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Donald C. Byron '54, the first Minuteman to stand by the trees, began his watch at 5 a.m. yesterday morning. Byron "found his job rather pleasant and quiet. "I'm sorry it was cloudy so I couldn't see the sun rise," he said. "Nothing happened, thank...
Captain Rees Howell Gronow was a dapper, wicked little Welshman. He fought with distinction beside Wellington in the Peninsula and at Waterloo; he gossiped and gamed at the best clubs of Regency London. He matched wit and waistcoats with Beau Brummell, shot pistols with Lord Byron. And in his later years, he sat sucking the handle of his cane in the window of his Paris club while the Revolution of 1848 raged in the streets below. Then he wrote his reminiscences...
...Byron in Curlers. His book is a kind of protracted gossip column of the romantic period. Byron, he reveals, slept with his hair in curlers; Sir Walter Scott was as stout a trencherman as any character in his historical novels. Gronow was a friend of Shelley's at Eton, and recalls how the fledgling poet, inspired by Homer's account of heroic single combats before Troy, took on a young baronet named Sir Thomas Styles in a fist fight. "Shelley stalked round the ring and spouted one of the defiant addresses usual with Homer's heroes...
...First Foot Guards, a grand dandy so proud of his precious, gleaming boots that he burned to death trying to save them from a fire; and muscular Dan Mackinnon, who "used to amuse his friends by creeping over the furniture like a monkey." In Lisbon with Lord Byron, Mackinnon spied two nude Portuguese beauties at their morning ablutions across from his hotel, but he was horrified to see that they used no toothbrushes. He sent them some, and was even more horrified when the girls used them to brush their hair...
...tears"-boiled down from his first statement as Prime Minister in 1940, "I have nothing to offer but blood, toil, tears and sweat"-was adapted from a passage in a 1931 book by Churchill; but strikingly similar words were used in previous centuries by the British poets John Donne, Byron and Lord Alfred Douglas...