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From the point of view of the college undergraduate who leaves Cambridge for comic relief, the latest effort of sex filled Clara is blotto. The only relief is in seeing the bell hop-ushers dash fragrant gummers into their idea of ducal grandeur...
Charles Proteus Steinmetz, bearded, grotesque, labored in an undershirt. Wrapped in clouds of fragrant cigar smoke this hunchbacked Thor dreamed and made possible artificial thunderbolts. This week in Schenectady a dapper, clean-shaven man with the face of a witty and successful banker delivered before the American Institute of Electrical Engineers the Steinmetz lecture, instituted in honor of his late fellow scientist...
...many an authentically stirring moment-a Yankee band challenging the Rebels with "Dixie" before the carnage at Fredericksburg; a sardonic Southern gallant shooting between his horse's ears on a midnight pursuit; the preparations for a lonely sabre duel; a bright-haired Richmond belle riding through magnolia-fragrant lanes and other pleasant spots. But the story itself is less satisfactory. The web of realism hangs loosely upon its romantic skeleton. Two cousins Hale, Canadians, are turned from Federal mercenaries into Confederate impostors, and from comrades into enemies, by the circumstances of being wounded and imprisoned, and of seeing Camilla...
...rose from his rocking-chair to indicate that questions might be addressed to him. Harried by life, the storekeeper distrusted all men, but most of all, those who worked in his store. He never allowed John Shedd to make change for a customer. On the long counter, polished and fragrant with the memory of countless bags of coffee and packages of flour and chocolate pushed across its surface, John Shedd did up his parcel, tool: the customer's coin, and stood waiting for his boss (who was usually occupied elsewhere) to come and get the change...
HEAVEN TREES?Stark Young? Scribner ($2). When Critic Stark Young of the New Republic was a small boy, he lived (he now pretends) on a big, easygoing plantation near Memphis. It was called "Heaven Trees," a place of calm walks and lawns, fragrant with myrtle and syringa. His gentle Southern kinfolk were surrounded with their slaves, cottonfields and traditional propertied indolence, the men riding blooded horses and holding long argument over cold juleps; the ladies, pert and lovely to behold, keeping the large household continually open to visitors for a night, a week, a year...