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...Butz as "Miss Indian Territory." Mrs. Butz played the same role at Guthrie a quarter- century ago. The temperature was 32°. Bridegroom Sneed refused to take off his overcoat, did remove his black felt hat. Joked shivering Bride Butz: "I c-could get m-married a h-h-heap quicker than this...
...ears. This was Argos whom Odysseus had bred but never worked, because he left for Ilium too soon. On a time the young fellows used to take him out to course the wild goats, the deer, the hares: but now ?he lay derelict and masterless on the dung-heap before the gates, on the deep bed of mule-droppings and cow-dung which collected there till the serfs of Odysseus had time to carry it off for manuring his broad acres. So lay Argos the hound, all shivering with dog-ticks. Yet the instant Odysseus approached, the beast knew...
Sabrina has been hidden in the jail at Litchfield, Conn., in the Connecticut River, in a safety deposit vault, in a farmer's dung heap. Once a plucky Non Sabrina Man forged a receipt to get her out of an express office in Springfield. Mass. Sabrina has been taken to Europe. Sabrina Men are supposed to show the statue once or twice a year, announcing it beforehand so that students may turn out at night with torches. Sabrina is shown briefly in an automobile which speeds away at once, with other automobiles in hot pursuit. The even classes have held...
...Publicly to against expound himself and last week denounce the "plot"against himself last week Josef Stalin chose his Right-Hand-Man-Of-The-Moment, Comrade Lazar Kaganovitch. Ingenious, this henchman found the perfect metaphor with which to explain away major breaks in the Five-Year Plan and heap all praise upon Dictator Stalin. Keynoted Comrade Kaganovitch: ". . . Why wail over broken eggs when we are trying to make an omelette...
...energy." He got a good job early, with an electrical manufacturing company. His job and his fellow-workers roused his interest in science. He put himself through London University, emigrated to the U. S., returned for the War which "completely reorganized my life." Music struck him all of a heap; Dostoyevsky was a "revelation." He had an unsuccessful love affair, tried to scatter the memory among other women. One of them got a divorce to become his mistress, died before their experiment had completely failed. Now, middleaged, unambitious, disillusioned, he waits to see what will happen with the rest...