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...much in the story nor its background but in her characters' coruscating conversations, the implications of their grotesque actions and their wilder words, does Christina Stead's originality shine. Readers who know where they are with the Saturday Evening Post will get little or nothing out of The Beauties and Furies. Its trolls and hobgoblins may show less timid readers a thing or two not visible except by moonlight...
...great-great-granddaughter of Thomas Jef ferson. Her mother's father was Thomas Jefferson Coolidge, onetime (1892-93) Minister to France. Her father graduated from Harvard in 1875, is currently celebrated in Boston for his habit of taking a long constitutional around Back Bay every day, rain or shine. Frederick Richard Sears's daughter was a late-flowering hyacinth. Her appearance on a polo pony in men's riding breeches caused Boston women's clubs to raise their eyebrows long before the War, but it was not until a California Mothers' Club passed a resolution...
...Bill Moore just out of the hospital, Bob Cooke playing on the first line, reserve lines will probably find Moore and Childs sharing pivot duties, with Pillsbury and Nagel on the right and Gagarin and Nagel to the left. Against newly formed lines the Harvard seconds and thirds should shine...
...Dunster, men of the blood-capped tower of Dunster, have thy flood-lamps burnt out? Replace them! Replace them! Let not thy mind be dimmed by any weak blue haze. And ye able men of Adams, men with hearts of gold, rise above the ethereal blue and shine! Even though ye be a House divided, ye cannot fall. Turn on the lights. Assert thyselves! Ho! eager men of Eliot, ye Green Knights of metrical romance, where is thy chivalry, thy honor? Gawain is thy peer, no blue haired fairy of Pinochio. Light up! Light...
...chest cold, scrawled out with his left hand because California handshakers had disabled his right. The Hecksher Foundation for Children launched a drive for winter relief funds in New York City with a poem composed by chipper, white-bearded Philanthropist August Hecksher, 87. Excerpt: The stars, the stars shine brighter, Search thine immortal soul, Thy heart, thy heart beats lighter, What first we need is - COAL. In the weekly newspaper of Doom, The Netherlands, Wilhelm von Hohenzollern inserted an advertisement thanking the world Press for its interest in his 77th birthday...