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...hair was a pale violet. There was nothing else to do. At first she thought of staying home. But her love of gayety got the better of her. She took her courage in her two hands and appeared at the ball. She half-expected to be the butt of jibes and ridicule. To her amazement she found herself the hit of the evening. Her triumph was so overwhelming that it aroused the jealousy of fair countesses and members of the social set who expended lavish sums on their toilettes for the evening. Journalists flocked about her, cabled abroad the news...
...President caught ten. Another new sport was clay-pigeon shooting. The President was presented with some handsome shotguns and a set of traps for whirring out the dark four-inch discs with yellow circles on their backs. The secret-service men showed him how to stand at the butt, get set, cry "pull!" and blow the sailing "pigeons" to dusty smithereens. There was also baseball-the opening game of the annual tournament of the Head-of-the-Lakes semiprofessional baseball association. The field was beside the railroad yards in Superior. Long freight and ore trains trundled by constantly. President Coolidge...
...thick and tame (from hand-feeding) that you could take them with only a landing-net. They were so thick that there was not enough natural feed for them. Stinting their artificial diet made them so ravenous that they would strike at anything you dropped overboard-a cigarette butt, a finger. Mr. Pierce was a sportsman and permitted only flyfishing, with barbless hooks...
Another woman, Dame Clara Butt, 55, onetime famed contralto, had written Pen Man Shaw, asking him to do a preface for her forthcoming biography. Replied he: ''Good gracious! I'd never dare! You're a much bigger person than I. I should look like a ridiculous little busybody making a pretentious bow in your limelight. And, anyhow, what could I say of Clara Butt...
Though it thus appeared that Charlotte Frances Payne-Townshend Shaw may not always have been first in her husband's affections, she good humoredly ignored his Butt-letter last week. Friends found her more interested in recounting the details of a holiday which the Shaws have just taken at Llangollen, in Wales, where they sojourned in a suite of rooms once occupied by Poet Robert Browning. At present international interest in G. B. S. centers upon his forthcoming book, The Intelligent Woman's Guide to Socialism which will be published on or about June...