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...There's your tent, Pa. It's been pretty chilly lately but I think you'll be all right with a good army blanket. The stove is a bit rusty but the boys will build a fire in it and if the water freezes in your bucket you can thaw it out enough to shave." "That's fine," declared the colonel enthusiastically. "Eighty per cent of my service was spent under canvas and I don't see much of it on this White House assignment...
...Philadelphia Leopold Stokowski chose the great Fourth Symphony. The New York Philharmonic played the Second, broadcast part of it to Finland. Sibelius, at 70, lives in a rambling country house in Jarvenpaa, some 30 miles from Helsinki. There he begins each day by dousing his head in a bucket of icy water. There he entertains many a visitor, fills them with good wine, converses intelligently on a wide range of subjects, refuses admittance to his upstairs study where he makes his music...
...franc weakened somewhat and Premier Pierre Laval was harassed last week by French Radicals, Reactionary Captain Henri Bonneville de Marsangy attended a Radical meeting, raised a bucket of blood high, deluged Radical onetime Minister of Interior Eugène Frot. To inquisitive police peppery Captain de Marsangy replied with a snort, "Of course I got the blood at a slaughterhouse...
...Vagabond lay musing in his Tower last evening and weaving many a journey for his gentle readers he received a call which was as a bucket of water to the fire in his hearth or as an assassin to those warm spirits who occupy his Sanctum in the mellow hours of the evening. It was from one of his superiors--and a voice much too harsh for the peace of his walls--advising the Vagabond to change his ways: To get out into the sun and feel from those deep philosophical thoughts which have darkened his journeys of late...
...shabby rooms, while her husband hovered nearby, helpless, pitying, irritated. In the depths of her anguish she tried to find release in work, scrubbed the crumbling house from top to bottom. She worked until her hands grew limp, until she almost fainted each time she leaned over the scrubbing bucket, until she dropped asleep like someone struck down by a blow, but she could find no peace. A general strike, deeper worries over money, nagging delays and disappointments piled heavier burdens upon her. demoralized the shaken Fury household. There remained one last pain that Peter could cause her to break...