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...Negroes of Durham, N, C. call it "Mr. Duke's Univussity." Durham newsfolk who depend on it for frequent stories call it a "three-ring circus." One ring in the Duke University tent which has something going on all the time is the Department of Psychology. That department is headed by aging, idealistic, contentious Professor William McDougall, emphatic exponent of Lamarckism (inheritance of acquired characteristics); it publishes Character and Personality ("An International Quarterly for Psychodiagnostics and Allied Studies"); and for four years it has nurtured the most significant and apparently the most cold-blooded scientific attack ever made...
...starvation, bad weather ground him and his four companions down. Evans collapsed, lost his mind, died. One day Oates said, "I am just going outside and may be some time." He never came back. His sacrifice was in vain. In November 1912, a searching party found Scott's tent, half buried in snow, a few miles from the last route camp. The three bodies were in their sleeping bags...
...Fuller, whose father was a newspaperman, whose mother was an old friend of Mrs. Sinclair's. They had a baby at once but the parents separated them until Upton could make enough to support his wife. Not until 1903 did the young Sinclairs set up housekeeping-in a tent in a grove of trees outside Princeton, N. J. They had a $1-a-day subsidy from a Socialist friend to keep them alive until Sinclair wrote the first of his unfinished Civil War trilogy, Manassas. They lived there three and a half years. The winters were bitter...
Overhead the hollow stretch of whitish cloud formations shut out the sky and cloak the whole land in a tent that had the earth for its floor. Absent is the late pale green of heaven, the distant rims of the world are suffused into the gathering twilight. The land is barren and fruitless except for the smiling champaigns of flowers blotched intermittently throughout all the wastes. There is no wind, or breath of air, or life along this unemancipated expanse of soil. For the world and all its singing birds and budding trees and songs and mountains and summits...
This spring there was a novelty to be seen at a north London amusement park. It was no great success, but cockneys with a sixpenny bit could get into a tent and gawp at a gaunt, hollow-eyed woman with stringy dark hair sitting in a barrel. She was billed as "The Fasting Woman." Last week the bony body of the Fasting Woman lay behind a screen in the charity ward of a London hospital. A card was clipped over her bed: "NORINE LATTIMORE. . . . Born: Doughty St., London 1894. . . . Cause of death: cancer. . . ." Thus ended the career of Dolores...