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...With thoughts of independence uppermost in your minds, economics and other subjects must take a secondary place. The proposal to delay the decision 15, 20, or 30 years is not a plan; it is a subterfuge . . . a graveyard policy. Those opposed to independence should have the courage to admit it. Frankness may furnish information for which crocodile tears are no substitute. You are willing to pay the high cost of freedom and you will by orderly peaceful persuasion convince Americans of the justice of your cause...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: TERRITORIES: Hurley v. Hawes | 8/10/1931 | See Source »

...have written, "Just close the coffin and put me down in the ground quietly without anyone having to see more than necessary of this sadness." Death is going to be mysterious, I know, and if my friends are afraid to follow me to a graveyard at night I don't want them there, I'll go it alone. For anyone who does care to go, it ought to make my passing more impersonal and happy. I'm surprised people haven't thought of this idea long ago and am grateful to TIME for having brought...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Letters, May 18, 1931 | 5/18/1931 | See Source »

...Wendel corner, explained it was because the contemporary Tobey had to have a place to run in. The present Tobey has his own brass bed, his own specially constructed table alongside Miss Wendel's. When this Tobey dies he will be buried with his predecessors in the Wendel dog-graveyard at Irvington-on-the-Hudson, N. Y. (the Wendel summer-home...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Milestones, Mar. 23, 1931 | 3/23/1931 | See Source »

...refused. Poor and usually wageless, she "lived on bread and lived for gin." When she discovered that her untidy flowers were worth money she grew them for all she was worth, tottered home with many a bottle from the village pub. One winter night she got drunk in the graveyard and froze to death. Her cottage became an arty teashop, which was of course a failure...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Story Poems | 3/16/1931 | See Source »

...atmosphere breathed its spell upon him. This would never do! Death and the graveyard spun their eery way through the network of his brain. An owl screeched in the German Museum. His mind played pranks and he looked down the dismal stretches to the rain-swept pavement below. Suicide...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: The Student Vagabond | 3/6/1931 | See Source »

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