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When Andrew G. Jameson, Senior Tutor of Adams House, was informed of the prospect, a worried frown crossed his brow. After suggesting that his pool might be too small, he asked "Would you have to change the water every time they got through...
...some food, but Rocky was having none of it. Said he to his aides: "Let's keep them here till they finish." This time, he ordered no sandwiches. At 9:33 p.m., almost twelve hours after the session began. Rockefeller strode into the pressroom and, wiping his brow, announced tersely: "It's settled!" Insisted Rockefeller: "The people of New York State pay me $50,000 a year to make decisions like this, and I'll assume responsibility for any fare rise...
Massive Uplift. Britain has always had its share of great beauties, who perhaps by their very rarity moved poets to rhapsodies and courtiers to either folly or matrimony. Endowed with broad brow, straight nose (admired by Englishmen in both their hounds and their women) and what 17th Century Poet Robert Herrick termed a "swan straining, faire, rare stately neck," isolated beauties from Charles II's Nell Gwyn to Lady Hamilton have shared with Edwardian Actress Lily Langtry the brow, the neck, a mass of lovely hair, and skin like an English rose...
When Adon Taft goes to church, someone is forever mistaking him for the minister. The error is understandable because Taft looks and acts like one. He is tall, deacon-grave, bespectacled, softspoken; above his generous brow, from which the hair is steadily receding, there sometimes seems to hover a nimbus of reflected light. He neither smokes nor drinks, goes to church 200 times a year, is married to a church organist, and reads the Scriptures to his two young daughters. Taft's calling is not spiritual, except at one remove. Adon Taft, 34, is a working newsman...
...from Menelaus, and who still retain the purest links of Greece's pagan past. Old Maniots are convinced that Nereids haunt the local fountains, and mothers believe that the three Fates hover over an infant's cradle to write invisible destinies on the child's brow (moles are known as "writings of the Fates"). Seafarers claim that Gorgons grip their caiques in a storm and ask in ringing tones, "Where is Alexander the Great?" If the captain shouts, "Alexander the Great lives and reigns!", the sea turns calm. Otherwise, the Gorgon tilts the boat toward sea bottom...