lover is pushed off a wagon by a policeman. This dislodges two pieces of shrapnel left in his brain since the War, with the result that he goes blind. Mary thereupon regrets her previous highmindedness, offers herself to her lover, but his regard for her husband has deepened with his loss of sight, and it is his turn to do the rejecting. Mary, who expected nothing in the first place...
17th.--Up very betimes, about 8 o'clock, waked by a blasted noise between a band, a drunk and a junk man, nobody after I up being able to tell me what it was. But--did say it be no noise at all, but only a brain disturbance of the Senior Spread affair, and this I can believe, for never in my life have I been to such a sweaty, messy affair, nor had such poor supper, nor heard such good music but with so little space to make merry in. Bless my soul, scarce lives there...
With this, and talking and laughing at the follies of the Brain Trust administration--and this talk I do like too much; but I know even families must be humored--we to Cambridge by noon, and they all a bubble to see the Tower, and by and by to ask me what will happen to it. I to tell them I do not know, but I know at my heart it will not crumble. It is a good Tower built of whimsy stones and vagrant ideas. One day another Vagabond, poor perhaps in purse, but rich in sentiment and imagination...