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Dunster House last night announce the election of three Juniors and two Sophomores to the House Committee. The Juniors are: Caspar W. Weinberger, Nathaniel G. Benchley, and Charles Reder. The Sophomores are Richard S. Benner, Jr., and Robert Sears...
Final thrust was a Supreme Court scene, with 15 Justices resembling Caspar Milquetoast chorusing...
Names are funny, too. Juliet does some speculating about where-fore Romeo is Romeo and not Caspar Milquetoast or some other moniker that would rid the young pigeons of the family barriers between them. And the tone of her voice--that tender caress of a voice, instinct with primal passion and heart-throb and love--gives a musical quality and dramatic force that's been associated with it ever since. If you said to us "Romeo" and we replied "Romeyback" that would be that. But when Juliet, atop the rose-kirtled balcony, breathes out on the sweet smelling evening...
...Boswell. He was so open in his admiration for the Emperor that his hard-eyed rivals called him "Rapture." Another follower was Charles Tristan de Montholon, a born courtier who accompanied Napoleon into exile because his debts were so great he could go nowhere else. Swaggering, hypersensitive, jealous Caspar Gourgaud also went along because he had no other choice. General Henri Gratien Bertrand, Napoleon's Grand Marshal, tall, skinny and timid, "had the face of a middle-aged woman who had for some unexplained reason taken to side-burns." Humorously aware of the ridiculousness of his little company, Napoleon...
...Louis' Municipal Auditorium, Alfred M. Landon took the platform, accompanied for the first time in the campaign by his wife and his daughter. The crowd shouted in frenzy. "Mr. Chairman, Ladies and Gentlemen," he began. Not a word was audible above the hubbub. Long-suffering as Caspar Milquetoast, he repeated his salutation ten or a dozen times before the crowd permitted him to be heard. Then, halting frequently, with eyes often searching anxiously for his place in his manuscript, Alf Landon read the closing speech of his campaign, not a much better orator than he began...