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Said Frank Sinatra last week, as he sat cockily in his ebony-furnished, "agency modern" offices in Los Angeles' William Morris Agency and tilted a white-banded black panama off his forehead: "Man, I'm buoyant. I feel about eight feet tall." Said a friend: "He's got it made. He's come all the way back and he's gone still further. He's made the transition from the bobby-sox to the Serutan set and if he keeps on going like he's going, he'll step right in when...
Imaginary, too, are the Phragians whom Stewart uses to illustrate the city's neatly Spenglerian life cycle. Archias arrives with the first settlers as a boy stowaway. Ragged and kinless, he carries on his forehead the scar of a cut made as an identification mark during the sack of his unknown native city. Grown prosperous and middle-aged in the hilltop village of Phrax, he fathers Bion, who appears later in the chronicle as a sturdy citizen of a city that is still raw but has years of greatness ahead. Bion's son Callias, heir to wealth, enters...
...excessive neatness of the full circle from cut forehead to cut forehead is characteristic of The Years of the City. Right down to the pat A, B, C, D of the main characters' names, Author Stewart built his massive book with a professorial care that helps make up for his defects as a novelist. His descriptions are sometimes gravelly with detail, and his style is sometimes thorny, but his tale of a city that never was can teach readers a lot about the cities that really were-and the cities that are. "When we read the story...
...Davy Crockett. Painted by one John Neagle in 1828, it shows Crockett as a freshman Congressman in a flowing tie. The canvas jibes well with a contemporary word picture of Crockett in Washington, which described Davy as "a tall, athletic man with raven-black hair, parted on his forehead and falling upon his neck, with large, keen black eyes and a mild, frank, good-natured expression of face." Just in case any small fry failed to recognize their hero as he really looked. Museum Director Perry Rathbone exhibited the portrait beside a full-scale Disney cutout of the television King...
...About two hours before death it was decided to administer oxygen. The wrong valves were accidentally opened on the oxygen tank, with the result that a glass container exploded. A fragment of glass struck the President on the forehead, but, fortunately, with slight injury . . . During the last two hours of life the patient was attended by me alone, in the presence of the President and Mrs. Coolidge and a nurse. From time to time I examined the heart and was astounded by the President requesting that he be permitted to listen to the heart sounds...