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...Lampoon rose easily from the camp stool in his office, and greeted me with a firm grip and a twinkle in that...
...first time-a man who, according to Critic Lawrence Gilman, has made All-Bach recitals as popular in the British Isles as cricket matches, a musician with a keen enough sense of humor to tell on himself of the moist night in South Africa when he slipped off his stool and under the piano. They saw him come out on the stage, a little man, one-third fore head and nearly two-thirds shirt front; saw him bow, start to play. A group of Preludes and Fugues, the Partia in C minor, the Toccata in G minor and the French...
...York. Then 43, there were as many gold stars on his record as there were hairs in his beard, stars that went all the way back to his earliest days in Frankfort, when, a square little Hessian boy in skirts, he pulled himself up onto the music piano stool and walked his fingers up and down the keyboard until the neighbors poked their heads out the windows and shook threatening fists. He was a baby then, just a pianist. At six he was composing; at 19 he was a conductor and his neighbors forgave him, went way to Halle...
...Mayor. He had interfered with the easy-going manner of awarding contracts for school buildings. He had taught that the U. S. Army retreated before the advance of the British on Washington, D. C., in the War of 1812. Roared Mayor Thompson: "I will run that whiskered pro-British stool pigeon of King George out of town!" To do that His Honor replaced the members of the Board of Education with citizens upon whom he could rely. Soon the Board suspended Mr. McAndrew...
Through a long afternoon filled with soporific technicalities that occasionally snorted into colorful blasphemy, the whiskered "stool pigeon of King George" tilted far back in his swivel chair, read the Chicago Tribune comic strip about Andrew Gump, Minerva Gump, etc., etc. Above the edge of the newspaper, courtroom idlers could see Mr. McAndrew's iron grey hair. Occasionally he put the newspaper down and chuckled. Then the idlers noted his white whiskers well tinged with red, his high color, his eyebrows that laid a direct black line across his forehead...