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...gratin, had no way to tell of the fallibility of the bovine world till the crescendo of sensitive student's protest reached a revolutionary shout. A system so mechanically perfect, yet so hard and insensitive to the demands of the taste buds, has lived too long with the muse of science, and needs a bit of rejuvenation along more humane lines. Harvard's great lack today is an official taster...
...name in U. S. lights. He tried again but never repeated his success. When Harriet finally divorced her husband and married Moody, it was only for a brief honeymoon and a long last illness. After his death she continued to be a friend to the friends of the Muse: her warm-hearted hospitality is still grate fully remembered by many a poet. And before she died (in 1932) she had written a first-rate book that may well outlast her husband's and her husband's memory. Its name: Mrs, William Vaughn Moody's Cook Book...
MISS WINSLOW, the executive secretary of the College Poetry Society of America, has compiled and edited an anthology for which new official duties have especially qualified her. She, if anybody, ought to know all the mute, inglorious young Miltons, male and female, who are strictly meditating the thankless Muse in college dormitories throughout the land. Her car is attuned to the squawking as well as the melody of the collegiate lyres on the campus. This book reveals both her knowledge and her sympathy. All the contributors are college men and women, but their interests, beyond that single tie of unity...
...Muse was flashing her most winsome smile, and the boys were doing beautifully. They hadn't gotten very far; they were still dallying in the olive groves with Socrates and Plato. And the topic under discussion was the Platonic super being, or the Natural Man. Apparently the latter gentleman had not been very closely defined...
...unaware that his Muse was often mute to his friends. Even as a little lad, Plato was his teacher; and philosophy his friend. He recalls his preference for the tales of the ancient sages; and the disappointment of his nurse who loved to read him fairy tales. There was a story of a wise man who lived in a tub and told an emporor to stand out of his light; there was a tale of a man who fell in a well while looking at the stars; and once upon a time there was a philosopher who plucked the feathers...