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...Cobham, British aviator in the plane, looked down and started with amazement, for scowling up at him from beneath their heavy orbital ridges were the very dragons of his nursery books. And they were alive-huge, dark monsters nine feet long, who raised themselves on post-like legs to glare at the strange thing in the air. They showed no fear: during a million years all beasts on Komodo had fled from their voracity...
That parasitic serpent on the tree of knowledge, the Professional Tutor, is brought under the glare of undergraduate analysis in the current Advocate. Surprisingly enough, the process leaves the reader with the distinct impression that the genus is not entirely poisonous; potential virtues he has, avows Mr. Herz, even though they are outweighed by his sins...
...home for the League. French Foreign Minister Aristide Briand dozed, snored, awoke, fidgeted. Suddenly he sat upright, waved to German Foreign Minister Gustav Stresemann to follow him outside. Both statesmen arose. M. Briand annoyed the earnest delegates by knocking over a chair and received their concentrated glare for his clumsiness...
...other up, each to remain in the public memory as long as is customary for fallen idols: for, to assume the pessimistic attitude and to predict the inevitable, each will be a fallen idol in a surprisingly short time, and he whose arm extended aloft in the calcium glare last night is destined to as deep an obliviou as he who failed to heed the final count. But such philosophy and pessimism is dealing in futurities by four hours, for if the comedy is postponed on account of rain, obituaries, and paeons, including editorials, will...
...constitutionally impossible for a Parrish to be really lugubrious. Innumerable small pranks and whimsies set off the pall of Gray Sheep, softening the glare of its irony, warming it with humanity. The morning of Helen (Mrs.) Rain's funeral, the eaves sparrows quarrel as usual. (She would have liked that.) At John Rain's embarkation, the tugs whisper fuchsia, fuchsia, fuchsia; then cough cocoa, cocoa, cocoa as they push the ship to midstream. During a prayer at sewing circle, Helen Rain peeps covertly at the Women's varying technique-pinching bridge of nose; clasping stomach; kneeling thoroughly...