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Grinning Belgians made a point of sitting at sidewalk cafés to sip beer or lemonade and watch the retreat-tattered, dusty men, walking, piled on horse-drawn carts, or riding bicycles which were sometimes without tires. Madly the Germans tried to exchange rum, margarine and other rations for civilian clothes. Fascist Rexists had waited three days at the railway station for a train that never came, then slunk off to hide as best they could. Said a German officer: "We do not like traitors; we merely use them...
John Dewey Rides Again-One Christmas, Humorist Perelman decided to trim a Christmas tree. Advised Mademoiselle: "Dip tips of twisted cotton strips into India ink." Author Perelman went to work muttering: "Tip dips of twisted crotton sips. . . . Sip dips of cristed totton tips." Finally he surrendered to House & Garden's "inspiration of the season-an upside-down-evergreen tree swung from the ceiling...
...indeed, the girls back home should worry, or else learn to ... darn socks or something else besides play bridge and sip cocktails all afternoon. The English say we spoil our women. After seeing and going out with a number of both I'm convinced we certainly do. My advice to any bewildered bachelor back home: send to England for a wife. The initial investment may be large but she will save you two thousand bucks a year in upkeep...
...conference room, Washington's women reporters filled the first two rows. (One newshen wore two huge orchids.) Clark Gable sat down uneasily before the audience of nearly 100, lit a cigaret, took a nervous sip of water. He was acutely aware that, whatever he had done, every hero who had held such press conferences before him had done much more...
...what the score, a sizable group of spectators would retire from the stand as if by signal. Jay Gould would stamp through the festive crowds to the court-tennis court without so much as a glance at the lawn-tennis champions. The champions themselves paused between games to sip a Scotch & soda, a conviviality not unwelcome to the youthful Irish shackers (ball boys) in their cocky yachting caps, red sweaters and disreputable trousers...