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...hired a band on credit, held services. Three services brought him $3,500. He then made the proud boast: "The day will come when I will own every foot, every inch, and every pinch of the 6,500-acre site of the City of Zion and then I will float the flag of Zion over every building...
...that the heart, whose nerves had been disconnected, started beating faster. He pinched the veins and arteries connecting the heart and the abdominal viscera he was watching. That is, with nerve or telegraph system cut off, he now dammed the blood stream through which a possible hormone might float. The cat's heart now returned to normal. Professor Cannon, wriggling the cat's hind part, released the pinched veins and arteries. The heart again beat faster than normal. Obviously the movements of the cat's lower muscles manufactured something which caused the faster beating: that...
...long time since the Vagabond has allowed himself to slip into one of those moods in which he contents himself with watching the smoke float ceilingwards. Sentimentalism is rather apt to get the upper hand at such moments and it is all too easy for an old fellow to become roseate. So the Vagabond has kept busy with his lectures and his books and left sessions with a pipe to Old Mother Advocate who has been addicted to such whims these many years...
...Francisco last week shivers of delight scooted up and down many a small spine. In open-mouthed wonder children watched snowy-white angels float down from the sky; an old witch ride madly astride her broomstick, pausing only to tickle the nose of a raggedy boy waiting to be fattened and baked into gingerbread. The climax came when his yellow-haired sister saved him with the wave of a magic juniper-branch and a hocus-pocus formula, when together they pushed the witch into the oven stoked for them. For children no moment of the performance approaches this supreme...
...There is no water fit to drink. The water works are demolished, the river is a sea of mud and the dead are still uncounted. Floods have washed out the newly buried dead in the cemeteries and coffins float around like corks. . . . Concrete cisterns are being used as funeral pyres, cremating as many as fifty bodies at a time. Even at a distance of ten miles . . . it was apparent that bodies were being burned. When we landed we could see wagons pass by loaded with dead. The drivers would stop and curse and cry: 'More dead, more dead...