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...that Jesse Isidor Straus speaks French fluently undoubtedly weighed in favor of his being sent to France instead of staying home as Secretary of Commerce. Aged 60, he takes his job of a Harvard Overseer seriously. Even more seriously does he take the job of being patriarch to his clan of children and grandchildren, whom he keeps together in a Park Avenue apartment building which he built for the purpose. He is also patriarchal toward his 8,000 employes at Macy's, who call him "Mr. Jesse." Last week Mr. Jesse summoned them, asked them to write letters...
...climes. There, the allusions of Professor Babbitt forgotten, the Vagabond recalls an author he once read, a febrile man, Edger Rice Burroughs by name. As the memory returns, he hears the scream of a gorilla, charmingly uncultured. Then, all around him, swarming from the trees, comes a clan of the great apes. The vagabond sits in their midst, learning tricks that neither Burroughs nor his familiars of Brattle Street have ever dreamt of. And then, with an unrestrained and thoroughly natural chords of growls, the hairy beasts rush the demure observer, the Vagabond. He vanishes from their horrid grasp...
...here's to John Curry, The Chief of the Clan; We won't have to worry...
...lordly carriage, with grey trowel beard, curling mustaches and somewhat rambling speech. He was Mr. Hawley's co-pilot on the 1910 flight in which they made an unofficial distance record which has never been surpassed-1,172 mi. Other oldtimers. proud of their kinship in the venerable clan of ballooning, came to congratulate Settle and Van Orman. (Their respective copilots were Lieut. Wilfred Bushnell, a portly, moon-faced Navy officer; and Roland J. Blair who, like Pilot Van Orman, works for Goodyear-Zeppelin Corp.) There was white-shocked Capt. Horace B. Wild, 61, who 40 years ago exhibited...
...dwell in the midst of the desert that is Harvard before registration . . . . The rising splendor of Memorial Chapel, and Eliot House blossoming forth with its new shrubbery, are not enough. The great days are still vivid, and what is to come is yet unsure. The Vagabond greets his clan, and asks their indulgence for another day. Perhaps the spectacle of the incoming Freshmen will brighten his spirits...