Word: cranium
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...spilled in the name of freedom and self-rule saturates the pages of history. Many an ardent patriot has bitten the dust in this cause since Moses led his party across a courteously-disposed Red Sea to the hoped-for freedom of the promised land. Many a sturdy Gaelic cranium has succumbed to violent pressure for the sake of autonomy in the Emerald Isle. But at least we have come upon the group that is loftily indifferent to self-government on whatever terms. This group simply does not care...
Others. Handwriting experts and phrenologists (inspectors of the hills and gullies of the cranium) are more interested in character analysis than in predicting events. Last week, Ernest Loomis, president of the American Institute of Phrenologists, inspected the files of Manhattan hatters and read character into skulls shaped like bathtubs, pears, eggs. But, said he: "It is the contents and not the symmetry of a skull which counts in the long run." Perhaps that is why numerologists, crystal-gazers, table-tippers, ouija-board-pushers, rhythmical dancers and all-round yogis stop at nothing in time, space, mind or matter. Then there...
Keyserling. The extremely tall, incessantly restless philosopher whose domed cranium and pointed chin give his head the shape of a child's peg top is Count Hermann Keyserling, 47, head of the Darmstadt School of Wisdom, and creator of sensitive, soul piercing books.* Like the humming of a peg top is Count Keyserling's conversation. He chattered and he lectured in perfect English, last week, to lionizing Manhattanites, but so rapidly and with so much finger-waggling that some were abashed and others annoyed...
Incredible feet, swollen knees, a body like a fat egg, a bent neck, tufted cranium, misty eyes very high and close together and a heavy spatulate appendage, blotched and yellow, more like a piece of foot gear than a nose-that was balaeniceps rex, the shoebill stork, who arrived in Manhattan last week, cabined in the officers' quarters of his steamer, from Lake No, near Khartoum, Upper Egypt. He was one of five specimens that collectors have captured in 35 years. Two of his kin died some years ago in England. Two stalk dejectedly about the zoo at Cairo...
...pulled so far down over the cadaverous face that only the high hooked nose of Emanuel Silberstein showed out from beneath. Moving up behind his old tutor, the youth raised a squat hammer (a cobbler's) and beat upon the bowed white skull. James Calisch was unconscious, his cranium crushed beyond repair, before other patrons could seize Student Silberstein...