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...perfection. He has married the littlest, tenderest of sprites who ever sat long hours at an easel before "the souls of old painters who saw God and proclaimed him in terms of Immortal Beauty." The many-crowned Professor has become young, eager, full of pretty and silly courtesies. The stool for her feet, the bunch of far-brought snow-drops Like the lover of Hans Andersen's princess he will not have Perella inconvenienced by the dried pea beneath the seventh mattress. And she adores him. May she not serve? "Socks, my dear?" he answers with puckery brow...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Happy Locke | 9/20/1926 | See Source »

Beside the piano rests demurely the very stool upon which sat "that dissolute midget, Commodore Nutt," when he held his once world famous conversation with P. T. Barnum...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Miscellany: Thumb's House | 8/16/1926 | See Source »

...Hannibal, Mo., a certain Mrs. Laura Fraser, 90, brown of face and wrinkled, rested her bones on a camp stool and listened to the talk of a college scholar.* He was talking about worthless Samuel Clemens, who raised hob in Hannibal 80 years ago, then took to the river...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Miscellany: Flower | 6/7/1926 | See Source »

...reads the Thousand and One Nights, learns to set type, begins writing prose and verse for Brooklyn sheetlets, the Star, the Patriot. When city life irks?even New York with John Jacob Astor tinkling through it in his sleigh?he leaves his compositor's stool to go down the Island and teach in rural schools?at Flushing, Woodbury, Whitestone. He is loved everywhere, a big gentle lad who joins in at games as soon as the bell rings; and he is content everywhere?for whenever it seems good to him he walks away, down the country roads, over a plain...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: NON-FICTION: Idler | 6/7/1926 | See Source »

...Boston, one B. Tracey Ansell, elongated (6 ft. 6 in.), willowy (165 lb.), youthful (19 years), Harvard senior, aroused curiosity, interest, alarm, dismay, by roosting his exaggerated frame upon a stool in a lunch room and gulping down two, four, half a dozen, a dozen, two dozen, three dozen, three dozen and one, and five, and ten-four dozen soft-boiled (2½ min.) hen's eggs, in 45 minutes. At the 37th egg he choked, gasped out, "That egg was rotten." As the 48th mingled with its predecessors, he unfolded himself, arose, collected...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Miscellany: Rat-Hole | 4/5/1926 | See Source »

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