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...never liked Wordsworth in prep school, but today he had to admit that the old duck wasn't half bad. He was drawing near Larz Anderson Bridge now, and he felt wonderful as he idly watched single sculls whisk by far below. Then, he was over on the other side of the river. He turned towards Newell and suddenly espied two pug-nosed Cambridge waifs sitting on the bank fishing. Vag looked at them grandiloquently. "Salve, piscatores," he said. "Same to you, fish-face," came the reply...
...basketball game last month, the ballpark nest will be about ten feet above the ground, will give the base umpire a bird's-eye view of the infield. But Dumont's nest will be perched on a movable derrick, which, at the press of a button, will whisk the umpire to crucial spots...
...Hempel saw nothing extraordinary in her behavior, or Brownie's. Next to German Lieder, she loves animals best. She once hired a special plane to whisk her Pomeranian from Paris to a London vet, once carried a sick Great Dane home to her apartment, refused to sing in an Ohio town until authorities ministered to an unhappy mule lying in the street. One of her adopted strays won a Manhattan pet show prize-for dogs "combining the most breeds." She buys 25 Ib. of bird seed a week, which she spreads on her window sills-to the delight...
...complacently while Russia bore the brunt of Hitler's attack. Last year London worried over Winston Churchill's habit of walking around during raids, listened to Parliament jump from one major war issue to another. Last week London watched Winston Churchill and 75,000 other people whisk off to Wembley for the year's biggest football match (England downed Scotland 2-to-0), winced as the House of Commons wrangled testily over whether or not R.A.F. officers should smoke pipes on the street...
...Lady helped San Francisco be what many a citizen wanted it to be-a wide-open town. She furnished bail by the gross to bookmakers and prostitutes, kept a taxi waiting at the door to whisk them out of jail and back to work. But she was also a catalyst that brought underworld and police department into an inevitably corrupt amalgam. At her retirement the San Francisco Chronicle waxed nostalgic: "The Old Lady . . . will take to her rocking chair, draw her shawl about her. . . ." But many a citizen thought simply: "Good riddance...