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...anyway I haven't a nightshirt with...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Medicine: Country Doctor | 7/18/1927 | See Source »

Recent close association with the efforts of famous men had somewhat addled his brain. He did not realize that clocks do not run backwards smoothly. And so his glorious historical pageant merely peeps groggily from behind the swinging pendulum. We catch a fleeting glimpse of Arthur's nightshirt and Cyrano's nose, but they are distorted to no effect. Yet Lampy slumbers on. He snores. He wheezes. The shades of the past present themselves in a villianous, not to say poisonous, gallimafray...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: JESTER'S BELLS FAIL TO TINKLE AS LAMPY NAPS | 2/3/1927 | See Source »

...which the spiral motion occurs, as an eddy is carried down a brook.) In England, townsfolk living north and west of London scrambled from their beds before dawn, panic-stricken by sounds of falling crockery and chimney pots. Through the lanes of Duddleston fled a yokel in a nightshirt screaming, "The end of the world has come!" In Hereford, the town clock struck thrice though it was really five o'clock. At Stratford-on-Avon, U. S. tourists clutched their passports and pocketbooks; the "sure and firm set earth" was trembling violently with the roar of an express train...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Science: Portents | 8/30/1926 | See Source »

...hundred gentlemen of Mississippi, standing, with handkerchiefs over their faces, on a bridge near Picayune, one night last week, derived considerable amusement from the spectacle of a man who stood trembling before them in a cotton nightshirt with a rope around his neck. The other end of the rope was attached to the railing of the bridge...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: National Affairs: In Picayune | 5/3/1926 | See Source »

John Jeffery Farnol used to sit scrouged up in his nightshirt outside the parlor door while his father read stories to his mother. This was in Kent in the '80s. At school he used to tell stories to his mates that would last weeks, months, terms. There was no money to send him to college and his father tried to cure the boy's fever for yarning. But even in a Birmingham brassworks he jotted notes and spun tales at lunch hour. It lost him his job, but the fights he fought made red blood for his heroes and villains...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: FICTION: Yarn Fever | 3/29/1926 | See Source »

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