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Were we abashed? Not a whit. Gritting our teeth we advanced. Two bears, a slightly worn ulster, and a radical attacked us, but we fought them off. Only ten more inches and the deed was filed done. I looked at Fish. He was perspiring freely so that he looked much more like a person at a fancy dress ball than the intrepid explorer...
...dark Chantrells nothing was regarded as insuperable between them and what they wanted. A feud between Chantrells and Penmarches only heightened Stephen's determination to have Sally Penmarch, and the betrothal of Preston Baimbridge, the one man Cordelia had fixed upon, to Sally Penmarch "fazed" Cordelia no whit, even on the wedding morning. As her diary shows, she was calm in desperation and when she saw Sally slip off for a last canter alone, she sent Stephen after her with a mixture of humor and impatience. When Stephen failed to dissuade Sally, who loved him, really, after an argument...
...Alan's reception was no whit cooler, for all that. Encouraged by Publisher Lester D. Gardner of Aviation (weekly), he had come to the U. S. for a lecture tour in behalf of his passion and, of course, his pocketbook. His passion is commercial and civil aviation-flying for everybody-and in its service he has flown the length of Africa, the breadth of the seas between Britain and Australia (TIME, Oct. 11), without any preparation beforehand beyond ascertaining where he could pick up fuel. Interviewed, he spoke with scorn of parachutes: "Great heavens! If flying is so dangerous...
...written in the current Yale Review an article on Realism in the modern theatre. Here he tries to show that there is, in addition to and more important than the the exterior reality, the internal truth, the truth most akin to the universal. Here is departing not one whit from Aristotelian precepts. The Executive Editor of Liberty might read Stark Young's article. It may be more easily obtained on Park Avenue than the Poetics. At all events, as the editor of a paper which is supposedly attempting to place some semblance of truth before the eyes of its probably...
...found time for good reading on his trips, or maybe it is through his Gallic inheritance that he comes by the lucid, restrained prose in which, a page or two at a time, he relates brief episodes of camp and trail. They are quiet, unpretentious little sketches, dramatized no whit, yet filled with the mystery and magnitude of nature, wild and human, that the writer has experienced "north...