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Lamp Oil Internally. Way back in the Thurber cousinhood there was Dr. Beall. a homeopath in a plug hat, who believed in "small doses of mild drugs, a heavy meal three times a day, a good cigar after each one, a little whisky to regulate the heart, a cheerful disposition to relax the system, a healthy skepticism to clear the mind of notions, and a sane moderation in exercise and bathing, either of which could kill a man if he didn't watch out." Doc Beall's most common prescription was lamp oil taken internally. He took...
...make matters worse, Liz gets that old loose-woman feeling whenever she is near the ship's captain ("Wave after wave of cigar smoke, eau de cologne and maleness broke over her"). Sure enough, she falls again, and thinks she has stripped her moral gears for keeps. At this logical jumping-off place for a French bedroom farce, Novelist Vincent Sheean, writing with perfect seriousness, has his heroine leap into Indian mysticism. In Sheean's handling, it is as crashingly pointless as a dive into an empty swimming pool...
...Jacksonville, Presidential Candidates Estes Kefauver and Richard Russell met unexpectedly while trying to harvest some votes during a quick tour of the same cigar factory. They carried off the encounter like true Southern Gentlemen. Russell: "Hello. Estes, I haven't seen you in a long time. How are you holding up?" Kefauver: "I'm fine, got a little sore throat in Cincinnati last night. Which side of the street are you working?" Russell: "I'm working both sides." "Be good, Dick." "You be the same, Estes." And with that, the candidates parted to look for less crowded...
...projects at Universal-International studios like a factory. He approves the basic script idea, buys the production tools, then lets his workmen bring out the product. Often he will give his writer the summary of an idea. Then, "We start tomorrow," he will say, pulling on his long cigar. "I'll see you at the preview...
Pressed for a quick answer to give the press, the inspector settled back in his chair, puffed on a cigar, and said, "It's obvious boys. Schuster puts the finger on this guy Sutton. Sutton has him killed...