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...more must be done for them than the Cabinet thinks the country can afford. They are willing to bet that Mrs. Baldwin will never forgive the king for inviting her to a dinner at which she had to sit down with "that woman" Mrs. Simpson. As presses begin to clatter, the provincial Yorkshire Post historically spits out the gag which has kept 99% of His Majesty's subjects in England and India from ever hearing of Mrs. Simpson, much less hearing that the King is resolved to marry her. The Yorkshire Post does not actually mention Mrs. Simpson...
Nights the one window in the bedroom of my Attic makes clatter enough for twenty, shaking and banging, postponing sleep. Lie and shiver under blankets as proof as gossamer, which absorbs the sheets' unfriendly chill. Gradually warmer inside and colder outside my bed. The tip of the nose stays outside the blankets, stays cold. Like a healthy...
...murmur of traffic and a muffled clatter of Halloween high jinks floated up one evening last week to the roof of Hollywood's Knickerbocker Hotel. Searchlights on top of nearby cinema houses fingered the rosy sky over Hollywood Boulevard. On the hotel roof, ignoring a milling throng of spiritualists, magicians, newshawks, cameramen and gawpers, a plump, white-haired woman walked down a length of red plush carpet on the arm of a bearded man. Beatrice Wilhelmina Rahner Houdini and her business manager, Magician Edward Saint, seated themselves on thronelike chairs before a red-draped table. On the table...
...early presidents of this college and to our pilgrim fore-fathers whose devotion brought us our present greatness. More ceremonies, long and solemn, and then to the Pavilion for the festive part of the precedings. My heart bubbled to see the spaicous tent, the garlands, the festoons. Clatter of plates and glasses formed a song for the celebration. Soon speeches by Governor Edw. Everett, and then toast after toast until all our heads were swimming merrily in the good refreshment of the college. Fine words and much sense from Mr. Webster who expounded the glories of our Constitution. Now more...
Just after noon came the blare of band music and the clatter of hoofs. Down the street rode King Edward, his head almost extinguished under the enormous bearskin of the Grenadier Guards. Behind him clattered his equerry. Major Sir John ("Jackie") Renton Aird, and behind him the stolid heir to the throne, the Duke of York...