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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Anticipating some sort of protest, Professor Pitkin explained through the press that he had not meant to suggest that the alleged Wilson infirmities were "shameful" or "monstrous." "Thousands of people cheerfully exhibit and endure far worse ills of the flesh. . . . He might have avoided most of the myriad condemnations simply by being honest and admitting physical frailties. But this would have interfered with his restless aspirations. Voters would never elect sick men as governors and presidents...
...Kansas cyclone is a conventional, straightforward sort of catastrophe which comes, blows, goes. More whimsical is a Florida hurricane. Last week residents of Florida's east coast, warned of a hurricane offshore, lashed their awnings, took down their swinging signs, boarded up their show windows, brought home emergency rations, crowded into the supposedly safer southeast rooms of their houses, waited. Still the hurricane dallied among the Bahamas...
Chagrined at Policeman Schober's cabinet was the Austrian Heimwehr. For months they have been holding Schober up as a model of the sort of man who ought to be Chancellor of Austria. Now Schober was Chancellor, and not only was there no member of the Heimwehr listed on his cabinet, but it was quickly evident he was strong enough to rule Austria himself, quite independent of Heimwehr dictatorship...
...Monckton Hoffe, a British playwright, has for some time been demonstrating this fact in London with Many Waters, which permits you to live through the years with a little architect, James Barcaldine, and his pleasant wife. So tranquil are the Barcaldines that a theatrical impresario cites them as the sort of people who like twinkling artificial entertainment because their own lives are so fatuously real...
...that the football season has been successfully launched once more, the Vagabond can devote himself to his duties with greater assurance. College seems to be existing in some sort of suspended animation until the band has blared the familiar marches through Harvard Square for the first time and the first October afternoon has been spent looking down on the struggling players and cavorting cheer leaders from a perch high up in the horseshoe. But with the opening Saturday once passed the vast conglomeration that is a university settles down into the rhythm than continues, save for a change of tempo...