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...academic body of which Harvard is justly proud. There are short-comings, to be sure,--and these are frankly dealt with in the article,--but, by and large, Anthropology is a pleasure to those who go into it, even if its specialized appeal make it hardly more than caviar to the general...
Married. Marie Josephine Hartford O'Donnell ("Jo") Makaroff, 30, grand- daughter of the late Founder George Huntington Hartford of Great Atlantic & Pacific Tea Co., divorced last December from Caviar Tycoon Vadim Stefan Makaroff; and Barclay K. Douglas, 26, Manhattan stockbroker; at Tallahassee, Fla. He is her third husband, she his second wife...
John Reed came to Harvard from Portland, Oregon, and graduated with the Class of 1910. He took a normal, fashionable part in college activities, made the Lampoon, was cut from the CRIMSON, was head cheerleader during the football season of 1909, wrote the Pudding show, and consumed champagne and caviar at some of the best Boston deb parties. He went to New York, fell under the wing of Lincoln Steffens, became interested in the plight of labor, organized a gigantic labor pageant, was jailed for radical activities. Went to Mexico as war correspondent, made friends with Pancho Villa...
...automobile and headed a caravan of Democratic Governors and Congressmen up a new 140-mile highway through Great Smoky Mountains National Park. Its woodsy peaks and valleys "thrilled and delighted" him. Caught in a thunder shower at lunch time, he wriggled into a slicker, washed down fried chicken and caviar sandwiches with a bottle of beer. At a Cherokee Indian Reservation near Sylva, N. C., Chief Standing Deer (Jerry Blythe) capped the President with a headdress of eagle feathers, mumbled some Cherokee which made him the tribe's Chief White Eagle. White Eagle got his feathers off before photographers...
...remember, that he was living on a diet of sardines and crackers and cheese until we elected him to the Senate with a salary of $10,000 a year and immediately he took up his abode in a fine hotel in Washington and he got to eating caviar, cav-eh-ah. It ain't a thing in the world but Russian catfish eggs, and it upset him and disordered him. What is the cure? . . . Take him across our specked and checkered aprons and give him a first class political spanking and presently he will be all right, sitting...