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...Springs Trustee Leighton Goldie McCarthy, 71-year-old Canadian Minister to the U.S., and went to his annual Warm Springs turkey dinner, twice postponed by the crisis. He did well by the 4,300 calories (twice the volume of three ordinary meals) from gingered fresh fruit in cider through roast young torn turkey and oyster-corn stuffing to pumpkin...
...another. Dean Fitzgerald, "refined and fastidious," had a young lady parishioner who had seen a saint in a vision, discovered a sacred spring, showed stigmata on her hands and feet, existed without eating. When Father Chisholm happened in unexpectedly late one night, found the young woman "stuffing herself" on roast chicken, her mother cried rather sensibly: "I've got to keep her strength up somehow." But Father Chisholm, appalled by "the folly ... of all human life," felt obliged to unmask...
Able-bodied Princess Juliana of The Netherlands subscribed her royal blood to Canada's pool for the war-wounded.... War-rationed King George and Queen Elizabeth made their "weekend roast" last all week....Leopold, King of the Belgians, completed his first year as a prisoner of war, under lax guard in a Laeken castle near Brussels.... Gravely ill at Doorn was Germany's ex-Kaiser Wilhelm....Carol of Rumania plumped bag and baggage down in Havana at last, told 60 reporters and cameramen he was "a simple refugee." .... Finally legit picaresque Harry ("Prince Michael Alexandrovitch Dmitry Obolensky Romanoff...
Mann's two young men differ notably in physique and temperament. Shridaman has a noble head, a secondary body, Nanda a handsome body whose head is like the parsley on a roast. Shridaman is the religious, poetic, neurotic type, Nanda an amiable, simple sensualist. They like each other through their differences. For shy Shridaman, Nanda courts Sita "of the beautiful hips," and whose head is as empty as her body is luscious. The tragicomic troubles of this trio are just nicely begun where the original legend ends...
...everybody comes in and they really take the finish a part, and you say It's Too Much and start throwing chairs at people. Then they sign off with a slow blues, and it's intermission. You walk across the street to Julius's and ear the best roast beer sandwich in the world while Eddie Condon tells you how he's going to quit the music business. He's been saying that for fifteen years...