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...that we have a breakfast. We leave for work before 6 o'clock, and there are still some seats on the streetcar. We are joyful that we can sit down ... When we come home, my wife gets the last four sausages . . . we are joyful because we have a supper. We go to bed; the bell rings, and when I open the door, there are the police! They ask, 'Mr. Novak?' I answer, 'No, sir, he lives across the street,' and again we are most joyful that we are not arrested...
...launch its 100th anniversary celebration this week, Marshall Field's Chicago department store invited some of its former employees to a buffet supper. Among them: Movie Director Vincente Minnelli, who once dressed the store's windows; Felix Adler, the famed clown, who once sold rugs; Burt Lancaster, floorwalker turned cinemactor; Cinemactress Arlene Dahl, onetime lingerie model; and ex-Elevator Girl Dorothy Lamour...
...Lubbock advertising produced good results, especially when a framed picture of the Last Supper was offered as a "diploma." A series of twelve ads brought 168 requests for the course, resulted in 17 known conversions in about a year. In 1948, the Paulists tried the experiment on a larger scale in Boston...
...example, is no stock cleric of the sort Balzac rolled off his nib, but the full-length portrait of a weak, well-meaning man of the world, truckling where he has to, lording it where he can, glad to do a kindness if you'll wait till after supper, parish-wise and heaven-foolish all day long. The wicked nun is not simply wicked, but a believable wretch who got that way partly through her own vanity, partly because she was hideously tricked by her father into a life she had no call for. Manzoni's novel...
...dreamed it." One night last June, curly-headed Marjorie had her dream, woke up early the next morning to jot down some lyricj about up-in-the-sky-sky-sky, see-the-snow-fly-fly-fly. She hummed an almost profes< sionally simple melody, and her aunt, a onetime supper-club singer named Sandra Kent, wrote it out. Marjorie's father, an amateur violinist, thought the lyrics were too repetitious, but Aunt Sandra dis« agreed. She landed Marjorie's song on g CBS-TV program last month, and later. Guy Lombardo heard it. Lombardo investigated and decided...