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Last week's principal discovery was a onetime Brigadier General of the English Army washing dishes in a Quebec hotel. While he scrubbed, Charles Henry Gough could ponder a seesaw career in which he had at various times been custodian of drumsticks, sabres, human lives, counters of lingerie, saxophones, dishrags...
...employed as a floorwalker in the New York department stores, of Abraham & Straus and John Wanamaker. He played the clarinet in the Police Reserves Band of New York City. For a special concert at Fort Hamilton the bandsmen were ordered to wear what decorations they possessed; Brigadier General Gough's ribbons of rank awed his companions; he was the fêted hero of the musicians, who had hitherto known nothing of his history. Reserved, unwilling to rely on his military connections to further his welfare, he later became saxophonist-director of a dance orchestra at the Club Polle...
...Chilton, England, the Rev. E. P. Gough, rector of a nearby parish, found a church, buried beneath a rubbish pile. Disregarding the symbolical nature of his discovery, he immediately broadcast news of it together with interesting details. The church had apparently been built in the days of Roman occupancy of Great Britain; in it, it seemed probable, St. Augustine had initiated bearded and barbarous tribesmen into fellowship with a kind, mysterious and splendid God. During the lapse of savage centuries, the little church had become overlaid with dust; when found, it was covered 14 feet deep with the refuse...
Like many corners of England, Chilton abounds with relics of its ancient tenancy. Near to the almost perfectly preserved little chapel which Rector Gough discovered last week are the remnants of a Norman Church, built at a much later date and destroyed during the last century. In its foundations there is a tomb upon which travelers may read this somewhat anxious epitaph: "John of Candover lies here. May the good and gracious God have mercy...
...typographical history of the Bible is no more pedantic than his bubbling monolog on Gilbert and Sullivan (in which it occurs to him that "we get lots of our ideas of government from comic operas and then take ourselves as seriously as Sitting Bull"). From "The Ghost of Gough Street" and "Shakespeare and the Old Vic" one gets a faintly disturbing impression of anglomania, soon dispelled by the mordant judgments of "Are Comparisons Odious?" (on English lecturers and tailors, French politeness and libraries, American politicians and platitudes) and the warm enthusiasm of "Change Cars at Paoli"† (on historic spots...