Word: vagabonde
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...felt deeply the sickness of that century which seemed like a long anticlimax to the Napoleonic wars. A later generation, drawing a similar bitterness from a world in greater ruin, can find its mood already mirrored in the pages of his confessions and in his melancholy poems. The Vagabond will journey to Emerson 211 this morning and listen to a more critical estimate of Alfred de Musset from Professor Morize...
...Vagabond last night was roused form slumber by the fitful glare of flames reflected in the inverted muskmelon crowning the Dunster House Tower, whither he had retired in his eternal quest for "dat ole davil" indifference who is reputed to haunt the University. Instinctively he reached for the rope to sound the tocsin but bit his lip when he realized where...
Proceeding with all haste to the scene of conflagration the Vagabond was delighted to discover that the De Wolf Street "shambles" were being consumed by flames. The gilded unemployed were pouring from their crested mansions while their professional colleagues moved en masse across from their habitual hang-out on the opposite corner. The Vagabond squirmed with delight as a Harvard man struck a match in the friendliest manner and offered his extracurricular acquaintance a light. The act was positively democratic and bristling with bolshevist implications...
...fire but earnestly insisted that they knew nothing whatever as to the whereabouts of the Lindbergh baby. Both actions had a vastly sobering effect on the crowd. Dispirited, the upper middle classes retreated into its painted towers and the mob retired into the arms of its painted women. The Vagabond went and played a haunting melody on the Lowell House bells...
...consolation the Vagabond turns back the pages of history. Time and space may be the loci of preheusions for Professor Whitehead, but they are nothing to the Vagabond when a fellow spirit calls. Back in 1342 in Germany lived a great man. He masqueraded as a solemn monk, peering from beneath his cowl with an impish grin. He told ribald jokes before embarrased burgers and their daughters in the Church, Square. He put frogs in the Papal Legate's bed. But his escapades led to the scaffold and Till Eulenspeigel danced for the last time, with his feet...