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...John Grier Hibben. First thing Dr. Einstein did was stroll hatless down Princeton's Nassau (main) St., enter a 5?-&-10? store to buy a comb and scissors. Then he bought two newspapers, listened attentively and smoked his pipe while his associate, Dr. Walther Mayer, translated the news aloud. Next morning the Press assembled, at the invitation of Princeton's publicity department, for photographs. At length it was announced that Dr. Einstein could not be induced to appear. Later he changed his mind, let three cameramen photograph...
Diagnosing his trouble as heartlessness, Nina set to work to galvanize the atrophied organ-into life. She sent him books, messages, messengers; she talked to him. reasoned with him, finally took to visiting him every day and reading aloud from heart-softening philosophical books. Chivalrous Mr. Ganson stood it quite a long time, then went to John and asked him to call Nina off. But by that time the mischief was done: heartless Mr. Ganson had fallen in love with her. When Nina discovered how much too well she had succeeded, she wept, cheered up. went away, leaving John...
...train lurches and grinds forward. The night before the Vagabond sat in a little room up under the roof smoking meditatively and wondering at the beauty of a girl's profile against a shaded lamp. She was reading Eleanor Wylie's poetry half aloud. Her lips were wet, and the dampness in the air wove her black hair into ringlets. Outside silver rain was falling softly through the blackness in Bay State Road, and the poplars were glad for the rain...
...House. (Gesturing toward the Thebaud) Isn't she a grand vessel! Look at her lines. Cap'n Pine, you should be proud to own her." But when a few minutes later he was made an honorary member of the Gloucester Master Mariners Association, Master Mariner Roosevelt mused aloud: "I don't think I could take the Thebaud out to the Banks," Cap'n Pine flatly contradicted the President of the U. S. to his face...
Deft Sir Patrick Hastings soon had the Court's lips twitching. He read aloud the more puckish portions of the advertisement describing the efforts of a Blennerhassett to make a yo-yo perform for his children. He began with "deprecatory condescension. . . . The yo-yo was recalcitrant. . . . First it would and then it wouldn't. But the Blennerhassett blood was up. He was determined to make the little devil on a string do its stuff...