Word: parkes
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...largest island of the archipelago that lies just north of Australia, like scattered shards of a frail continent, is the home of cannibals, gibbons, serpents and birds of paradise. To get some of those birds, and on his way to photograph other jungle life, for the New York Zoological Park, Curator Lee S. Crandall left Manhattan last week. At Port Moresby, Papua, he will make up his field expedition of habitants and natives. Particular end of his quest is the "Rudolf," largest and most gorgeous bird of paradise. When it is not drifting between twilit trees, it hangs upside down...
...heavy Gothic doors of the cloister trembled, slowly closed, were locked. Inside remained 15 quiet women dressed in white robes, wearing black hoods and capes, carrying rosaries, like strings of beads, with a pendant crucifix. They were nuns of the Dominican Sisterhood, located at Corpus Christi Monastery in Menlo Park, California. They had pledged themselves to the perpetual adoration of the Blessed Sacrament, to obedience, poverty and chastity. Never may they leave the cloister (except because of fire, leprosy, contagious maladies, or analogous circumstances...
...Bernard loved the valleys, Benedict the mountains, Francis the towns, Dominic the populous cities"-but the sisterhood established in St. Dominic's name, lead solitary, meditative lives, hearing not even overtones of the thronging metropolis. Last week, at Menlo Park, this renunciation of the world began with the dedication of the chapel by San Francisco's famed Archbishop Hanna. With special mass and a Feast of the Dedication the nuns entered into their new home. Plain chant and the mellow chiming of bells echoed from the vaults. The ceremonies over, the portals of the cloister were sealed. Henceforth...
...Wise. This Jew locked his bedroom door, touched his "gat" fondly, but offered Marry the hospitality of excellent bootleg, and introduced Josephine Ruska of the husky voice and dark caressing eyes. Marry fell promptly in love, and as promptly forgot the mysterious Jew. Long evenings he spent in the park loving Josephine's cooing chatter and warm caresses. Long days he tramped the streets bearing his optimistic letter of recommendation from the small town paper. Big town papers, unimpressed, turned him down...
...strange interlude of a fat Senator in a summer hotel was headlined last fortnight as follows: HEFLIN SCENTS PLOT AS BED CRASHES. Last week the Senator and the hotel management, in Asbury Park, N. J., explained. The Senator's story was that two men came to his bedroom door late one evening and said they had come to mend his bed. There were two beds in the room. The Senator asked which they would mend. How did they know in which bed he would sleep? To these astute questions the men could not reply. They could find nothing wrong...