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...please let's get the record straight. A bulldog is not unsociable; it's love and affection with wrinkles on its face. It's not disobedient; it's will power and courage with a tail wag. It's not a brooder; it's patience and tenacity with the snuffles in its nose. And maybe, like all bulldogs, Jock "doesn't give a damn until he wants to give a damn," but those of us who are owned by bulldogs find they give a damn about the right things-like loving our kids...
...chose C in both instances, you are an incurable wag and don't deserve success or popularity anyway. Mr. Davis is very firm about humor. You are to write down all jokes and then "brush up on your humor just before you want to use it. This technique is used by some of the most successful salesmen." Of course, that's what Jim used to do, and how far did it get him? Come to think of it. I'll bet Davis isn't so darned good looking. Fat from all those dinners...
...spite of Few's stature, the university met derision from the start. Some wag suggested that it change its motto from Eruditio et Religio to Eruditio, Religio et Cherooto et Cigaretto. Under Few's less able successor, President Robert L. Flowers, the situation grew worse: though Duke was already beginning to build up a solid faculty, its reputation as a playboy's haven lived on. It was not until 1949, when rangy (6 ft. 2½ in.) Arthur Hollis Edens took over, that it began to come back into...
...nuclear physics and biochemistry. Few of us will ever find uranium in our vegetable gardens, but we can all have razor blades treated with duridium, shoe polish with lanolor, warfarin for killing rodents, irium in our toothpaste. We can even make topsoil in the backyard with fluffium. As a wag put it not long ago, all we need now is bullium...
...Tongues. There were no grounds during the war for supposing that Alice's relations with her 14-year-old protégé were more than those of a dedicated teacher and a pupil in whom she recognized the spark of genius. But smalltown tongues wag easily, and Saint-Maur's gossips, titillated by frequent glimpses of Alice and Raymond strolling in deep communion by the river's edge, let their speculation run free. When Alice's poilu husband Gaston came back from the war a hero, the cheers that greeted him were mingled with many...