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...Genius. Years later, when married, a father and famous as the author of The Scarlet Letter, he was still a recluse at heart. Young William Dean Howells went to call on him in Concord, found him "visibly shy to the point of discomfort." His Concord neighbor Bronson Alcott noted in his journal: "I get glimpses of Hawthorne as I walk up the sledpaths, he dodging about amongst the trees on his hilltop as if he feared his neighbor's eyes would catch him as he walked. A coy genius. . . . Nobody gets a chance to speak with him unless...
Formed after the Concord Conference of February 8 to 12, the Council, headed by Ruth Forguson, Wellesley '48, hopes to coordinate the numerous Boston college groups interested in the eventual establishment of a federal world government. Mark Van Doren, Pulitzer Prize winner will be its first forum speaker on "The First Step in World Government." The meeting, free to the Harvard and Radcliffe public, will begin at 8 o'clock...
...Hampshire, Washington, and Britain had much clearer memories of him. The son of a New York blue blood, he had been shy and scraggly at St. Paul's School in Concord, N.H., shy and scraggly at Princeton, which he left without a degree to campaign for Teddy Roosevelt in 1912. At St. Paul's, where he returned to teach history, students sometimes had difficulty hearing him. But his low-voiced earnestness had an incandescent quality they never forgot...
Stocky, blondish Carl J. Friedrich, government professor and expert on public opinion and prrroppagahnda, tried to make practice fit preaching when he managed fellow-teacher Charles R. Cherington's high-powered campaign for election to the school committee inn staid, tradition-bound Concord recently...
Using every trick of the trade, including the bandwagon effect, vague, honeyed generalizations, and half-truths, Professor Friedrich moulded the public opinion of Concord in perfect text-book style. He had them eating out of Cherington's hand...