Word: peepul
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...editor. He wrote rambling comments for the Record ("We like Yale better than we do Harvard. Otherwise we would have gone to Harvard and liked it better than Yale"), and under the names of Sancho Panza and Guy Fawkes, some light light verse for the News ("Ruddy-fased the peepul go, Up to Plasid for the sno . . ."). Griswold's ambition in life: to be a writer...
...possible from the glittering Taj Mahal. This field looked like a junkyard. Here & there water buffalo were grazing. The Department of Public Works had built overnight a square platform of brick and cement, three feet high and twelve feet square. At the four corners were stumps of the sacred peepul tree. On the platform was half a ton of sandalwood, mixed with ghi (melted butter), incense, coconuts and camphor. Gandhi's body was raised to the pyre...
...time, read the first half of the book and toss it away. Some place midway between the middle and the last third, Miss Howe begins to search for a soul for Dorothea. She finds it for her--you've guessed it--not in Cambridge, but Out West, among the peepul. Not until Dorothea joins the bedpan brigade in a Boston hospital and follows it up with a train trip (tourist class) to Idaho, does she discover Life...
...long-suffering biddies awaited "Der Tag" with every expectancy of a new life. F. D. R. was the man "who had opened the banks . . . ended the depression . . . restored wages." In short, the "man of the peepul." On the other hand, the waitresses almost unanimously were for Alf, feeling that he "would end the depression . . . restore wages . . . lower the cost of living." While the Kansan polled almost 98% of the waitresses vote, still many other menu handlers shly admitted a preference for the virile tactics of "Break It Up" Apted, head of the Yard Police...
Sirs: Your article anent Insull in the May 14 issue left me with the following impression: Bighearted, genial Sam Insull was a true friend of the peepul. He had saved up a little nestegg of $100,000,000 out of his earnings as a secretary to Edison and felt reasonably well-fortified against a rainy day. He disliked money and hoped he never made another nickel, But he was continually hounded by common folk insisting that he take their savings to invest. Sam didn't want to do it. He had planned on putting his own money into some...