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...Maurrant pokes her head out of a second-story window. There is talk of the heat and Mrs. Jones, on the porch, asks Mrs. Maurrant to come down and have a chat. ''Well, maybe I will," says Mrs. Maurrant. She withdraws from the window frame and while she is coming downstairs Mrs. Jones asks Mrs. Fiorentino if it isn't awful, the way Mrs. Maurrant is carrying on with that Sankey, who collects money for the Borden milk people. Mrs. Maurrant appears and there is banal chatter. Mr. (Third Floor) Buchanan, whose wife is in laboring pains, says...
...sits on the porch steps and Vincent Jones, taxi-driving son of the Second Floor Joneses, slides over beside her. '' . . . Say, sweetie, I'll give you two bucks if you'll let me snap your garter." He is overheard by Sammy Kaplan, who loves Rose. Kaplan makes a feeble attempt to attack Jones, but Vincent is far too strong, easily spins Sammy to the ground. Mrs. Jones appears. "Now Vincent, you mustn't do that...
...Brother Bob the scientist, of politico-social activity. Both are intense, but in Brother Phil the intensity is more apparent. He is less facile at repartee, which Young Bob turns off almost automatically. When they were children, their oldest sister, Fola LaFollette, found small Robert sitting gloomily on the porch. She asked what the trouble was. He explained that Philip and the other sister, Mary, had found a little dead bird and were having a funeral for it. He had been crying because "they wouldn't let me come to the funeral. They said I'd laugh...
Joseph Montana, "king of bootleggers," felt he needed a new ice box in his apartment on Chicago's West Side. He ordered one weighing 500 Ibs. Two draymen delivered it last week. As they placed it on the rear porch, the porch gave way. Down, three stories, plunged icebox and draymen. One drayman died...
...year-old twin sons of Gen. Charles Henry Montgomerie y Agramonte, heard that their father had celebrated his 98th birthday on the porch of his home in Popotla, near Mexico City, with many a friend and with the words: "All my life I have drunk Bourbon whiskey and I haven't got through yet." The twin sons congratulated him by cable from Paris. Father Agramonte still goes to his law office (except on holidays), is a patent attorney for Oilman Edward L. Doheny. He has fought all over the face of the earth-in the Civil, Cuban and Crimean...