Word: wolfing
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...must to all men. red, white, black, brown or yellow-came to Two Guns White Calf. Press releases told of the death of the "Nickel" Indian, told how medicine men had offered up prayers to the Sun God. Natos, told how his people had chanted the weird "Wolf Song" to carry him to the Happy Hunting Ground. Meantime at Browning. Mont.. Father M. J. Haligan chanted a high requiem mass over Two Guns' body which was then laid in a Roman Catholic grave...
...recent questionable left on the undergraduate door-sill by the Harvard Critic reminds us that that defunct publication is stirring within its whited sepulchre. With what rosy promises they beguiled the eager freshmen into the wolf-tended folds of their subscribers; with what lurid phrases they depicted the Alpine peaks of journalism which they were about to scale! Tenacious memoirs will recollect that toy booklet which appeared last fall, so scholarly in its denatured, so anxiously emulous of its elder brethren. A column of humor painted the Lampoon's lily an article on Harvard indifference fairly stole Mother Advocate...
...industry. They took seats in the great auditorium which the Daughters of the American Revolution built, seats which the Daughters themselves warm but once a year. The platform was gay with flags and banners. A red-coated Army band played "Who's Afraid of the Big Bad Wolf?" The adjutants of industry spoke softly to one another...
Last week Paul Jones was once more a member of the House of Bishops. After repeated urging by churchmen, culminating lately in an earnest request by Editor Clifford P. Morehouse of The Living Church. Presiding Bishop James De Wolf Perry had reviewed his case, decided that Bishop Jones was entitled to his old seat, but not to his old vote. By the Constitution of the Church, resigned bishops may retain their votes only if they quit because of bodily infirmity or advanced...
...rock on which to build their lives. There are countless other characters: a fake critic, a great poet, a great statesman, and the dog Macaire, an hour of whose life, set down in six pages, gives us as vivid a picture of the canine world as all of Virginia Wolf's "Flush...