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Thence to the stable to fetch Rozinante: "Rozinante, noble steed, together today we do our deeds. But first we eat!" All day long did ride Rozinante. All day long without a deed--until: "Goest thou my way, Noble Knight?" "Thy way, fair damsel, is my way. Whither?" "Thence, oh no, not to Emerson, surely not. This before us be a castle. So approaching little by little to the drawbridge I to check Rozinante; and did rest awhile to see whether or no any dwarf on the battlements gives warning that we three did approach; but seeing the dwarfs stayed...
...Liberia whither Bishop Kroll starts this month he will meet his son Leopold Jr., who now labors in the jungle as a missionary member of the Order of the Holy Cross...
...Author. Ben Hecht, "Pagliacci of the Fire Escape," is that rare type, a bohemian who made good on Broadway. Manhattan-born (1894), he staked his first claims to fame in Chicago, whither, after spurning college and joining a road-show as an acrobat, he went intending to be a violinist, turned newshawk instead. A vehement, ironic and imaginative talker, a writer of the generously promissory sort, he was taken seriously enough by the longhaired to be printed in Margaret Anderson's late Little Review. A collaborator of parts, he wrote several plays with Maxwell Bodenheim, then quarrelled with...
...third floor, they sneaked upstairs, found Cornelius Van Shaack Roosevelt, 19-year-old son of Colonel Theodore Roosevelt, a friend named Peter de Florez, an air gun modeled on a German Luger pistol, a supply of pellets twice the size of ordinary BB shot. At the police station whither he was taken on a charge of assault & battery, Sniper Cornelius Van Shaack Roosevelt was asked to identify himself, replied: "The other Roosevelt, for a change." He was released on $500 bail...
...Blennerhassett cellars for liquor. Subsequently, someone knocked over a candle. Up went the hemp, up went the wing, up went all that was left of Harman Blennerhassett's mansion in the wilderness. In Canada, whither the Blennerhassetts had moved following the embargo of the War of 1812 and the collapse of the cotton market, Mrs. Blennerhassett wrote a melancholy elegy to her Ohio River home: Like mournful echo, from the silent tomb, That pines away upon the midnight air, While the pale moon breaks out, with fitful gloom; Fond memory turns with sad, but welcome care, To scenes...